Twelve flavors were designed for the layer cake, and all participants had to sign a non-disclosure agreement about the recipe.

Jiang Wang said half-jokingly: "See clearly, once it is found out that the formula is leaked, it may cost 50 to 2 million yuan, not counting the follow-up cost of brand damage."

The first Mango Melaleuca was officially launched on Saturday, limited to 66 copies, each with a small cup of freshly ground coffee, while stocks last.

The news was released early by the staff. When the door opened at 8:30 that morning, the long queue went directly to the store 50 meters away.

Not to mention, people in small towns are not used to drinking coffee, mainly because of the bitterness, which is as bitter as Chinese medicine.

If you add non-dairy creamer, and then add more milk and sugar, it will become neither sweet nor bitter, and the mellow aroma of coffee will not come out.

Now the fresh and sweet mango melaleuca is paired with the creamy, silky fruit, and then neutralized with authentic coffee. The effect is just right.

Many people didn't grab such a rare good thing, and they got tired of the template-style greasy pastries in ordinary bakeries.

"It won't be sold tomorrow." The clerk said crisply: "It's only sold once a week."

Others heard it strangely: "The business is so good, why don't you do more?"

The clerk shook his head.

Another person who knew the door whispered in a whisper: "I heard from Aunt Wang, who plays poker, that the cakes in this store use foreign secret recipes, which are delicious but very difficult to make. The cooks have to sign confidentiality contracts? Only then can you follow along!"

"What a cook! They are pastry chefs!"

People laughed.

Afterwards, Melaleuca was sold for many years, and the taste changed every month. Thunderbolt only went on sale at 8:30 a.m. on Saturday, and it never changed.

People who live near the bookstore are also accustomed to queuing and chatting together every weekend, and even familiar with each store clerk.

Many western restaurants and bakeries are jealous of this bookstore's good business. don't know where to get a similar recipe, and they sell the same taste of mille crepe cakes.

But when everyone ate, they all shook their heads and felt almost.

"They have a secret formula, you can't do it."

But that's all for later.

Jiang Wang took Peng Xing to see Cizhou as soon as his long vacation arrived. They bought two soft sleeper tickets and didn't sleep together.

The child has never experienced the cramped and cramped upper floors of the hard sleeper, and thought that all the carriages had TVs to watch, and they were reluctant to part with them when they got off the train.

Jiang Wang was extremely sleepy. After getting in the car, he fell asleep and his hair was messy after four hours.

Cizhou is located in the southeastern province. The air here is humid and warm. As soon as the train leaves, it seems to be immersed in warm fog.

When Peng Xingwang went out for the first time, he held Jiang Wang tightly in his left hand, and held a small cake box in his right hand very dearly.

It was the strawberry puff pastry he made for his mother with his brother before he left home.

Chang Hua and Du Wenjuan were waiting at the exit, waving to them with a smile.

"Mother!"

Peng Xingwang originally wanted to rush over to hug his mother, but the next second, he noticed that his mother's lower abdomen was bulging, and he paused in a daze, grabbing Jiang Wangyi's corner to see his brother's expression.

The steps were hesitant.

Jiang Wang was already an adult, and he didn't have much feelings for his mother wanting a second child. Only at this moment did he realize Peng Xingwang's retreat.

"...Are you afraid?" He thought that the child thought that his mother was sick: "Your mother is just pregnant, she is fine."

Peng Xingwang couldn't digest such a huge change in just a few short steps. First, he deliberately slowed down, and then he didn't speak at all, hiding behind Jiang Wang.

Chang Hua obviously saw his reaction, and he said something to Du Wenjuan, but stopped her from going to the chaotic crowd.

Jiang Wang noticed that Peng Xingwang didn't want to go forward, so he put the suitcase against the wall, squatted down and held the child in his arms.

For a while, I didn't know what my younger self was thinking.

"Why are you afraid like this." He murmured, "You are rarely afraid."

"Mom is going to have a new child, right." Peng Xingwang's eyes were so red that he could cry at any time, but he just kept looking at Jiang Wang with a calm despair: "I am not? child."

Eight is too young to accept that he can be completely replaced by another existence.

Jiang Wang was stunned, and the emotion of being forgotten as usual came up in his heart.

He didn't answer right away, just reached out and touched the child's soft hair.

Peng Xingwang's world needs all her mother's love, Jiang Wang's world is empty, and there is no need for two words.

Neither of them should be here, nor should they touch this fact again.

Peng Xingwang knew that his mother was still watching them, and felt guilty and remorseful, but contradictedly didn't want to go over and hug her with a smile. At this moment, he could only hide in Jiang Wang's arms as if to hide his body.

Hide, time is like a pause for ten minutes, you can slow it down a little longer.

Jiang Wang knew his own temperament best. He knew that coaxing was useless at this time. Children were already immune to those words of adults.

He didn't say anything, just turned his head and motioned for them to wait.

The child did not cry in the end, miraculously suppressed the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and pressed his face against his brother's chest to take a long deep breath.

Then he stood up again and wiped his face with his sleeve.

"Let's go, let's meet Mommy."

Jiang Wang didn't stand up immediately, just looked down at him carefully.

"Would you like to take a little longer?"

Peng Xingwang shook his head and led him forward.

Du Wenjuan looked worried, and she was afraid that she would rush over to make the child more uncomfortable.

Peng Xingwang was very strong and didn't want to cry. When hugging his mother, he restrained her from her stomach and said seriously, "Mom, I sprained my foot just now. I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time."

Du Wenjuan also noticed the slight change in him, rubbed the back of the child's head vigorously, and didn't speak again.

"I miss you so much." The child looked at her again and laughed, "Will I have a younger brother? It's great."

Du Wenjuan finally laughed, caressed her lower abdomen and said, "Yes, you will not be alone in the future."

Chang Hua relaxed a little and greeted them to get into the car for dinner.

This time, the Chang family is the host, and the hotel to eat and stay is also quite good. Probably because of his wife's apparent pregnancy, Chang Hua was much more diligent than the first time he met, and he deliberately told the children that they would be as good as the two children in the future, so he didn't have to be afraid of anything.

Peng Xingwang also? don't know what to think about in those short ten minutes, and then? After eating and drinking, he returned to his naive attitude.

Jiang Wang had slept enough on the road, and yawned again during the banquet.

Chang Hua has learned more about Boss Jiang in the past two months, and said hurriedly and diligently: "Boss Jiang, we have booked a very good hotel room. You should rest early today, and we will accompany you to take a good tour of Cizhou tomorrow!"

Jiang Wang was about to agree when Du Wenjuan suddenly spoke.

"If brother Jiang doesn't dislike it, there is still a guest room in my house, but the soundproofing is a little bit.

Bad, can you? "

She kissed Peng Xingwang, as if she had made a decision in her heart.

"The stars sleep with me at night, and my lover can sleep in the living room or on the side."

"This time you came here to visit relatives. I always feel that sleeping in a hotel... is too distant."

Chang Hua looked surprised, as if he did not expect his wife's decision at all, and said dumbly, "Is the room facilities not good? I have no problem, just afraid that Boss Jiang will not sleep well."

Jiang Wangye? Never thought of it? With this kind of invitation, Peng Xingwang was very happy: "Live together! Good luck!"

In the end, really bought some towels and toothbrushes next to the community, and went back to Du Wenjuan's house to live.

When a child thinks of being able to sleep with his mother, the whole person is like thawing from winter to summer. When he enters the house, he compliments the home with enthusiasm, and he walks in and praises the living room and corridor all over, very happy.

Chang Hua was a little embarrassed to hear: "This will be your home in the future, as long as you like it."

Jiang Wang had no intention of participating in their family activities, took a bath early and changed into pajamas, and went back to the guest room to lie down under the guise of sleepiness.

Chang Hua prefers the big soft sofa bed, so he didn't go to sleep on his side.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the porch and guest rooms each turn off their lights, leaving only a small orange lamp lit in the master bedroom.

Jiang Wang originally closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, but suddenly heard clear voices from the other side of the wall.

As soon as the environment is quiet, the sound insulation effect is even more non-existent.

"Mom, I brought this book, can you read it to me...it's my favorite one."

Du Wenjuan had specially prepared a bedtime reading for the child, but Peng Xingwang accepted it with pleasure.

"Mom likes to read to Xingxing the most."

"When you were a one or two-year-old child, you always asked me to read the same book of Lamb Breeds Cabbage over and over again. Later, when my mother was about to fall asleep, you still wanted to listen."

"Ah, I don't even remember."

The man looked up at the dark room, and turned over for a while.

The mother and child on the other side covered the quilt, and the child took the most comfortable position in the warm embrace of the mother.

"It was time for the little sorrel to go to bed, but he held on to the long ears of the big sorrel."

Du Wenjuan's voice became gentle and low, and every word was sweet and clear.

"Little Rabbit wants Big Rabbit to listen to him carefully."

"'Guess how much I love you,' he said."

"The big rabbit said, 'Oh, I can't guess that.'"

Jiang Wang suddenly recalled that this picture book Peng Xingwang had also been obsessed with reading it.

But he couldn't finish reading it, so he forcibly changed a book after reading half of it.

The word love is really indescribable, as if it will swell in the throat like a sponge, making it difficult to breathe.

Peng Xingwang opened his arms and read to his mother the story that he had quietly read a hundred times.

"so much."

"Mom, I love you so much."

Du Wenjuan kissed him naturally, and read the following words for him with a smile.

"The big rabbit has much longer arms, 'I love you so much,' he said."

"Well, that's a lot, thought Rabbit."

"How high my hands are raised, the more I love you," said the little rabbit.

"How high my hands are raised, the more I love you," said the big rabbit.

That's so tall, Rabbit thought, if only I had arms that long.

Jiang Wang fell asleep in a daze.

He hadn't even finished listening to the story, just hearing his mother's voice was relaxing.

Later, what the little rabbit said to the big rabbit, he didn't remember a word.

Suddenly woke up at three in the morning.

It is inconvenient for him to turn on the lights at other people's houses, so he only pulls out his cell phone that is still charging, first swipes through the unread text messages, and then plays a few games of Snake.

Simmons was used to sleeping at home, and the back of the wooden bed in the guest room was uncomfortable. Jiang Wang lit a cigarette with the window open in the bathroom, and then sent Ji Linqiu a text message.

[The air here is very good, I should bring you here to play. ]

Unexpectedly, after a while, the opposite side actually returned a message.

[Why didn't you fall asleep? ]

[Choose a bed. you just finished? ]

[Well, the school is evaluating the merits, and materials need to be prepared. ]

Jiang Wang opened the door to confirm the layout of the house. The bathroom was far from the living room, so whispering would not disturb them.

He was inexplicably like a child who came to live in his mother's new family for the first time, and he was cautious in everything he did.

Then called Ji Linqiu.

The other party answered quickly, and the voice was hazy and sleepy.

"This is a long distance, so be careful that the call charges will explode."

"There's no way, I just want to talk to Teacher Ji at night."

Ji Linqiu laughed and said, "Why, you're not having a good time."

Jiang Wang thought about it, but shook his head in denial.

"It's okay, I'll go see Jing'er blowing hair tomorrow, and I'll be back with the child in a few days."

In fact, he didn't have anything very important to talk to Ji Linqiu.

He just wanted to hear his voice.

People always want to be close to the source of security in unfamiliar environments.

Ji Linqiu's side is not completely over yet, and the rustling of pen can be heard.

Also, he was used to indulging Jiang Wang, even if he took a long distance, he still put the phone to his ear and listened to the other party's shallow breathing in the middle of the night.

One listened to the sound of the pen, the other listened to the sound of breathing, and remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Wang didn't smoke, just put the cigarette on the vent to see how it burns out.

When it was about to be extinguished, he suddenly smiled and said something.

"I haven't seen you for a day? You, why do I panic."

Just after he finished speaking, he regained his senses, thinking that he really drank too much, and he said something stupid, and he panicked.

No, there is only one bottle of beer today, usually two and a half bottles are not necessarily on the face.

Ji Linqiu thought that he had heard it wrong, and did not dare to ask more, so he hummed.

Jiang Wang put his face close to the phone, as if afraid that he wouldn't hear him, and murmured, "Mr. Ji, I want to touch your jade pendant again."

Ji Linqiu was silent for two seconds: "Stinky rascal, sleep."

Slapped? The phone was hung up.

Jiang Wang looked at the call log for a while, and didn't know what he was enjoying.

Du Wenjuan got up very early the next day. She had planned to have a maternity check-up with her husband first, so that the two at home could sleep a little longer.

Unexpectedly, Peng Xingwang woke up and insisted to accompany her to the hospital.

"Mom will be back soon, it will only take an hour." Du Wenjuan was afraid that he would come across germs in the hospital, so moved and hesitant: "Okay, just a little while."

"I want to protect my mother." The child said seriously, "I also want to protect my younger siblings."

"Okay, let's go together."

Jiang forgets to get up earlier, walks

When turned back, also brought breakfast, and the style of work was exactly the same as that of Peng Xingwang.

Chang Hua didn't expect Boss Jiang to be so polite, so he was embarrassed to answer and thanked him again and again.

"It was what we should have done. You were too careful. Thank you very much."

Only after Jiang Wang did these things did he realize that he had the mentality of Du Wenjuan's eldest son in his subconscious, and smiled without explaining.

Their interest in visiting scenic spots is very shallow, and they are happy to accompany their mother to the hospital.

At 22 weeks, the fetus needs to have a large row of deformities. It needs to hold the urine for a long time, and then check the three-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound, as well as blood test and urine test, to confirm whether the fetal facial features, limbs and internal organs are developing normally.

In obstetrics and gynecology, couples usually come together, and there are also a few pregnant women who stand in line alone with their big stomachs.

After Du Wenjuan entered the b-ultrasound room, it took about half an hour for the examination. Jiang Wang and Peng Xingwang were idle outside. A series of popular science about having children.

Jiang Wang had been single for 28 years, and he really didn't understand these things. He was a little embarrassed and had to explain words he didn't know to the child.

Peng Xingwang had a very relaxed expression, but after reading the anatomy diagram, he was stunned.

Turning to look at Jiang Wang: "Is it so painful to have a baby?"

He took the size of a tiger's mouth and expanded it to the size of a baby's head.

"To squeeze out like this?!"

Jiang Wang himself? I haven't seen it before, so he forcibly nodded: "Probably."

"Ah." The child sighed, "The mother really loves me."

Inexplicably, Peng Xingwang found the confidence that he could exist.

——My mother spent so much time doing it? I was born, and I am still very important to her!

Jiang Wang probably knew about childbirth, but he really didn't know that he had to check so many times to get pregnant. Looking at the items in the flyer, it seemed like he was learning a new world.

When Du Wenjuan came out again, the expressions of one big and one small were in awe, as if watching a miracle.

Du Wenjuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Also? Don't be so nervous, it's fine, the result is good."

Peng Xingwang nodded solemnly, then reached out and hugged her again.

"I have had a good time with Brother Jiang for the past two years, so I won't cause you any trouble."

Jiang Wang: "...?"

It really didn't take much time in the morning. In the afternoon, they drove to the nearby landscape tower to take pictures, and then walked slowly to the folk customs street under the tower.

Cizhou has become rich with light industry and tourism. The cultural attractions are well planned. The Small Commodity Street has specially invited professional actors to row dry boats and walk on stilts.

Peng Xingwang ran fast between the shops, watching the silversmith hammer a hammer for a while, picking hairpins for his mother, holding a small purse and wishing to buy everything.

He turned around and bought Jiang Wang a pair of silver-pink sunglasses.

The dazzling laser is full of vitality.

"Brother! Cool or not!"

Jiang Wang fell into doubt while holding the fifty-dollar sunglasses.

"Do you really think I'm suitable for this?"

Chang Hua laughed beside him: "It's okay, if you're not used to wearing it, you can send it to your girlfriend!"

Jiang Wang wanted to say where his girlfriend came from, so it was Ji Linqiu who caught one temporarily.

The words felt wrong again.

He didn't think much about it, he hung the sunglasses on his neckline and continued to stroll.

Du Wenjuan took a second look: "The child is very good? Pick, you happened to be wearing an aqua blue shirt today, the color matches well."

Jiang Wang's spine suddenly straightened, and he fiddled with his collar with a dry cough: "Really? It's a coincidence."

Halfway through the stroll, Chang Hua gradually opened his chat box and introduced the most famous specialty here—the fountain pen.

The fountain pens in Cizhou seem to be less famous than those in Japan, but in fact they secretly contract the production of most of the fountain pens in China. They have good craftsmanship, low prices and innovative appearance. The porcelain pens and gold pens look good.

There is also an ancient pen restaurant in the folk street. Du Wenjuan just took the children to eat onion buns and green balls across the street. Jiang Wang said hello to Chang Hua and walked in.

This shop specializes in the craftsmanship of cloisonné and enamel, which is very luxurious in the palace of the Kang and Qian period.

Jiang Wang glanced at it for a long time, and his eyes stopped in another display box that was placed separately.

Resin material, rose gold edge, the color blends bright blue and dark green, like a starry summer night quietly falling into a dream, deep and gentle.

"How much is this?"

The owner of Pen Studio has been observing his choice, and he is in a good mood at the moment: "Good vision! This is the original pen I bought from Italy with a friend, it is not for sale!"

Jiang Wang: "...but I just want to buy this one."

The boss was a little reluctant, and wanted to share his love for this series with him. He deliberately took a small lamp and told Jiang Wang what was so special about it.

"visti, an old Italian brand, look at this platinum nib and the streamlined design of this barrel!"

He talked endlessly, as if he could finally catch a friend who would listen.

"I didn't expect it to be the first thing you saw at first sight. My friend lined up for this series until his leg was about to break!"

Jiang Wang seemed to be distracted, and seemed to have been listening. After a while, he said, "You said, what is this pen called?"

""Starry Night"," the boss said proudly: "It sounds good, how can ordinary pens have such a name!"

Jiang Wang nodded: "I want it, let's make an offer."

The boss was at a loss for words, and he didn't think about whether to sell it or not, and rubbed his hands again and said, "This... is a bit expensive."

"It's okay, how much."

The boss reported more than 2,000 yuan, and also specially explained that the labor costs for queuing and round-trip planes were discounted here.

Jiang Wang nodded again and took out his card: "Can UnionPay be okay?"

The owner of Penzhai has been in business for so long, and he rarely encounters this kind of customer who doesn't bargain at all, with a surprised expression: "How about... I'll give you something cheaper?"

"No need." Jiang Wang shook his head.

He wanted to give this pen to Ji Linqiu.

If he bargained, it would hurt his heart.

That night, Jiang Wang took a walk downstairs alone, thinking about what Ji Linqiu was doing now, and called him again.

It took a while to pick up this time.

Before Ji Linqiu could speak, Jiang Wang spoke first: "Mr. Ji, I bought you a pen."

"I love this pen so much that I wanted to give it to you."

"You can't put this pen in the cabinet, it's better to use it every day."

He spoke without hesitation, not realizing that the words were full of coquettish coquettishness and domination.

Ji Linqiu also? Didn't expect a series of words to answer the phone, and smiled helplessly: "You made a unilateral decision like this?"

Jiang Wangye? After reacting, he felt that he was on fake wine for a while, and he whined like a big-tailed wolf.

"It's okay if you don't accept it." He said in a low voice, "But if you don't accept it, I will be sad, quietly sad for a long time."

"Mr. Ji, are you willing?"

Ji Linqiu reached out to cover his eyes when he heard it, like

It's self-deception to commit taboos.

He heard Jiang Wang say every word and his heart was hot, but he couldn't tell him this feeling.

Covering your eyes? After listening to the last sentence, felt a little angry, but laughed happily again.

"Jiang Wang." Ji Linqiu called his name softly.

Jiang Wang's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he leaned against the wall and waited to hear the words behind.

"You're still too arrogant." Ji Linqiu still covered his eyes and whispered in the silence and darkness.

"What if I'm not used to you?"

The man hooked his lips, and the ending was lazy and seductive.

"No, you will?" w, keep in mind:,