Song Yuyi looked at the dark eyes in front of him that were as wet and watery as cute deer.

My heart softened.

His tone softened, coaxing Ye Qinqin.

"Qinqin, you really can't eat more, but if you like to eat all kinds of flavors, I will make all the mooncakes into tiny ones, so that you can eat all kinds of delicious and delicious mooncakes." Song Yuyi proposed.

Ye Qinqin's eyes lit up.

So much best.

"Brother Yi, then you can make tiny mooncakes." Ye Qinqin was happy, "I'll help you put all kinds of fillings." ”

Song Yu's eyes were full of love and sweetness.

Nod.

"Okay, I'll knead the flour, and you can help me put the filling."

He put the agent in the palm of his hand, formed a small circle, and gave it to Ye Qinqin beside him.

"No problem." Ye Qinqin said with a smile.

She took the small medicine that Song Yuyi received, put the filling she liked to eat on the flour, and slowly pushed the flour up until it completely covered the filling.

Then, pour in some high-gluten flour to prevent the skin from sticking, and then put the mooncakes on a baking sheet.

Before putting the mooncakes down, take out the oven full of mooncakes and brush them with a layer of egg wash, and bake them in the oven for 12 minutes until the surface is golden brown and ready to eat.

Ye Qinqin was very happy.

Immediately, she will be able to eat fresh and delicious mooncakes.

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Compared to Ye Qinqin's ease.

The duo of Song's father and Song's mother obviously had some disputes.

"Husband, your flour is not mixed well, and you can't pinch it all the time." Mother Song stretched out her hand to knead the filling and flour together.

However, when the filling is perfectly covered with flour, it always fails to close.

Father Song's face was stunned.

He intentionally or unintentionally glanced at his son Song Yuyi and daughter-in-law Ye Qinqin, who had already been able to see the fruits of moon cakes.

"Wife, you go and ask Yu Yi how he did it."

Mother Song couldn't wait to get up.

ran to his son Song Yuyi's side, "Yuyi, how did you get your flour, how did I make flour with your father, I can't close it." ”

Song Yuyi looked at the annoyed Song mother.

Smile slightly.

Tell all the things you need to pay attention to when making mooncakes.

Mother Song wrinkled her eyebrows, "Xiao Yi, it sounds easy, but it's always difficult to do." ”

Song Yuyi also felt reasonable.

"Mom, you accompany Ye Qinqin here, and I'll help Dad make flour."

"Okay, you go, don't worry, I'll leave it here." Mother Song sat beside Ye Qinqin.

watched Ye Qinqin put all the fillings into the flour.

"Qinqin, which kind of mooncake do you like?" Mother Song smiled.

"I like all the good food, I'm not a picky eater." Ye Qinqin wrapped the fresh meat in flour, "Mom, what kind of mooncakes do you like to eat?" ”

Mother Song sat next to Ye Qinqin.

Looking at the many kinds of fillings in front of Ye Qinqin.

"My favorite thing to eat is the five-kernel mooncake, which uses walnut kernels, melon seeds, pumpkin seeds, crushed peanuts, almonds, black sesame seeds, rock sugar, raisins, dried apricots, sugar, green and red silk, hawthorn silk and other fillings to create a five-kernel filling with suitable sweetness, and the taste is really good." Mother Song's eyes flashed with a burning light, as if she saw that the five-kernel mooncake she liked to eat was already in front of her.

"Mom, then I'll also wrap some five-kernel mooncakes, and when the time comes, we will eat mooncakes together." Ye Qinqin swallowed a small mouthful of saliva.

Mother Song stretched out her hand and picked up the reconciled flour.

"I'm going to make mooncakes, you've already made a lot, now, you should go and rest. After sitting for a long time, you will get tired. ”

"Mom, no, I'm fine now." Ye Qinqin said softly.

"No, you go and rest first, and then come back later." Mother Song insisted.