Bai Tang happily stirred the egg liquid, because today he can eat cake for the first time in a long time.
After seeing Lin Bairi yesterday, Jiang Yunshu went to the supermarket for a lot of shopping. He bought almost everything that was missing at home. When he passed by the cooked food area, he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be an oven in the kitchen, thinking that Baitang was free. Sometimes I can make some desserts, so I searched the Internet for the ingredients needed to make cake, bread and mousse, and threw them all into the shopping cart.
At 8:49 in the evening, Bai Tang was taking things out one by one. When he saw a stack of cup cake paper, he was stunned for a while and asked, "Do you want to eat cake, sir?"
Jiang Yunsu has a strong taste. He likes to eat very salty meals and very sweet snacks. He once woke up Bai Tang who was sleeping on the ground at 2 o'clock in the morning, just because he suddenly woke up and wanted to eat something sweet.
So Bai Tang was ordered to make sweets, and then he was dipped and allowed to eat a little.
"Huh?" Jiang Yunshu also stood aside, putting the seasonings into the cabinet by category, "It's okay."
In the afternoon of the next day, Bai Tang sniffed his nose and wiped all the cabinets at home. It may be due to his poor physique. Although the fever healed up quickly, the cold did not heal completely. He has been blowing his nose intermittently for more than a week. Broken skin, a piece of red.
Brown Sugar is parkouring around the house with a "bark bark", flying from one end to the other, and from the other end to this end, occasionally biting the owner's ankle mischievously as he passes by.
Bai Tang smiled and pinched Brown Tang's soft ears, took several photos of Brown Tang and sent them to Zhou Zhaoyu, then rolled up his sleeves and began to prepare the materials needed to make the cake with great interest. He put on a sky blue apron , follow the steps in the cooking book, first separate the egg white and egg yolk, stir the milk, corn oil and egg yolk evenly, sift the low-gluten flour, pour it into a fine state, add sugar to the egg white and beat it into a creamy state, take each time Add a small part of meringue to the egg yolk paste and mix well until it is completely integrated. Finally, pour the liquid into a paper cup and put it in the oven at 175 degrees for 20 minutes.
Done! Bai Tang snatched a dog hair from the cooking table, squatted down and rubbed Brown Tang's head happily.
The whole room was gradually filled with the smell of the cake, and the sugar got very close, watching the change of the cake in the oven without moving. After 20 minutes passed, there was a crisp "ding", and the sugar clasped his hands together, put on the glove on his right hand, and pulled Turn on the oven, and a gust of hot air rushes in.
There was a sudden "click".
Bai Tang, who was concentrating on flipping the small cake, was taken aback. His right hand holding the baking pan shook violently, his wrist tilted, and the entire baking pan tilted—
"Kang Dang!" Twelve small cakes fell to the ground one after another, and Bai Tang couldn't dodge in time, and his bare left fingertips directly touched the 175-degree hot baking pan.
"Hmm!" Bai Tang retracted his fingers reflexively and snorted. Turning his head, he realized that it was not the sound of Jiang Yunsu opening the door at all, but Brown Tang was biting the zipper of his jacket. He supported the cooking table to stabilize himself a little weak His body, belatedly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, he turned on the faucet, pursed his lips and rinsed his fingertips with cold water.
Brown Sugar made a mistake without knowing it. He poked a dog's nose at the delicious cake, bit it down, and was so hot that he stuck out his tongue again.
Bai Tang quietly looked at the scattered and unfinished cupcakes on the ground, and one even rolled to the corner of the kitchen. After a long while, he ignored the hot and tingling fingertips, and snatched the half-eaten cupcake from Brown Tang's mouth. Cake, said: "You can't eat any more, it's not cooked enough, you will have diarrhea."
He bent down, picked up the dusty cakes one by one from the ground, and threw them into the trash can. The room was very quiet. He looked at the trash can filled with small cakes, then squatted down weakly, and hugged himself knee.
There were several "ding dong" sounds from the mobile phone, it should be Zhou Zhaoyu who returned to him, but now he is not in the mood to look at it.
Taking care of him when he was sick last time did not give him any sense of security for Bai Tang. After all, before getting married, Jiang Yunsu also took care of himself who lost his loved one. At the same time, he naively thought that the two of them were a tested love. It is a match made in heaven.
As it turned out, he was very wrong.
It has been two weeks since I lived in the new home, but I still have nightmares every night, from fragments of being tortured in the original home to fragments of being abused in the background of the new home.
Bai Tang's hands hugging his knees tightened. He originally thought that after Jiang Yunsu lost his memory, he might have a more relaxed life, but it didn't. Day by day, the psychological uneasiness piled up little by little, and instead he became He became more anxious and frightened, and any sudden small sound would make him tremble all over.
He was thinking all the time, when would Jiang Yunsu recover his memory, when would he return to that dark situation, and when would be the most appropriate time for him to send brown sugar away.
He has formed the habit of asking himself before breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, and the content is these three questions.
Sometimes, he still thinks, instead of waiting anxiously for alpha to change back to its original form one day, it's better to live the life before, at least his feet can touch the ground, at least he can feel at ease.
Or even more extreme, just break the can and break the can, enjoy this period of probation, and wait until the day when Alpha recovers his memory, and the day he settles Brown Sugar, he will choose to die.
He would hang himself at the door. I heard that the people who hanged died were not very good-looking, just enough to scare Jiang Yunsu who had just entered the door, and put his face to his face; or lay in the living room and cut his wrists, bleeding profusely, soaking the carpet , extending to the crack of the door, staining Jiang Yunsu's leather shoes with sticky blood.
He should not close his eyes yet, but stare straight at the direction of the door, because Jiang Yunsu might not be left in the shadow.
He also searched to find out whether he bleed more when he cut his neck with a knife or stabbed some blood vessels.
However, as soon as this thought comes out, Bai Tang's tears will start to fall unstoppably, but why, why is he the one who died, why.
Moreover, and... He is actually very afraid of pain.
Squatting until his legs were numb, and Brown Tang ran over worriedly, Bai Tang took a few deep breaths, raised his red eyes, scratched Brown Tang's chin, and smiled softly: "Sorry Brown sugar, I'm worrying you, isn't the little cake delicious? Let's start over."
As soon as Jiang Yunshu entered the iron gate of the garden, he smelled a strong fragrance. He felt that the smell had drifted to the neighbors next door. He probably made a lot of people cry.
Opening the door, Bai Tang stood at the door in a dignified manner, only staring down at his feet, "Sir...you are back."
"Well," Jiang Yunshu changed the shoes himself, and praised, "It smells so good."
"Sir," Bai Tang curled his toes and said in a low voice, "the cake is ready, it's just out of the oven, it's still hot..."
"It's hard work, white sugar," Jiang Yunshu said, "I'll eat it after I wash my hands."
"What do you think, sir?" Bai Tang asked nervously, he was afraid that it might not suit Alpha's taste, but it was obviously a waste of worry.
After all, all the data, how many grams of sugar, how many boxes of milk, and how many eggs should be put, are all done according to Jiang Yunsu's requirements.
It's really not to Jiang Yunshu's taste, Mrs. Mrs. It's too sweet, it feels like eating sugar directly.
Unhealthy, very unhealthy.
Jiang Yunshu swallowed it with some difficulty. He actually likes to eat these snacks and desserts, but the premise is that they are not too sweet. He said honestly: "It's too sweet. I liked eating such sweets before?"
Hearing that the white sugar was too sweet, his heart suddenly became agitated. He nodded nervously, "Then, tell me, Mr. That, how many grams of sugar should be added? I will change it."
"You eat first." Jiang Yunshu suddenly thought of something and said, "You can't even eat cakes?"
Bai Tang shook his head quickly, held it in both hands and took a small bite, "You can have a little..."
Jiang Yunshu relaxed on the cooking table, observing Bai Tang's expression, "Do you think it's too sweet? Tell the truth, or I'll get angry."
Bai Tang looked a little hesitant and uneasy, hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "...is it a little sweeter?"
"How many grams of sugar did you put in these?"
"150 grams."
Jiang Yunshu's tooth hurts a bit, these 12 small cakes put 150 grams of sugar? It is almost enough to put about 70 grams.
Jiang Yunshu: "Let's put 30 grams less."
"Okay, okay!" Bai Tang said, quickly copied the recipe book on the side, crossed out 150 grams, and wrote 120 grams.