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Once upon a time, in a remote village, there lived a little boy whose parents had passed away. He and his grandfather lived alone, relying on the ancestral cake shop for a living. There are not many styles of cakes sold in the cake shop, only three kinds, egg cake, almond cake and walnut cake. Grandpa always said that he was old and would die when he was old. After his death, the little boy will be left alone, so he let the little boy learn to make cakes. The skills of making cakes, as well as this ancient shop, are all passed on to him by grandpa. So the little boy studies hard, studies hard and runs the cake shop every day.

A little girl and her grandmother live in a small house in the forest next to the village. Grandma grows tomatoes, potatoes and carrots in a small field outside her home. There is also a strawberry, just one, which grows quietly next to the house. The little girl always asks her grandmother why she has such strawberries. Grandma said that the seeds of strawberries are family heirlooms, treasures given to their ancestors by the gods a long time ago, so their girls can use strawberries to find a boy who loves her. And the one planted in front of the door belongs to the little girl.

Every day, the little girl will accompany her grandmother and take vegetables to the village market to sell. They only sell vegetables, not strawberries. Although their strawberries grow very fast and they can harvest big, sweet and red strawberries every month, they don't sell them. In fact, no one in this village knows what strawberries are, so strawberries are the most precious and unique treasure for little girls. Every harvest, the little girl shares it with her grandmother. When going to the market, the little girl will grab some strawberries and put them in the pocket of her skirt, and take them out when she is bored. Grandma and strawberries belong to the little girl.

* We have similar backgrounds. Does it mean that fate has bound us together? *

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The little boy is ten years old. For two years, he has been learning to manage the shop. He has learned to say welcome and thank you for coming. He learned to calculate the price, keep a clear cashier, introduce cakes to guests, package cakes, and clean up after closing the store. Grandpa thought the little boy could learn new things, so he took the little boy to buy materials. "To make a good cake, choosing materials is an important first step!" Grandpa said. Grandpa led the little boy to buy the best flour, eggs, cream, almonds and walnuts ... The little boy silently remembered every rule grandpa said and the best rule for selecting materials.

The little girl is nine years old, and her grandmother teaches her to grow vegetables every day. What the little girl studies most attentively is how to take care of her strawberries, when to fertilize them and when to weed them. She chats with them every day and carefully observes how they grow. Over time, she knew strawberries like the back of her hand.

On this day, the little girl still accompanied her grandmother to sell vegetables and took out strawberries to eat when there were no guests. This day is the fifth day for the little boy to learn shopping. He still carries a bag of flour, eggs, cream, almonds and walnuts. ...

Grandpa forgot to buy sugar today in front of the little girl's food stall. He told the little boy to wait in the same place, and grandpa bought it directly. Anyway, there is only one sugar seller in the village, and it doesn't matter whether it is the best or not. The little boy is bored waiting for grandpa, and the little girl is bored waiting for guests. The little boy looked around. The little girl took a strawberry out of her pocket and was about to put it in her mouth. The little boy rushed over with one step and patted it off with one hand.

"Don't eat!" This is the first sentence the little boy said to the little girl. This is also the first time they have met.

"Why?" The little girl was surprised.

"This is poisonous!" The little boy said. The little girl was even more surprised. How can he say that strawberries are poisonous? No one should know about strawberries!

"How do you ... know this is poisonous?"

"Look, its color is so bright. Grandpa said that the brighter the color, the more poisonous the fruit! " The little boy is serious.

"Hee hee ... you don't even know, it's called strawberry, and it's not poisonous!" The little girl couldn't help laughing when she saw the little boy's loyalty.

"Strawberries? This is a strange name ... I have never heard of it. " The little boy scratched his head with his hand.

The little girl took another strawberry out of her pocket; "I have more, please eat one!" The little boy was afraid to reach for it. He always felt that this blood-red fruit looked poisonous.

Grandma, who has been watching, spoke. She held the little girl's shoulder in one hand and touched the little boy's head in the other. "You must still be worried about this poison?" The little boy nodded timidly. Grandma smiled and put the strawberry in the little girl's hand in her mouth.

At this time, grandpa had bought candy and shouted to the little boy, "I ... I'm leaving. Grandpa is calling me." "Well, we will meet again tomorrow. If you see me tomorrow, you should believe that strawberries are not poisonous! " Mother-in-law said. The little boy nodded and left.

Back in the shop, as soon as the little boy finished his work, he thought of the little girl holding a strawberry in her white left hand. While eating the leftover strawberries, the little girl in the market looked at her right hand photographed by the little boy.

* Your right hand is a little red and hot. I'll give you strawberries with my left hand. *

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God knows how much the little girl is looking forward to tomorrow. She looked at her right hand, which was neither red nor hot, and spent the whole night thinking about the serious face when the boy said "Don't eat". It is not the first time that she has let strangers touch her hand. Guests who usually buy food occasionally touch her hand when checking out. She couldn't understand why she felt so strange this time. Is it because he is a special boy or because of the guidance of strawberries? She remembers grandma always saying that the legend of strawberries made her meet a boy who loved her.

She couldn't help asking herself, is it this boy? He was the first strawberry boy to find her! Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing under the covers and praying that the sun would come out soon. She wants to know the answer, and she will know when she sees him.

The sun didn't go out early and come back late because of the little girl's expectation, and grandma didn't speed up the market at the urging of the little girl. I finally arrived at the market, as usual, but for the little girl, she felt that she was a long time later than usual.

Today, she brought so many strawberries that she needed to put them in a small basket. She knew that the little boy would like the taste of strawberries, which were sour and sweet.

It never occurred to her that a morning was so long. She has turned around the stall countless times, uncovered the cloth covered with strawberries countless times, and secretly smiled. She imagined the boy's surprised expression when he saw a basket of strawberries. ...

The morning passed in the expectation of the little girl, and grandma took the little girl home, because their food stalls were only open in the morning and they had to take care of the vegetable garden in the afternoon. Of course, the little girl refused. She insisted on waiting for the little boy. She knew he would come. However, her insistence can't compare with grandma's words, "If you don't take care of your strawberries, it's meaningless for him to come again."

The little girl took the basket, but she didn't eat any. She waited for the strawberries she shared with him to return to her small home.

For the first time, my little heart was filled with disappointment. *

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The third day came, and the little girl and grandma went to the market together. Today, she dare not look forward to it. She only dared to grab a handful of strawberries and put them in her pocket as usual She didn't greet the guests happily as usual, but just sat quietly and stared at the strawberries in her pocket.

"It's a good thing you came again." As soon as the little girl heard it, she knew it was the voice of a little boy. She looked up and smiled at the little boy. She doesn't know why she is laughing. Shouldn't she be angry? The little boy obviously violated the agreement.

"Little boy, you finally came. I thought you had forgotten. " Grandma saw the little girl froze and stopped talking, so she asked the little boy for her, a little girl who really wanted to know the answer.

"Sorry, grandpa told me not to buy materials yesterday and asked me to stay in the shop. I have to wait for lunch, but you have already left." The little boy did come, and the little girl was very happy to hear her heart.

"Never mind, never mind, come on." Grandma said that she was busy greeting guests again. The little boy and the little girl are left. You stare at me.

The little boy scratched his head and held out his hand. "Can I try that fruit?" "That's called strawberries. Here, this is for you! " The little girl smiled and took strawberries out of her pocket.

"Thank you." The little boy carefully studied the appearance of the strawberry and took a bite. Sour and sweet, he knew he would never forget the taste, a special taste. The little girl felt very happy. When she saw the little boy eating with relish, she knew he would like the taste. In fact, she never thought that it would make her happy when people other than grandma ate her strawberries.

She took out all the strawberries in her pocket and shared them with the little boy.

* Would I be as happy if you didn't share strawberries with me? *

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For the next three months, the little boy followed his grandfather to buy materials every day, and then took the opportunity to go to the little girl's food stall to chat with her mother-in-law, and of course, share fresh strawberries one by one.

The little girl and her mood are better than before. Although I used to feel very happy only when I was with my grandmother, now she has a friend, a friend in life, a friend who is about her age and background and meets her every day.

The little girl looks forward to it every morning. She looks forward to every sunny day. She can chat carefree with the little boy at the food stall and share her strawberries. The little boy will take care of her strawberries harder, and it will grow more and bigger strawberries in cooperation. She likes to see his happy face when he eats strawberries, so she always chooses the best strawberries for him.

Three months later, they met every day. On this day, the little boy brought a gift to the little girl.

The little girl opened the parcel happily. It's a cake, an ordinary omelet. But the little girl was very happy, because it was the first time that the little boy gave her a gift.

The little boy looked at the stupefied little girl and said, "Eat quickly, eat quickly. Although it's not a good thing, it's just leftover cake sold in our store yesterday. But I brought it to you specially! " So the little girl bit the cake slowly.

"Is it delicious? Does it taste good？ I always feel that I am always eating your strawberries ... "

The little girl nodded. "What a delicious cake."

The little boy proudly said, "My grandfather made this! But, in fact, what I want to tell you is that I will definitely make a better cake than grandpa! "

Then the little boy scratched his head shyly. "Grandpa asked me to learn to make cakes!" "

The little girl smiled happily. She is glad that the little boy can finally learn to make cakes. She was glad that the little boy told her the good news, very good news.

"You must study hard! I will look forward to your cake! "

"I will! I'll make you the best cake! "

* I will look forward to your best cake, your best love ... *

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The little girl's birthday comes before the little boy's birthday. Today is the little girl's eleventh birthday. She waited for the little boy at the food stall early in the morning. Time goes by little by little, and the little boy won't come. She reminded the little boy early that it was her birthday!

Grandma's food is almost sold out and she will go home soon. Her heart began to panic. Why didn't he come today? He didn't come, but she has no interest in eating strawberries, although today's strawberries are red and big. ...

To make matters worse, grandma began to clean up the stall, and she panicked even more ... and the little boy appeared just at this time. Finally appeared, the little girl can breathe a sigh of relief.

The little boy stood in front of the little girl with a box in his hand, panting. "I'm sorry I'm late ... this is ... this is ... a birthday present for you." "Thank you." The little girl opened the gift box with trepidation, while the little boy was still saying, "Yes, I'm afraid I'm late ..."

This is a cream cake. It smells delicious. The little boy said, "this cake looks ordinary, doesn't it?" The fermentation is not very good. It's a little burnt ... it's all my fault. I mixed the wrong amount of flour and put it in the oven at the wrong time ... but I worked hard all night to make this, which is more decent ... "Cream cake is actually the simplest cake.

The little boy just talked to himself, but he didn't see that the little girl had been moved to tears ... "The taste may not be very good, but I think it's ok, and it won't give you a stomachache!" The little girl couldn't help laughing, tore off a corner of the cake and put it in her mouth. It's soft, sweet and fragrant. Although it is a little burnt, it does not affect its value. This is the best cake that the little girl has ever eaten. Because this is a cake made by the little boy himself, especially for her.

Later, the little boy wanted to go back to the store to help, and the little girl took the cake and went home with her grandmother. She held the cake all day and told strawberry how happy she was. Looking at the box of cakes, she couldn't bear to eat them, but grandma said they would soon go bad if she didn't eat them. She thought about it and was right. She didn't want to disappoint the little boy, so that night, the little girl only ate the cake because she didn't want her mouth to taste anything other than the cake.

It's time for bed. The little girl can't sleep. Holding a full belly, she thought about her grandmother's words, "If you don't eat it, it will soon go bad." It turns out that this cake, like her strawberries, will go bad in a few days. But she can't make cakes, and she doesn't know how to make cakes last longer, but she can study strawberries. She knows strawberries like the back of her hand! Three months before the boy's birthday, she decided to give him strawberries that can last for a long time!

The cake is so delicious, why is it difficult for grandma to eat it after eating it? *

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After her birthday, the little girl still meets the little boy every day and shares strawberries, but the little girl brings fewer strawberries. Many times she just stuffed them for the little boy to eat, and the little boy asked her why she didn't eat them more than once. She always said that she had eaten at home, and then urged the little boy to eat quickly. The little boy didn't know what to do, so he ate the strawberries that the little girl brought him specially.

He doesn't know the little girl's heart and secret, and he doesn't know the plan that strawberries can be preserved for a long time.

The little girl saves her share of strawberries every day for study. This is a great study, so she can put up with it and not eat those delicious strawberries. Grandma said that the cooked food could be preserved for a long time, so the little girl cooked strawberries. After cooking them into paste, the little girl picked up the spoon and tasted it. "It's too sour! No! "

It turns out that strawberries turn sour when cooked. This time, she knew. The next day, she took a handful of sugar and cooked it with strawberries. Sure enough, it tastes better, sweet and sour like the original flavor of strawberries. However, there is still a problem. Why is the color of strawberry paste so strange? Stagnation is dark and makes people sick. The little girl began to think.

A week passed, and she talked and laughed with the little boy every morning, and went home in the afternoon thinking about how to cook strawberries. Two weeks later, the little boy found the little girl much quieter and asked her what was wrong. She always smiles and says no, and then she looks absent-minded.

The little girl can't think of anything. She looked at Zhuo with a small basin of water. Grandma peeled the apples and put them into the water one by one. "Grandma, what are you doing? Are you afraid that apples are not clean enough? " "Oh, of course not. You eat too slowly. Apples are peeled and rusted, so they won't be eaten. " "Can you put it in water without turning black?" "Little fool, this is no ordinary water. There is lemon juice in this water. " "Lemon juice will make the color beautiful?" "Yes!" "Thank you, Grandma!" The little girl took an apple and immediately ran to the kitchen with a basket of strawberries. She turned on the stove to cook strawberries. This time she put lemon juice. Sure enough, the red color of strawberries still exists. The little girl was satisfied and her mood improved. She put the cooked strawberry paste in the bottle and she had to observe it again.

The next morning, she had a good chat with the little boy and had a fight. Because the little boy was in a bad mood before seeing her, he brought a cake specially this day. There is no burnt cake. The little boy has learned to mix flour and calculate time.

Three days later, the little girl opened the bottle and tasted it Well, that's good. Same as three days ago. But the little girl always felt something was wrong and couldn't remember it for a moment. Suddenly, she missed the little boy's cake. She closed her eyes and recalled the cake that the little boy first gave her. When she opened the box, her first feeling was ...

"Yes, it's fragrant!" It's the tempting smell that makes her want to eat cake! She opened the bottle again and smelled it carefully, but there was no fragrance. She must make the perfect strawberry jam, because she wants to give it to the little boy, and she doesn't want to be careless.

She's worried again. A week has passed and time is running out. She wants to test how long strawberry jam can last! She can't stay here any longer. She wants to ask someone else. Who can she ask? It seems that only grandma.

"Well, that, mother-in-law, well, how can we make the food more fragrant?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Well, this is because ... this is because ..."

"Because you don't think the dishes cooked by your mother-in-law are fragrant enough?" How can grandma not know her granddaughter's mind? The little girl is making jam these days. How can she avoid her? Just playing with her.

"Of course not! No, I just, I just think ... a little more fragrant would taste better! " The little girl doesn't want to make grandma angry!

"Oh, I see." Grandma said and went into the kitchen. The little girl thought that she really angered her mother-in-law this time and timidly followed.

The mother-in-law took a bottle of wine from the shelf and gave it to the little girl. "Take this one, but just a little. Don't take too much. " The little girl nodded. She was going to start making her strawberry jam again.

Strawberry, sugar, lemon juice, wine, mix and cook, and finally let the little girl make strawberry jam of various colors and flavors. She washed the bottle, poured in the freshly cooked jam, and then screwed on the lid. There are still two months, which is the boy's birthday.

The little girl opens the bottle and tastes jam every day. She wants to determine the shelf life of jam. Every day she sees the little boy smiling from ear to ear, and she looks forward to the day of surprise for him every day.

She takes care of strawberry trees and tries jam every day. Later she learned that the duration of jam was one and a half months. She actually wants to develop jam that lasts longer, but it doesn't matter. She can keep trying. Send it for one and a half months first this time.

As long as I am by your side, you will have strawberry jam with a lifetime guarantee period. *

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Tomorrow is the boy's twelfth birthday. When we met, the little girl asked the boy to bring some cakes tomorrow. In the afternoon, she hurried home to make fresh jam.

The next morning, the little girl took a basket and covered the jam bottle with a piece of cloth, waiting for the little boy and the cake. The little boy will come soon, because he has learned to make cakes, and he won't waste any more time making cakes.

Seeing the little girl in the distance, the little boy waved. He can already make omelets, but the little girl only likes cream cakes, so he made a beautiful cream cake today.

They sat on the grass nearby. When the little boy cut the cake, the little girl took out her jam. The little boy found it. The little girl unhurriedly picked up a knife, spread strawberry jam on the cake and handed it to the little boy.

He took a bite. It was delicious beyond his imagination. It was the smell of her strawberries. He never imagined that the strawberry jam she made with ordinary cream cake was delicious. He took a bite, then stopped and took another bite. This is the most delicious cake he has ever eaten.

The little girl has never seen a little boy gobble like this. She knew that he must like her strawberry jam very much. She thinks that these three months' efforts have not been in vain. She brought the most wonderful taste to the boy. ...

The little girl quickly ran out of jam, and she made a new bottle, bottle after bottle. Every few days, little boys will bring a cake with strawberry jam on it, and then they will eat a big cake.

This is a delicious cake that no one knows. It only belongs to their secret cake-strawberry cake.

I have delicious strawberry jam and you have the best cake, so we are a perfect match. *

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In the next few years, the business of the cake shop became worse and worse, and grandpa was very worried. He is worried that the store will close down one day, and that his body doesn't know if he can teach all the skills to his grandson. What the little boy can do is to study harder and take care of his grandfather carefully.

The happiest time of his day is only a short time to share strawberry cake with the little girl every morning. The rest of the time, he learned the tricks of making cakes under pressure and worry.

This 15-year-old boy has been able to keep the shop in good order by himself. Finally, he completely learned his grandfather's craft and even played better. He is full of joy, can take care of the cake shop, and grandpa can have a good rest. He wants grandpa to enjoy happiness and repay his kindness in raising.

It's just that grandpa is not as good as he thought, but worse, probably because the big stone in grandpa's heart has been put down and his strength to survive is weak. The boy doesn't know what he can do except stay by the bed every day, and he hasn't opened a shop for several days because he has to take care of his grandfather wholeheartedly. Of course, he dare not let grandpa know. Their shop never breaks!

Grandpa has no strength to get out of bed these days. He stays at grandpa's bedside all day. It's just that grandpa ran to the food stall to pick up the girl before he woke up. Soon, however, he will go back and even have no time to share strawberries with girls.

One night, the boy urged grandpa to go to bed early and have a good rest. Grandpa smiled: "I used to be the only one to put you to sleep. Now you have grown up and take turns to put me to sleep."

"It's good to know that," said the doctor. You must rest more to get better! "

"Grandpa is so old that he will die sooner or later!"

"Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again!"

"Grandpa didn't talk nonsense. As a matter of fact, grandpa has long wanted to see his wife. She must have waited for me for a long time ... "

"Grandpa ..."

"But grandpa is still worried that the business of cake shops has dropped a lot in recent years ..."

"I will definitely work hard!" "I know, I know, in fact, it is no wonder that our store only sells three kinds of cakes, and everyone has long been tired of eating them! I said, grandson, shouldn't you think about what's new Grandpa is useless. He can only make those three cakes all his life. You are different. You are still young. In the future, the cake shop will be your world. You still have a lot of room for development! "

"I know, Grandpa, I can make new styles of cakes!"

"Cough ... cough ... hehe ... well, I'm afraid grandpa probably won't have a chance to taste your new style ..."

"Why? Grandpa, you eat! "

In the evening, after grandpa fell asleep, the boy ran to the Woods outside the village and stopped in front of the girl's house. He has never been to the girl's house, but he must be here. When he saw the strawberry, he knew it, because only girls have that unique strawberry.

* I will definitely let him eat, that's his wish. "I will let him eat, because I know this is your wish." *

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Because boys seldom have time to meet girls these days, girls don't make strawberry jam. But when she saw the boy running so late, she understood everything.

The girl immediately picked fresh strawberries, took out other ingredients and began to cook her specialty. She told the boy to go back and make the best cake. At dawn, she will take strawberries to the cake shop.

As soon as the sun came out, the girl came to the cake shop with a bottle of jam and a small basket of strawberries. As soon as the cake shop was opened, the bell rang and the boy came out at once, holding the freshly baked cake in his hand.

He cut a small piece of cake and spread strawberry jam on it. The girl is not idle. She cut fresh strawberries and put them on the cake with jam. When the girl saw the boy take the cake to grandpa's room at the back of the shop, she went back safely. She ran out early in the morning, and grandma will be worried.

Grandpa woke up as soon as he smelled that unique fragrance on his deathbed. He asked what it was. The boy immediately took the cake to grandpa and fed it to him with a fork. After taking a bite, grandpa was refreshed. He has never eaten a cake with such a unique taste. He held the boy's hand tightly, and the boy said, this is strawberry cake.

"Strawberry cake ... Strawberry cake ..." Grandpa kept whispering the name. Sweet and sour taste, fresh feeling, grandpa knew that strawberry cake would definitely make their cake shop business flourish again, so grandpa asked boys to launch strawberry cake all day.

The boy felt embarrassed. He knows that strawberries are a girl's unique treasure, and she seldom shares them with him. This time, he gave their secret strawberry cake to grandpa, just to repay his wish. How do boys talk to girls if they want to develop this cake?

So all night, grandpa kept holding a small dish of cake, remembering and asking the boy to agree to his request. Finally, the boy finally couldn't resist grandpa's pleading and promised him, and grandpa slept peacefully.

From then on, grandpa never woke up.

* I won't promise you because I don't have the confidence to do it; If I promise you, I will try my best to do it even if I have no confidence. *

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After grandpa's funeral, the boy officially took over the ancestral cake shop. He clearly knows that he is no longer a child. From now on, he should learn to take responsibility and learn to grow.

In the morning, he saw the long-lost girl again. Seeing the boy who lost a circle, the girl's heart was pulled tightly. She wants to know whether her strawberries are good for her health. If so, she will definitely give him a big basket tomorrow ... at the same time, the girl feels that she is too useless. She wants to know more and help the boy, not just strawberries. She is eager to do something for him.

The boy knows that he always has to talk, and he also knows that talking will embarrass the girl, but this is what he promised his grandfather, what he wants to do, and what he can finally do for him.

He never knew that as long as he said it, the girl would promise anything without hesitation.

The boy still told the story, grandpa's wish and the boy's answer, but the girl didn't ask anything and readily agreed. This is what boys didn't expect and react to. He knows how much she cherishes her strawberries.

The girl took a strawberry out of her pocket and put it in the boy's hand. She smiled at him, a reassuring smile, and he suddenly felt very happy.

They began to make strawberry cakes, and after many attempts, they finally decided on the recipe of the cakes. Three layers of cream cake, one layer covered with strawberry jam and folded, the top layer covered with jam and fresh strawberries, and finally topped with caramel, is the best, most popular, acceptable, sweet but not greasy taste.

They ate the first transparent strawberry cake and smiled at each other. They tasted happiness.

* I feel happy, and you feel happy. Does this mean that we will be happy forever? *

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Boys and girls made some cakes, cut them into small pieces and gave them to the children in the village school. They know that no one knows strawberry, so they must try this new taste for everyone first.

Children fell in love with this sweet and sour taste as soon as they tasted it. A girl knows, just like a boy when he was a child, he fell in love with the taste of strawberries at the first bite.

Soon someone went to the cake shop to buy strawberry cakes. The boy is very happy. Grandpa is not mistaken, but after selling more than a dozen cakes, he has no strawberry cakes for his guests. ...

Because the girl only has one strawberry, she dare not eat any of them, so she stays to make strawberry jam and ingredients, but she can only supply less than twenty strawberry cakes a month. When she saw the boy talking happily about how popular strawberry cakes were, she knew that when he wanted to make more strawberry cakes in the future, she had to come up with a solution.

The girl sat next to the strawberry and looked at the boy's excited expression. Suddenly, she said absently to her strawberry, "You shouldn't mind if I let you have many children!" " Ok ... Don't say anything when you promise! Don't go back on our word ... "The girl ran away without saying that.

She wants to find a suitable place to build her strawberry garden. She wants to grow many strawberries. She wants the boy's shop to sell strawberry cakes every day. Finally, on the hillside not far from home, she planted the seeds of strawberries. With the careful care of the girl and the cooperation of strawberries, the strawberry garden soon had its first bumper harvest.

After a few months, the supply of strawberries gradually stabilized and could meet the needs of the villagers. Because of strawberry cake, the business of cake shop is getting better and better. The boy doesn't have to worry anymore. He tries to make cakes and run his business well. As for the girl, although the strawberry orchard is not big, she is the only one working, so she spends a lot of time and thought to take care of it every day, as well as strawberry jam. She has to make many bottles a day. She felt tired, but the thought of that sad expression just now refreshed her. Yes, she doesn't want such a poor expression on her face again! Then she will take care of her strawberry garden with great enthusiasm ...

Your confident and serious expression tells me the source of my strength. *

See you later.

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