Yang Lan decided to chase Murphy, this is not to talk about it! Usually it is not cold, but it is also like the wood man who will not take the initiative, trying to do one thing, the tricks are endless!

Murphy still tried to practice Yangzi with her in the morning, but when she finished washing and wanted to pour a glass of water, Huo Ran discovered that there were two beautiful flowers beside her cup on the coffee table in the living room!

If it is a real flower, Murphy is not too surprised, but it is not really a flower! Murphy carefully looked at it and found that it was carved out of fresh carrots. The flowers are shy and ready to be released, but they are not completely open, but they are also exquisite and beautiful!

Of course, after the surprise and a little touch, Murphy couldn’t help but laugh.

This guy, carving flowers have obsessive-compulsive disorder, one is not enough, two symmetry must be made, and the two flowers are still exactly the same!

Surprise still comes out from time to time. At noon, Yang Yu’s heart-shaped egg is still a small scene. When Yang Lan puts out a dish with only two symmetrical chicken wings and lettuce dishes, Murphy It is really amazing.

Yang Wei's craftsmanship does not need to be questioned. The chicken wings are burnt out of the outside, and the skin is covered with thick tomato soup. The soup is as amber-like, making people look appetizing.

"This dish is called Biyifei!" Yang Yu explained it in a serious way. "The wing is the cockroach of Yang Lan, the fly is Murphy's Philippine. The chicken wings are marinated with honey and other spices to ensure sweetness, and after frying, Sprinkled with sour tomato juice, sweet and sour, and symbolizes the good taste of love!"

It’s really awkward to show up to Murphy! Of course, I couldn't understand the words in front and behind. She only heard the chicken wings sweet and sour, and I heard the drooling.

Murphy listened to the front and the back. She was still moved sweetly in her heart, but when she listened to Yang Yu’s explanation that the wing was Yang Yu’s cockroach and Fei Fei was Murphy’s Philippine, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth. It’s up.

She had made a good idea. In the past few days, she has been reluctant to say anything to Yang Lan, but with him, I don’t know why I can’t help but laugh, and the indifference has disappeared.

This guy, really, is not as dull as a wood man, it’s ruined!

"I want to eat chicken wings!" Looking at her favorite chicken wings, I finally waited for Dad to introduce it, and I couldn't wait to pick it up.

Just thinking about the sweet and sour taste, I don’t care what love is not love! It is true love to eat in your mouth and belly!

However, how do you divide the two chicken wings?

They all say that they are flying in different wings. It should be right for Yang Hao and Murphy to eat one each!

But there is no way, this big light bulb is in, romance has to be a discount.

Yang Wei didn't care. He gave his daughter a chicken wing. This chicken wing is not only the chicken wings, but also the chicken wings and the chicken. The little guy is willing to pay for it. He is happy to hold it up.

And the remaining chicken wings, Yang Hao is of course given to Murphy, he does not care if he eats, anyway, that means he has already conveyed to Murphy.

"You are stupid!" Murphy said with a sigh of relief, "Why don't you make a chicken wing? You know that there are three people in your family!"

"The three meanings are not right." Yang Lan explained.

"Then you won't take a plate and put the rest on the side, wait for it when you eat it!" Murphy really took this late obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Three are not enough, you can eat two!" He licked his face and was stained with red tomato juice. It should be the tip of the chicken wing. She heard the dialogue between her father and mother, and she could not bear it. Stop and talk, his mouth bulging.

Yang Lan smiled there and screamed.

Murphy didn't rush to eat like a donkey. She hesitated a bit, but she opened the chicken wings. The chicken was caught in the bowl of Yang Lan, and then her face was a little red, but she pretended not to care. You have worked hard, divide you, oh!"

......

In the afternoon, Murphy wanted to play the piano. Their family went downstairs to the coffee shop. Yang Yan wiped the bar and cleaned the utensils. He gave milk to the milk and brewed coffee for Murphy.

Murphy played a song, and he held the little girl in her arms and taught her to play the piano.

Of course, the small arms and small hands of the cockroach must not play the piano. She still stays between the meditation and the two fingers. The second finger zen refers to the left index finger.

Therefore, Murphy slowly played the song slowly, and from time to time let the 曦曦 press two notes, playing with the children, but want to improve her interest in the piano.

Yang Lan originally only drink plain coffee, no sugar and no milk, but this does not mean that he does not know how to make other types of coffee. Today, when I saw the milk that was rushing, he suddenly had a chance to give Murphy a cappuccino.

This process is of course a bit cumbersome. After all, he still needs to prepare milk foam. This milk foam needs to be made from fresh milk that has been refrigerated, and is processed through flowering, heating and other processes!

Fortunately, Murphy had a good time with the aunt, although the little girl was only responsible for following the two keys of the mother's instructions, but she felt that the beautiful melodies played had their own merits.

The giggles laughed, and the silver bell-like laughter seemed to add a chord to the music.

Milk foam and milk are good, Yang Lan began to pull flowers, and it has not been done for a long time. Yang Lan is worried about a little strange, but his control of the body seems to have improved in this world, so this strange seems to be made up.

I saw Yang Hao tilting the coffee cup thirty degrees, then pulling the flower cylinder cup gently tilted, pulled high and lowered...

The selection of the process and the tilting and shaking control of the pull cylinder need to be meticulous, otherwise the drawn pattern will be deformed.

Gradually, the coffee cup is getting fuller, Yang Lan starts to close the line, lifts the cup of the flower cylinder, makes the amount of milk foam flowing out thinner, and slowly pulls it toward the front end.

When the line was almost completed, the whole cup of coffee just happened to be full and overflowing, perfect!

This process seems to have been calm and steady, but when he put down the coffee cup, he still took a long breath, and spent a lot of money in the middle. After all, he had not made cappuccino for several years.

Murphy's coffee and simmering milk were sent by Yang Yuduan on a plate. He was like a veteran waiter, holding the tray in his left hand, steady and unable to spit out.

There is a small table next to the piano. Yang Lan put it on top and handed the milk to you first.

In the end, I was still a child. After playing the piano for a while, I could play enough and couldn’t sit still.

"I look at what Ma Ma drinks!" The little girl, holding her bottle, sipped while looking at it curiously.

This look, I screamed in surprise: "Wow, so beautiful!"

The screaming voice made Murphy, who was still playing the end of the song, curious. What kind of coffee is it, and is it beautiful by her daughter?