Chapter 115: Strike
Jiang Yang stretched out his little hand and wiped his face, and found that the back of his hand was wet. He actually cried!
A real man sheds blood but not tears, but he actually shed tears because Comrade Jiang Chao's cake was so unpalatable.
"Wow!"
Jiang Yang couldn't hold back his sadness anymore, his mouth pursed, then he opened his little mouth and let out a loud cry.
"Wow! Dad, what kind of cake did you make? It's so disgusting! Wow wow!"
"I, Hiccup, I trusted you so much, I didn't even have a full breakfast."
"Wow, I have such a big belly, so I just want to eat something delicious, but, the result is, wow, dad, the cake you made is so disgusting..."
Jiang Yang paused and continued to wipe his tears with his little hands.
"Woo, even blackbacks won't eat it!"
“Woof woof!”
The German Shepherd was wandering around the kitchen door. On the first day it came home, it was taught not to enter the kitchen, bathroom or bedroom.
Except for the bedroom, everything else is well executed.
When the blackback heard Jiang Yang mention it, it thought Jiang Yang wanted to play with it, so it quickly responded.
"Woo woo, blackback!"
“Woof woof!”
Jiang Yang abandoned his little stool and rushed straight towards his good friend Heibei.
He hugged it, and the black back let him hold it, but Jiang Yang's tears covered its back, and it was a little uncomfortable, so it moved its body, but just a movement made Jiang Yang hug it tighter.
"Wow, blackback! I'm so pitiful! Woohoo!"
After hearing Jiang Yang's words, Jiang Chao's face changed from gray at first to dark blue.
There was no change in He Yan's expression, except that the expectation in his eyes disappeared.
Jiang Yingying looked at Jiang Chao, hesitant to speak, wanting to comfort him, but hearing Jiang Yang's heartbroken crying outside, for a moment, Jiang Yingying felt that the one who needed her comfort more was Jiang Yang.
Xu Zhishu pursed his lips and coughed. He was just about to speak to comfort Jiang Chao and stop Jiang Yang's howling outside the kitchen.
Jiang Chao punched the dough on the board heavily, "I don't believe it!"
He said, “I can’t do it today!”
"Burp! Burp!" With this angry shout, Jiang Yang's crying outside stopped abruptly.
After Jiang Chao failed for the fourth time, Jiang Yang picked up the black back and didn't plan to look around at the kitchen door anymore. He was completely disappointed with his old father.
After a while, Jiang Yingying and Xu Zhishu also came out, both holding drinks in their hands.
When the two saw Jiang Yang sitting in the pavilion holding his black back, they felt a little distressed, but they could hardly hold back their laughter.
"Would you like some rock sugar mint water?" Xu Zhishu shook the two cups in her hands. "It's delicious. This is the new way of drinking it your aunt has researched."
Jiang Yingying pinched her ears embarrassedly and said, "I saw it in a book, not my research."
Xu Zhishu said: "That's because our Yingying is so smart!"
"Yes!" Jiang Yang said in a loud voice. He put the black back down first and ran to wash his hands. Jiang Yingying had prepared a small towel for him to wipe his hands at home.
Jiang Yang had a stern face. He washed and dried his hands carefully, then trudged back to the pavilion and sat down on the small stool next to Jiang Yingying and the others.
Looking at her son's sad face and red eyes, Xu Zhishu thought for a while and then showed a rare maternal kindness and stopped teasing him.
She handed the cup to the child and Jiang Yang took it with both hands. Even though he was still angry with his father, he wanted to be a good and polite child.
"Thank you, Mom."
"Oh, our Yangyang is so good!" Jiang Yingying pinched his cheek and coaxed him, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Jiang Yang gulped down a big gulp and was surprised by the cool feeling. His little body shuddered and his eyes widened.
But after hearing Jiang Yingying’s words, he pursed his lips and said, “No, aunt, I’m still very angry.”
After saying that, he took another deep sip, gulping it down, and his little body swayed again.
He looked as if he was drinking something extraordinary.
Xu Zhishu couldn't bear to watch, but Jiang Yingying couldn't stop smiling.
She said, "Persistence will lead to success. After these two or three attempts, your father is a novice, so it is normal for him to fail once or twice. Who knows, he might succeed if he tries two more times."
Xu Zhishu shook her head on the other side. She felt uncertain. Jiang Chao probably didn't have the talent to make good-looking pastries.
He is usually quite good at cooking and his diet is normal.
But the taste and appearance of this cake are really hard to describe.
Xu Zhishu frowned and took another sip of mint water. Only then did he feel the disgusting taste that had just risen in his throat was suppressed.
Jiang Yang looked at Jiang Yingying with tears in his eyes, "Really?"
Jiang Yingying said, "Really? Trust your aunt, trust your dad." Xu Zhishu on the side shook her head again. If she believed Jiang Yingying, there would be no problem. If she believed Jiang Chao could bake a cake, she would drink a lot of mint water on the spot.
The three of them sat under the pavilion for a while, drank some mint water, talked occasionally, and played with the black back and the child, and time passed.
Finally, amid Xu Zhishu's lack of expectations and Jiang Yingying and Jiang Yang's anxiety, Jiang Chao and He Yan each came out with a cake.
Jiang Yingying looked at the cake in He Yan's hand and was a little surprised.
"Did you make this, brother? It looks pretty good."
Jiang Yang's little face was also filled with anticipation as he stared eagerly at the small cake in He Yan's hand.
"Uncle, is this cake delicious?"
He Yan pursed his lips and glanced at Jiang Chao. Jiang Chao was so angry that he almost couldn't hold the ugly cake in his hand.
Xu Zhishu raised her eyebrows; she saw something was going on.
"These two cakes should have been made by each of them. Jiang Xiaoyang, turn your eyes and take a look. The cake your father made is here."
Under the guidance of Xu Zhishu, Jiang Yang shifted his gaze to Jiang Chao's cake, which had a strange and ugly shape and did not look very delicious, and burst into tears again.
"Woo woo! Mom, I can't have the cake today. I deliberately ate a little less last night and this morning. As a result, wow, my stomach is so hungry that I can't eat the delicious cake made by my dad."
Xu Zhishu pursed her lips. She knew that this boy had this idea in mind. Normally, she would laugh at the child and say he deserved it, and then let him go hungry for a while because it was his fault for not eating properly.
But, seeing the child crying so pitifully, after all, he is my biological child, I feel a little bit sorry for him.
He Yan coughed and said, "Yangyang, do you want to try what your uncle made?"
Although he didn't taste it, he still had confidence.
The back of Jiang Yang's hand was covered with tears he had wiped from his face. He nodded, took a small bite of the He Yan cake, and then looked at the ugly cake his father had made.
Jiang Yang cried out and started crying again.
“It’s delicious!”
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