Before Song Cheng, Qing'er and Gao Yuanshang arrived, Song Anle had already prepared everything and just waited for each to enter the table. Song Xiaojing looked at Song Cheng and the others at the door. When she saw them coming in the snow, because Song Cheng and Qing'er were walking similarly, she felt a little depressed inside, but she still greeted her happily and said, "Come in and Nuannuan, Anle has prepared dinner."

Song Anle heard the sound indoors and walked out. Perhaps she was standing at the right time. The first time she saw her, she happened to fall on Gao Yuanshang. Although she turned her eyes instantly, she could not escape Gao Yuanshang's sensitive vision.

Song Anle said lightly: "Since you're here, why not start early, otherwise it will hurt your body if it's cold."

Song Qi followed the side and shouted, "Yes, I'm almost starving to death."

Basically everyone looked at Song Qi, but only Gao Yuanshang was still there, and he lowered his eyes indifferently. Song Cheng glanced at Song Qi, and then went into the kitchen by himself. He was the master, so he should take the lead first.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Yuanshang should have sat in the house, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, so the others naturally couldn't lose their courtesy. Song Anle was the best, and she said politely and politely: "Young Master Gao was a distinguished guest, but since tonight is the annual Winter Solstice solar term, the little girl just prepared some common food. I hope you don't mind it."

Gao Yuanshang still said coldly: "Ms. Song is polite. Gao is honored to be able to climb Miss Song's skills."

"Young Master Gao is too awarded." Song Anle nodded and said, "Please please."

What Gao Yuanshang waited for was finally Song Anle's rescue, which was basically as expected. He walked in immediately. Qing'er seemed to be waiting for him to enter. Then she followed Gao Yuanshang, Song Xiaojing and Song Anle looked at each other and were ready to go in. At this time, Song Qi saw that something was wrong, and he quickly shouted: "Hey, hey, hey, you don't care about me."

Song Xiaojing probably really ignored Song Qi, but Song Anle was just teasing him on purpose. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then helped each other to help Song Qi into the house.

A warm feeling in the kitchen warmed everyone's hearts. Even when they looked at the heavy snow outside the window, they could not feel the chill at all.

On the table, there are still Song Cheng in the upper position, Gao Yuanshang is in the lower position opposite, Song Qi and Song Xiaojing are on the left, Song Anle and Qing'er are on the right, Qing'er takes the initiative to choose to lean on the nearest lower side of Gao Yuanshang, and Song Anle is on the upper side of Song Cheng.

No matter how much Song Cheng didn't like Gao Yuanshang, he should at least reflect the friendship of the landlords. So he picked up a glass of wine and said cheerfully: "Today, Mr. Gao came to my humble house. Song should have been a feast for a banquet, but due to the Winter Solstice Festival, he also received a brief reception. Song took this to honor Gao Gongzi with a glass, and hoped that Gao Gongzi would be more tolerant."

"Young Master Song is polite;" Gao Yuanshang did not neglect. He picked up the wine glass and said gently: "During the festival, we shouldn't stay together, but due to the different situation, Gao's shamelessness should be Gao's presumptuous."

"Since we are so polite, we don't have to say much, come on." Song Cheng raised his glass and signaled. In fact, apart from the unclear identity of Gao Yuanshang, Song Cheng did not reject Gao Yuanshang, although he would be envious of his love, and there was nothing else.

Gao Yuanshang also raised his glass and signaled. Song Qi was there and said anxiously: "Oh~ bring me with you."

Song Qi ignored the agreement between others and held the wine glass and raised his head to drink. Others laughed and accompanied them.

Song Cheng put down his wine glass, picked up a plate of pastries and said, "Young Master Gao, try it. This is the pear blossom crisp made by the Song family. It tastes delicate and mellow. I just don't know if it suits Gao Master Gao's appetite."

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Gao Yuanshang nodded slightly to thank him. Qing'er took the initiative to hand the plate of pear blossom crisps in Song Cheng's hand to Gao.

Seeing that they were too polite, Song Qi said annoyedly: "Your young master is here, are you tired of going there? This is not the first time we have met, so it is necessary to be so distant."

The room suddenly entered a silence. There was a stalemate between Song Cheng and Gao Yuanshang. Coupled with the relationship between Qing'er, it was more or less a estrangement between them, so they were all dark and seemed to be still resisting.

Song Anle looked at Gao Yuanshang from the corner of her eyes, and glanced at Song Cheng again. Only Song Cheng knew a little about the relationship between her and Gao Yuanshang, so she was worried that Song Cheng would be repelled from Gao Yuanshang because of her.

Song Xiaojing is completely an outsider. Apart from watching the situation, she has no premise to speak. Only Qing'er agrees with Song Qi's proposal, so she said in agreement: "That's right, just, we have been familiar with each other, we have met more than once, so don't always call him a young lady, it's awkward."

Gao Yuanshang smiled. In order to highlight his familiarity with Qing'er, he said harmoniously: "Since Qing'er said that, Gao will be rude first."

"Brother Gao is so serious." Song Cheng couldn't lose his face. Since Gao Yuanshang could be harmonious first, he could execute first.

"Come on, come on, come on, let's drink to warm up our bodies." Song Qi greeted him enthusiastically.

But when he received a strange look from Song Cheng, he suddenly realized that he was injured, so he smiled at Song Cheng without a smile.

The dinner was always harmonious and the atmosphere was very integrated. It was rare to usher in heavy snow on the winter solstice, so Qing'er kept yelling to build a snowman, although this was their task every year during the winter solstice festival.

Song Anle observed that when it was coming to an end, she quietly took the opportunity to leave. On the other end of the kitchen, two little maids were still busy with a pot of dessert. After Song Anle came, one of the maids Zhanju stepped forward and said, "Miss, the dessert you explained is ready."

Song Anle glanced at the steaming steamer, and she smiled gently, "Then let's share each person and then send it to you."

"Yes" Zhanju nodded and then and with another little maid, he took the steamed dessert out of the pot. In the hot steam, a strong mint fragrance suddenly filled the entire room.

"Wow~ It's so fragrant." The chrysanthemum was immediately attracted by the scent. She looked at the exquisite dessert and said in surprise: "Miss, how did you do it?"

Song Anle's face couldn't hide her satisfaction, so she couldn't wait to present her originality to others for taste, so she said, "Okay, I want to teach you slowly after learning, so I'll send you the desserts now."

"Okay." Zhan Ju returned to her busy schedule, and Song Anle watched from the side, occasionally going up to help decorate.

After the dessert was divided, the two little maids each brought three servings. In order to get rid of the dessert, Song Anle planned to go back first. However, when she just walked out of the house, a servant rushed over. Song Anle asked inexplicably: "What's wrong, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Back to the young lady, Uncle Xiangzi from the West Courtyard is covered in cold weather. I'm afraid it's not going to work now."

"How could it be?" Song Anle said incrediblely: "Take me there and have a look."

Song Anle hurriedly left with the servant, and just as the chrysanthemum came out with a hot dessert. She was still a little curious when she saw Song Anle leave, but the weather was too cold. If the pastry was cooled for a long time, the taste of the pastry would be greatly reduced, so she did not dare to neglect it.

When Zhanju and another little maid brought the dessert to the table, they were still one serving. Seeing that Song Anle had never come back, Qing'er asked curiously: "Zhanju, have you seen Anle?"

"Miss Hui Qing'er, the eldest lady has just gone out."

Qing'er said 'oh' gently, and she stood up and said, "Then I'll go see her."

As Qing'er said that, she got up and walked out, so there was no chance for others to speak. After the chrysanthemums were divided and placed on the table, she might not be familiar with such desserts, so others also had a little more appetite for desserts.

Gao Yuanshang has an extremely sensitive sense of smell to the mint fragrance. Looking at the exquisite desserts, he was reluctant to let him down.

Qing'er went out to look around, but didn't see Song Anle, so she folded it back and looked at the exquisite pastries on the table. She said in surprise: "Wow~ the pastries are so beautiful."

As Qing'er said that, she took a small piece and put it in her mouth. There was a faint mint fragrance, and it was a bit cool and cool in her mouth, but the mellow and delicate smell of the dessert made her reluctant to swallow it.

Gao Yuanshang observed her actions and asked softly: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Qing'er nodded. The taste was particularly good, but it was not her favorite taste, maybe it was because the mint was too cold.

Qing'er accidentally noticed that Gao Yuanshang's dessert on the plate did not move at all, so she said curiously: "What's wrong, Brother Yuanshang doesn't like this taste?"

Gao Yuanshang smiled and said, "Of course not, but I just don't know which expert is such a delicate dessert?"

Qing'er looked at the pastries. She changed her pastries from time to time, so she couldn't imagine who it was, so she shook her head.

Gao Yuanshang'an smiled dimly. Looking at the delicate dessert that he couldn't bear to touch, he was curious about the taste, so he also picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.

The taste of this dessert is not as sweet as it is. If it is a pastry, it seems not as sticky as the pastry. The mint aroma basically occupies all the taste of the dessert. The taste is delicate and mellow, but there is no greasy feeling at all. Coupled with the refreshing and pleasant mint aroma, it is even clear and refreshing.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Qing'er tilted her little head and looked at Gao Yuanshang with anticipation of the answer.

Gao Yuanshang recalled his taste, so he didn't notice that Qing'er had been staring at him. Maybe everyone was even looking at him. He immediately put away his aftertaste and said lightly: "Not bad."
Chapter completed!