Leng Jiaxin also quickly washes her hands in the kitchen. Seeing that the summer solstice is chopping mushrooms, she wants to have a try.
"Xiaozhi, I'll chop it for you!"
Did not wait for the summer solstice voice, cold weather quickly stop, "Gu, you'd better forget it, I don't want to see human life!"
Leng Jiaxin's mouth is hard to draw, stare in the past, don't have good spirit of reprimand, "my knife work is so bad?"
"Oh A sneer on a cold day.
Leng Jiaxin, embarrassed by the clear smiling eyes of the last summer solstice, points out, "I'll wait for you outside, and you'll bring out the materials when you're ready."
She went out to take out the dumpling skin.
The summer solstice smiles, takes the corn peeled by his son, and asks the little guy to go out. He checks the minced meat thrown in the cold weather. It's almost done. He stirs it together.
"Looking at these, I have no appetite at all." On a cold day, I wring my brows and stir these materials evenly in the basin.
Summer solstice funny looking at him, teasing: "you do not like to eat, did not eat a few, there is a difference?"
Cold days sweep her one eye, simply hands together, rub, rub, stir, mix.
"Well, you wash your hands, we're out of the bag!"
One cold day, summer solstice is a lot easier, she carried a pot of stuffing out.
Everyone sat around the table and began to make dumplings.
The atmosphere was hot.
Leng Jiaxin's bag is really the ugliest. It's not easy to be laughed at.
It's slow in cold weather, but it's beautiful.
Xia Zhi and Leng Yicheng are surprised to see that his skill has greatly increased.
"Daddy must have learned it secretly!" Leng Yicheng said to him.
Cold days haughtily hook the corner of the mouth, the atmosphere of humming: "I need to steal it? Such a simple thing, you can see it at a glance
The summer solstice is silent.
The others are also speechless.
However, people still have the ability to be proud and charming when they see that they are holding dumpling skin in cold weather.
Finally, Leng Yicheng learned from the cold weather.
The package is almost the same. Xia Guangyao went in to boil water. "I'll cook part of it first. We'll wrap it while eating. Don't worry!"
No problem. Today there are quite a lot of dumplings.
"Young lady, shall I send it to the master first?" Fu MA asked about the summer solstice.
"Well, cook all these. Take them to the hospital first. Give them to my grandfather and the bodyguards. They'll all take some to taste."
Summer solstice refers to a few dishes of dumplings.
The dumplings are big. These dishes are enough for them.
"That's OK. I'll bring another soup. The master won't have to prepare dinner later."
Fu's mother answered and rushed in with dumplings.
A few of them continued to bread outside.
"Mommy, I want to eat one first or not." Leng Yicheng looks inside, greedy.
The little guy's stomach growled.
Xia Zhi and Leng Jiaxin look at each other and smile.
"It's for your grandfather. I'll eat it later. Bear it!" He glared at his son in the cold.
Leng Yicheng's mouth pouts high and wrongs.
"I'm eating my uncle's share. Can't I have one of them?"
"No way!"
Looking at the man on the bar with his son, the summer solstice jokingly coaxed his son, "Mommy's bag is very fast. When those are cooked, these can also be cooked. I'll let you eat them first."
"Hee hee, it's better for Mommy, not like someone who doesn't give food to children who are growing up!"
Leng Yicheng complacently rubs the thigh of summer solstice, looks at the cold sky with small eyes, and sneers at daddy.
Leng Jiaxin can't be happy. She's still a little guy.
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