Chapter 10 - The other three teenagers could only mournfully smack their lips
Lin Yiyi posted the photos of the food she had cooked for dinner online.
The villa's interior decorations practically sparkled while still being comfortable to live in. With the villa as a backdrop, it didn't matter what angle she took the photos from. Everything looked stunning in those photos.
Moreover, as a chef well-versed in cooking, even her home cooking looked like a grand feast that imperial cooks might have prepared for the emperor in ancient times. The way she presented the food and her plating techniques looked like something out of a magazine. It didn't look like a meal prepared by an ordinary housewife. It looked more like a meal cooked and presented by a Michelin Chef.
Most people were natural foodies. They liked to eat all sorts of delicious foods and had a unique yearning and pursuit towards it.
Regarding Lin Yiyi's latest photo update on Weibo, looking at it was enough to stimulate a huge appetite.
Not only that, she had also posted the photos she had secretly taken of Meng Shanshan and Meng Yuran!
In the photo, the little girl was sitting on the child-sized stool.
The little figure had her head lowered and appeared to be extremely serious with washing the leafy vegetables.
It was always funny to see a little kid behaving as if she or he was a mini adult. But, it was even funnier because Shanshan's little hands were so small that she barely had a good grasp on the leaves she was washing.
The next photo uploaded was one of Meng Yuran. But, it wasn't the side photo that Lin Yiyi like the most. Because the teenager had noticed she was taking his photo, he had turned his head and that photo ended up blurry. The photo she posted only had his upper figure dressed in a white shirt and his sharp, white chin.
Just like before, Lin Yiyi didn't look at the Weibo comments after she uploaded the photos. She didn't want to pay attention to the scathing comments. Thus, she was unaware that in addition to the usual insults and ridicule, a different sort of commentary had appeared below her updates.
[Little Fish's Mom: Disregarding everything else, these dishes look very delicious. Can I ask for the recipes? I want to cook it for my son.]
[Even Zu Baji will find spring one day: I have another question. Did you really make this yourself? Is Lin Yiyi still the same person? Haha.]
[A pear: Don't you feel that little girl is so funny? Her mom must be dying of laughter.]
[Donut: Am I the only one that thinks Big Brother Yan's son is super handsome? Even a photo that only has his chin looks handsome. I want to laugh and cry.]
***
Sure enough, Lin Yiyi honored her earlier words and made lots of invitations with Meng Shanshan that night.
Actually, it wasn't necessary to take it so seriously and do something complicated like making handmade invitations. It was merely inviting classmates over for a birthday party. But, children were naturally curious and enjoyed trying new things. Using invitations to invite her classmates over sounded so fancy and her mom was the one that suggested this idea, so Meng Shanshan was feeling very happy.
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The next day, when Meng Shanshan arrived at nursery school, the first thing she did was shared the desserts she had brought from home with her close friends. The desserts were packed up in little boxes. In the passing, she took out the exquisitely handmade invitations from her small backpack and invited her friends over next weekend to celebrate her birthday.
This was the first time these little kids had received the so-called formal birthday invitations. They felt as if they were being treated like adults and hastily agreed without even asking their parents.
Anyways, nowadays, parents and other relatives were very easy going towards little children's requests. Besides, it was very normal for children to attend their friends' birthday parties. There was no reason for the parents to say no and upset their children.
The children impatiently opened up the dessert boxes. One by one, they took out the desserts. It was only then that they discovered that everyone had gotten different desserts. It was a colorful collection of various desserts that included: black forest gateau, strawberry donuts, layered matcha cake...
(T/N: Below are pictures of black forest gateau and layered matcha cake.)
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Lin Yiyi had woken up early this morning to to make these desserts. It wasn't just Meng Shanshan and her friends, Meng Yuran had also gotten a share of her baking efforts.
Children naturally like sweet stuff and had no immunity against it. At this time, there was no way they could resist. Holding a small fork, they went at it!
The instant the dessert entered their mouths, its sweetness lingered in their mouths. They felt as if they would explode from bliss!
Seeing how happy this group of children looked, the other children, who were trying to pretend as if they didn't care, almost couldn't stop themselves from drooling.
These desserts were simple too fragrant and sweet, even the air was filled with the sweet scent of strawberries, chocolate, mango, and whatnot. If this was a test of self-control, then it was simply impossible for little children to pass it.
And so, one of those drooling kids brazenly asked one of the girls for a taste of her dessert to try.
Once one kid succeeded, it was only to be expected that a second, a third, a fourth, and so on would ask too.
How could these small dessert withstand so many people?
You had a bite, I had a bite. In a few seconds, the dessert was gone.
Everyone turned to stare at Meng Shanshan. It was if they wanted to hear her say, "I have more."
Meng Shanshan felt quite nervous being stared at by so many people. Their urgent gazes shifted towards her small backpack. It felt as if someone was going to rush over and snatch her backpack away. Meng Shan was almost intimidated into tears. "My.... My birthday is next weekend. My mom says she's going to make ice cream cake. Do... do you guys want to come?"
Ice cream cake...
That was a weak spot for all children.
Who could bear to not go?
If you didn't go, it would be like cutting off your nose to spite your face.
"Yes!"
"Of course!"
"You wouldn't be human if you didn't want to go!"
"..."
Little Meng Shanshan: "..."
***
At the same time, in a sixth grade classroom.
Meng Yuran opened up a beautifully wrapped box.
There were four outstanding asian-style souffles.
(T/N: Below is a picture of them. If you get it at a Taiwanese cafe, it'll probably come drenched with syrup, fruit, boba, whip cream, and/or ice cream.)
When his mom had dropped him off at the school's entrance today, she had mysteriously taken out a box from the car's trunk.
"Are you really good friends with those classmates you shared your lunch with yesterday?"
When heard his mom asking this question, his first thought was - of course not!
He totally disliked them!
Lin Yiyi didn't pay attention to her son's cold expression. Anyways, he always had this expression as if everyone owes him eight million yuan. By now, she was already immune to it.
"Mom woke up before dawn to specially make these for you. Share these with your friends, okay?"
She wanted to help him improve his interpersonal relationships. As a mother of a teenager that seemed to be suffering from facial nerve paralysis, her heart was going to break from worrying too much.
Sometimes, a kid's interpersonal relationships would greatly affect their personality and their world view. It was important for kids to have healthy and positive interpersonal relationships. Without friends, a kid would become eccentric and antisocial, which wouldn't be beneficial for his physical and mental development.
Lin Yiyi thought she was a really great mom~
Actually, she didn't understand her son at all.
He attentively stared at her then the box of desserts.
Share this food with those three?
What a joke?!
No way. Why would he want to share his food?!
But now, after going to his classroom, he opened the box and saw that there were four servings....
He didn't like sweets that much. If he were to eat all of this at once, it would end up tasting sickeningly sweet.
Meng Yuran frowned.
At this moment, he heard an "ah!", which was followed by a few people suddenly appearing next to him.
Unhappy, Meng Yuran was going to close the box, but the box had already been picked up Li Yuebin, that good-for-nothing foodie.
"Did you bring this here for us?" As Li Yuebin asked this question, he protectively held the box of desserts. "You're too polite. Well then, dear friend, we won't refuse."
Meng Yuran: "..."
Not his intention at all!
Xu Jie patted Meng Yuran's shoulder. He didn't mind when Meng Yuran shifted away to move his hand off. Xu Jie said, "You're a good person. You even think about us when you have desserts. From now on, we'll be best friends. Don't worry, if I have something good to eat, I'll definitely share it with you."
Meng Yuran glared at him.
Why would he need to eat their food? Did he think he was shameless like them?
Seeing Meng Yuran's icy glare of death aimed at Xu Jie, Xie Ning almost died from trying to stifle his laughter.
Still, he didn't bother with being polite. Sharp-sighted and deft, he quickly snatched a piece of souffle from the box and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste of the souffle immediately conquered his taste buds.
It was too delicious! How could it be so delicious?
The three teenagers acted as if they were reborn ghosts that had starved to death in their past lives. Each stack of souffle had been sizable enough, but they swallowed each piece after only a few bites and acted as if that hadn't been enough...
Meng Yuran inwardly grumbled about them while snatching the last serving for himself. His movements were so swift that other people could only see an afterimage.
The other three teenagers could only mournfully smack their lips.
