Han Fei led the children in washing flower petals, and the camera focused on their hand movements.
The youngest child accidentally scratched the petal with his fingernail.
Xiao Wu scrubbed hard, but unfortunately, he ruined all the flower petals.
Little Seven huffed and puffed out, “Fifth Brother, you’re so stupid! Don’t wash it anymore, it’s all rotten!”
Xiao Wu's hands were all red, and he touched Xiao Qi's face with his hands, which were still covered in petals, and said with a grin, "Xiao Qi, let me put some rouge on you!"
"No way! Sixth Brother, save me!"
The fiercely protective Xiao Liu immediately stood in front of his sister, grabbed a handful of flower petals, and threw them at Xiao Wu.
Han Fei remained silent for a moment.
A large basin of flower petals was washed until very few remained.
Just then, the director came to the rescue, carrying a basin of washed flower petals: "Dad, we washed them, they're very clean, you can use them directly!"
Han Fei sighed and took the flower petal: "You're quite thoughtful."
"It was a brilliant and ingenious plan."
"Hehe, I originally guessed that Xiao Qi would break the petals, but I didn't expect Xiao Qi to be so well-behaved this time. It was Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu who started a petal fight."
Han Fei chopped the flower petals and put them in a bowl. Then he added an appropriate amount of flour, sugar and butter, and started stirring.
His movements were skillful and gentle, as if he were handling a precious work of art.
After mixing well, Han Fei started kneading the dough, and gave half of the dough to the children to play with!
He kneaded the dough into small balls, then rolled them out into thin pancakes with a rolling pin.
He carefully wrapped the chopped flower petals into the dough, then gently pinched it closed.
Xiaoqi tried to knead the dough like her grandfather, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get it into a smooth little ball. The little girl angrily punched the dough.
She turned around and stomped her foot: "Xiao Qi isn't doing it anymore, she doesn't like it! Humph!"
Han Rou laughed out loud and gently tapped her little sister's nose with her flour-covered finger, making the already adorable Xiao Qi appear even more lively and charming.
"Sister, Xiaoqi's fingers are so short and clumsy!" Xiaoqi stretched out her short little hands and complained pitifully.
Han Rou held Xiao Qi's hand and helped her knead the dough.
In no time, a round little ball began to roll in Xiaoqi's palm.
Xiaoqi cheered, "Sister is awesome!"
The two little girls finished first, and among the boys next to them, the fourth and sixth little boys also finished smoothly, while the eldest, the third little boy, and the fifth little boy had some difficulty.
Finally, just like the impatient Xiao Qi, the third brother punched the dough and roared, "I'm not taking this anymore! I quit!"
The eldest son sighed and continued kneading the dough silently.
As Xiao Wu kneaded the dough, he started playing with it, first rolling it into a strip, then rolling it up to make a shape that resembled "poop".
He carried the "poop" to Xiaoqi, chuckled, and asked, "Xiaoqi, what does this look like?"
Little Qi frowned, looked at "poop," then at Fifth Brother, and answered in a childish voice, "Like Fifth Brother!"
Xiao Wu paused for a moment: "It doesn't look like a person, think again, what does it look like?"
Xiao Qi already knew the answer in her heart, but she just wouldn't answer. She waved her little hand and said seriously, "Fifth Brother, you're not doing your work properly, so don't bother me. I'm going to learn how to make flower cakes, so go away!"
Seeing that he wasn't well-liked, Xiao Wu went to Xiao Liu's place. When he saw the flower cake dough that Xiao Liu had made, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak: "How did you make it so well?"
“I used to help my grandma make dumplings and wontons all the time, so this is no problem for me!”
"Why can't I do it?" Xiao Wu asked, bewildered.
"Because you always sneak away to catch loaches in the river."
"Uh..." Xiao Wu scratched his head: "It seems that's really true!"
Han Fei placed the flower cakes that the children had made on an iron plate. When it was Xiao Wu's turn, Xiao Wu shyly handed "poop" to Han Fei.
Han Fei: "..."
Just as Xiao Wu's face turned bright red and he was about to take it back, Han Fei reached out and took it, placing it on the iron plate.
"grandfather?"
"Since you made it, then bake it together. If no one else is going to eat it, you can eat it yourself."
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
Xiao Wu was so touched he almost cried. Grandpa was so kind; he didn't mind his clumsy hands at all. Even though it looked a little ugly, he felt it was his creation and he was sure it would taste great!
Han Fei placed the finished flower cakes into the oven and waited quietly.
While waiting, Xiaoqi would run over every now and then and peek through the oven glass, eagerly anticipating the perfect baking of the flower cakes.
"Xiaoqi, how many times have I told you? It's bad for your eyes. Don't look in there."
"Grandpa, when will you get better?"
"It'll be ready when you smell the fragrance."
Xiaoqi ran back and forth, finally standing in front of the oven and taking a deep breath: "Grandpa, I can smell the aroma, is it done?"
"Wait a little longer."
When the oven dinged, Xiaoqi eagerly urged, "Grandpa, hurry up, it's done!"
Han Fei opened the oven door, and instantly, a rich floral fragrance wafted out.
He carefully took the flower cakes out and placed them on a plate. The cakes had a golden and crispy crust, a sweet and delicious filling, and an enchanting aroma.
Han Fei picked up a plate of fresh flower cakes and walked briskly towards the living room.
The seven children were already lined up, their eyes shining brightly.
"Look, these are your creations." Han Fei smiled and placed the tray on the table. "Be careful, they're hot. Wear heat-resistant gloves."
“Okay, Grandpa!” Xiao Qi was the first to respond, her little voice full of joy.
"Sister, this is what we made. It has 2 and 7 on it!"
Xiaoqi pointed to two round, plump flower cakes and said, "Did we put in too many flower petals? They're so fat!"
Han Rou smiled gently and said, "It tastes better with more petals. We're using the finest ingredients."
"Sister is right, we're full of the real deal, lots and lots of ingredients!"
"Sister, can we eat now?"
"Wait a little longer, it still looks very hot, it might burn your tongue. Have you forgotten how you used to burn your mouth with blisters when you were a kid?"
Xiaoqi recalled the days when her mouth was full of bubbles, and shook her head vigorously: "I won't eat it, I'll wait, I'm not in a hurry, I'll eat it when it's cold!"
Han Rou patted her younger sister's head: "We can eat it once it's cooled down."
"Mine, look at mine!" Xiao Wu showed off his "poop"!
"It looks a bit burnt?" Xiao Liu glanced at it, speechless.
Han Chengshan covered his nose: "It looks too much like... well, I can smell the stench!"
"What a stench! This is a flower cake, it smells delicious, what do you know!"
Xiao Wu picked up his masterpiece and blew on it, saying, "It's so hot! You guys just don't know how to appreciate things. Things that look good don't taste good. Things that don't look good are the best!"
"Be careful, it's hot!" Han Rou advised, "Fifth Brother, let it cool down before you eat it."
"Second sister, I can't wait! Woohoo! It smells so good, so delicious!"
Han Chengda couldn't bear to watch his fifth brother's eating habits any longer, so he shook his head and chuckled, "Of course it's delicious! Grandpa kneaded the dough and mixed the filling. You just made the shape. An ugly shape doesn't affect Grandpa's great skills!"
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