Episode 281 Tiramisu
Fu Xijing heard the doorbell and turned on the surveillance camera. He saw Aunt Xu at the door and immediately opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Aunt Xu smiled and handed over the box in her hand, "Mr. Li, today is the Little New Year, we made dumplings."
"Thank you." Fu Xijing took it and thanked him, "Happy Little New Year."
Aunt Xu: "You're welcome. The dumplings have three fillings. I don't know if they suit your taste. I hope you like them."
Fu Xijing: "Yes, I love dumplings. I'm not picky."
Aunt Xu: "That's good. We have a lot of them at home. If you like, you can come and get them anytime."
Fu Xijing knew it was just a polite remark, but he still smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Miss Song, for me."
"Oh, right," Aunt Xu suddenly thought of something, "Miss Song really liked the cake you gave her last time. Can I ask you where you bought it for her?"
Fu Xijing: "It's just right. I have to go out this afternoon. If she likes it, I'll bring one back."
Aunt Xu: "Okay, thank you for your help. I'll pay you the purchase fee when the time comes."
Fu Xijing: "No need, we are all neighbors, just give me some more dumplings."
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Fu Xijing exchanged pleasantries with Aunt Xu for a while, and after Aunt Xu left, he brought the dumplings to the kitchen.
He opened the box and saw the neatly arranged dumplings inside. He couldn't help but start to study which ones in the middle were made by Song Yi.
It is naturally impossible to figure out the reason for this kind of thing. After all, even if Song Yi himself came, he might not be able to tell the difference.
Fu Xijing changed his mind and felt that his behavior was ridiculous.
In fact, Song Yi had made dumplings for him many times before.
As a native of North City, dumplings have been an important part of Fu Xijing's family dinner table since he was a child, and he likes them very much.
At that time, Song Yi was with him, and he often asked her to learn to cook various foods, dumplings being one of them.
She said she was born in Jiangnan. Fu Xijing thought she didn't know how to make dumplings, but he didn't expect that she made them very well on her first try.
Later, when I asked, I found out that she learned it from her mother.
During those two years, Song Yi seldom mentioned family matters in front of him. Even though they had been together day and night for so long, Fu Xijing only knew that she was a single parent and lived with her mother.
That's all.
At that time, he had no desire to explore her and always felt that giving her money was enough.
Fu Xijing pulled himself out of his memories, took a deep breath, put the dumplings in the refrigerator, took out the eggs and mascarpone, and walked to the island counter.
——In fact, he didn’t know which store in Sanya sold authentic tiramisu, because the piece he gave to Song Yi was made by him.
Fu Xijing is not good at kitchen matters and only knows some basic cooking, such as boiling noodles and fried rice.
Baking was an area he had never ventured into.
However, he remembered that Song Yi liked to eat tiramisu, so he tried to learn how to make it.
Compared to other desserts, the making process of tiramisu is not difficult. The only step that requires turning on the oven is the finger biscuits.
Fu Xijing failed several times in this aspect, but has now overcome it.
Fu Xijing never understood the joy of cooking, but when he heard Aunt Xu say that Song Yi liked the cake he gave her, he suddenly understood.
It is indeed encouraging to receive recognition from people you care about for the food you make.
Fu Xijing spent more than an hour making a bowl of tiramisu and put it in the refrigerator.
This is time for lunch.
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After lunch, Song Yi went upstairs for a nap and slept until four o'clock in the afternoon.
When she went downstairs, Aunt Xu had just returned from outside with a box in her hand.
"Miss Song, you're awake!" Aunt Xu said to Song Yi excitedly, "Didn't you say last time that the cake Mr. Li gave you was delicious? He happened to go buy some today, so I asked him to bring a piece for you."
Song Yi looked closely and saw clearly the piece of cake in Aunt Xu's hand.
However, I had just woken up and had no appetite, so I asked Aunt Xu to put it in the refrigerator first.
"Have you transferred money to him?" Song Yi did not forget the point.
Aunt Xu: "I asked to transfer it, but he refused. He said he would bring more dumplings in a couple of days."
Song Yi nodded and said, that’s fine, it’s a give and take.
Aunt Xu said that Mr. Li came alone to celebrate the New Year and probably couldn't cook for himself. Aunt Xu cooked every day anyway, so it didn't matter if she sent some over.
However, after all the talk, it seems that I still haven't asked the other party where he bought the tiramisu.
Aunt Xu must have forgotten. If she has the chance to see me next time, she will ask me in person.
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After several encounters, Song Yi would subconsciously take a few more glances every time he passed by next door.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see the rumored Mr. Li until New Year’s Eve.
She thought it might be because there was a time difference between the two of them traveling together.
Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, Aunt Xu was busy making dumplings in the kitchen. Although Song Yi said they wanted to have hotpot for dinner, it was a holiday after all, so the proper sense of ceremony had to be maintained.
Song Yi's legs have recently been able to walk for short periods of time. In order to welcome Tang Qing and Ying Xing who were arriving in the afternoon, she went to the supermarket in person, bought their favorite hot pot ingredients, and prepared some local specialties.
When Song Yi came back from shopping, Aunt Xu had just finished making dumplings and was about to send them to Mr. Li next door.
Song Yi picked up some snacks and asked Aunt Xu to take them along.
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When Aunt Xu came to the house, Fu Xijing was video chatting with Fu Qingyun and Ji Qingyuan.
The doorbell rang, but he didn't hang up. He put down his phone temporarily and went to open the door.
The phone was placed on the sofa. Fu Qingyun and Ji Qingyuan on the other side of the video clearly heard the conversation between Fu Xijing and Aunt Xu.
"Mr. Li, Happy New Year's Eve! I brought you some dumplings and snacks. These snacks were just bought by Miss Song and are still warm."
"Thank you, it's thoughtful of you. Thank her for me."
"You're welcome. Go ahead and do your work. I'll go back first."
"Give Miss Song a happy new year for me."
"Okay."
After seeing Aunt Xu off, Fu Xijing picked up the phone on the sofa and went to the kitchen with his things.
Fu Xijing just sat down at the dining table and when the camera was aimed, he saw Ji Qingyuan rolling her eyes on the other side of the video.
Then, she said in a sarcastic tone: "Hey, Mr. Li, happy new year."
Fu Xijing: "..."
Ever since Song Yi came to Sanya, Fu Xijing has been frequently subjected to Ji Qingyuan's ridicule and sarcasm.
There is no way, I can only bear it.
Compared to Ji Qingyuan, Fu Qingyun seemed much more humane. "You haven't met Song Yi yet?"
Fu Xijing hummed, looking at the snacks in the box in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "It's not the time yet."
"Xiaoyi is really too kind. He just went to fix a circuit, why does he keep sending him things?" Ji Qingyuan said, "He's really getting away with it."
Fu Xijing rubbed his brows and couldn't help but ask: "Are you my mother?"
Ji Qingyuan didn't give him any face at all: "No, I don't have such a shameful son."
Fu Xijing: "..."
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