Chapter 85： Thanks dad

Su Bei and Su Xiaobao soon returned to their rooms to clean up and put on New Year's clothes.

These two sets of clothes were prepared by Fu Bo for his sister and brother before. They are very suitable to wear on the two, and, at a glance, they are the same series of clothes.

Su Xiaobao's red (color) sweater, and the color (color) pattern on Su Bei's body is also the same as Su Xiaobao's, but it is just a long dress in sweater style.

In addition, a small badge was hung on each of the two's clothes.

This was customized by Su Bei in advance, and the badges of the two wrote "Excellent Brother" and "Excellent Sister" respectively.

When he saw the New Year's clothes worn by the two, Mr. Qin's eyes lit up, and a pride suddenly emerged in his heart: "His own baby, it looks good in any way".

"Dad, how is it? Is it particularly festive for me and Su Xiaobao to wear this?" Su Bei asked Qin Shao with a smile.

"not bad."

The two thought that this suit was prepared by Fu Bo, but they didn't know that this suit was actually selected by Mr. Qin and asked the design team to come over and select it personally.

Subei: "Is it like Fuwa?"

Qin Shao: Like.

Su Xiaobao: "It's just like a New Year's gift on the side of the shop door."

As a little boy whose aesthetics are not broad enough, Su Xiaobao still has a sense of repulsion of red (color), especially when he is still wearing the "fu" underwear that is very resistant.

Qin Shao: Do ​​n’t beat children during the Chinese New Year.

"That's Fuwa!" Su Bei twisted on Su Xiaobao's arm.

At this time, Mr. Qin also changed his clothes.

It was the white (color) casual shirt just now and the red (color) tie that Subey wore for him. Mr. Qin wore a dark gray (color) sweater.

Unlike the usual serious and cold suit, Mr. Qin's relaxed dress really looks a lot younger.

Su Bei looked at Mr. Qin brightly.

As for the phrase "a lot younger", Subei wisely did not say it directly.

Subei: "Dad is so handsome today."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qin smiled.

Su Xiaobao also glanced at Mr. Qin: It's not bad.

But compared to this, he was more curious: Dad even wore the tie that Su Bei bought, and then did the guy wear the **** he was wearing?

Of course, Mr. Qin will not give Su Xiaobao this opportunity to verify.

"Come on, go down for breakfast."

With the long-term efforts of Su Bei, Mr. Qin finally got rid of the bad habit of not eating early.

——

After breakfast, before Mr. Qin got started, Su Bei and Su Xiaobao had swiftly put the tableware into the kitchen.

Su Xiaobao washes the dishes inside, while Su Bei brought out the ingredients of two large plates.

"Dad, let's make dumplings."

The dumplings (meat rou) stuffing and dough are prepared in advance by the kitchen.

They now only need to wrap the dumpling skin and wrap it.

"Do you make dumplings?"

Mr. Qin: "..."

As if tortured by the soul.

Seeing Mr. Qin not talking, Su Bei was so impressed that he smiled and said, "Then let me teach dad."

After hearing the words, Mr. Qin smiled and said: "Xiao Beihui?"

Subei: "Of course, I am a master."

Su Bei quickly laid out several pieces of dumpling skin on the chopping board and took one to demonstrate to Mr. Qin.

"That's enough, isn't it simple?"

Mr. Qin: Not bad.

Mr. Qin took the dumpling skin and started his first attempt at an unpleasant speed.

"Here I have to pinch it like this." Su Bei was guiding beside him, just like Mr. Qin taught Su Bei to tie a tie before.

Su Xiaobao washed the dishes out and saw such a warm scene of father and daughter.

However, Su Xiaobao didn't feel warm. He just looked at Mr. Qin's stiff dumplings in his hands and wanted to laugh at it: finally found a place where his father was not as good as himself.

Su Xiaobao used to pick up a piece of leather, quickly wrapped a dumpling, and placed it next to the "ugly dumpling" that Mr. Qin had wrapped before.

"Su Xiaobao, hurry up and wrap it up before dinner."

"Relax, how long it takes to make dumplings."

"Are you sure? I told you that these should be wrapped." Subai pointed to the pots.

"Just three of us eat so many bags (dry gan)?"

"These are what we ate today, and the rest of us swiftly moved and took to the road to eat, and there was also for Fu Bo and Uncle Chen."

"Oh." Su Xiaobao speeded up.

On the side, looking at the pictures of two children making skin with one person and making dumplings with one person, Mr. Qin's eyes were stained with a smile.

But soon, Mr. Qin frowned slightly.

Looking at the clothes and sleeves of the two men rubbing against the chopping board, Mr. Qin couldn't bear it, and went into the kitchen to find two aprons.

"Stretch your hand."

Looking at the small hands stretched over with flour, Mr. Qin didn't want to give up, and he rolled up two sleeves for Subei.

"Okay, turn around." Mr. Qin put on an apron for his daughter.

After glancing at the son over there, Mr. Qin threw the apron directly: "After wearing it, get it."

Su Xiaobao: ...

Okay, for the sake of new clothes.

After finishing this, Mr. Qin began to try dumplings again.

After several trials, Mr. Qin has gradually found the knack, and the dumplings he made out are fully visible.

However, Su Xiaobao is still very disgusted with this, and intends to separate his package from that of Mr. Qin.

Here, Su Bei got a good skin, seeing that Su Xiaobao was moving fast, and Mr. Qin was making dumplings seriously. Su Bei's eyes shone, rubbing the flour on his hand, and Mimi pulled it out of her pocket With another badge, while Mr. Qin was not paying attention, Su Bei clipped the badge to Mr. Qin's clothing corner.

Looking at the words [Excellent Dad] above, Su Bei smiled and nodded secretly with satisfaction.

For his daughter's small actions, Mr. Qin chose to pretend not to notice.

...

Over there, Su Xiaobao, who found himself far ahead, began to float.

After grabbing a bit of dough, he started to make up.

Soon, two little (Nai) dog-faced little-faced people were born in Su Xiaobao's hands.

If the little fans at Su Xiaobao at school knew that they had "Su Shao" and this skill, they would probably explode, and all kinds of shouts: "Su Shao is so powerful", "Su Shao will do anything," "I want the little face man in Su Shao's hand", "Ah, the ball Su Shao will also give me a pinch" ...

For Su Xiaobao's skill, Su Bei has been surprised, and Su Xiaobao will pinch these two every time when making dumplings during the New Year.

Su Xiaobao arranged the two puppies side by side, hesitating a bit, and then grabbed a ball of dough and pinched a large one next to it.

"Okay? Okay, I'll take it in and steam it." Subei picked up the dog and looked at it.

A soft cute soft cute, a (milk Nai) fierce (milk Nai) fierce, as for the large one ... is really fierce.

But looking at Mr. Qin's appearance, it seems quite like it.

——

In the evening, New Year's Eve dinner was prepared by Subai.

Most of the workers who came to work in the house before went home for the Chinese New Year. Although they can also find someone to come over, they still have to think about it.

In addition to dumplings, Su Bei also fried a few other dishes.

Especially complicated and high-end Su Bei will not get it, but just such a few simple home cooking, also let Mr. Qin brag about it in the circle of friends.

Father and son, father and daughter, a simple table dishes, this atmosphere does not feel deserted at all, but very warm.

Looking at the two children, Mr. Qin's eyes overflowed with warmth.

——From his impression again, the relationship between Qin Jinguo and Yang Guizhi (Guan Guan) is not so harmonious. The atmosphere of the family celebrating the New Year together should be the first time in Qin Shao's memory.

"father."

"Yep?"

"Thank you." Su Bei raised the grape juice in his hands and said to Mr. Qin. The girl's bright eyes and the warm smile on her face seem to melt her heart.

"Thank you?" Mr. Qin raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Thank you Dad for keeping us and willing to feed us."

Su Xiaobao took Su Bei's words and added: "Thank you for not scorning us."

Wen Yan said, Mr. Qin couldn't help (gougou) raised his mouth, and he was very emotional: it should be that he wanted to thank these two children, thank them for their existence and coming, and chose him when facing the mother and father.

As for disgusting ...

It was a bit disgusting at first, but now, they are his pride.

——

The three men packed up the tableware, and Mr. Qin glanced at the time.

"Go, go upstairs."

"Ok?"

"Gift for you."

"Good!" The two brothers and sisters said in unison.

Originally, Su Bei thought that the gift Mr. Qin said was a physical thing, like the tie socks and ... underwear they gave.

As a result, as soon as he reached the top floor, a gorgeous firework was reflected on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and fell into the eyes of the two.

Then, over the entire Jingyuan, colorful fireworks bloomed.

"It's beautiful!" Su Bei said, looking up at the sky full of fireworks, looking up from the accident.

In the previous New Year, although Su Bei occasionally saw fireworks in the county, they were all seen from a distance. For the first time, Su Bei was so close to the fireworks, these dazzles seemed to be released above their heads. Let's take a closer look, the entire sight is filled with fireworks of five colors and six colors (colors), this feeling is not too dreamy.

"Dad", Subela took Mr. Laqin's arm: "Let's go outside and see."

Qin Shao: "It's cold outside, and it's the same here."

"Not the same, the fireworks only have to be seen outdoors to feel like being there."

Su Xiaobao also nodded in agreement.

Facing the rare persistence of his daughter, Mr. Qin finally nodded: "Go and add the clothes first."

It wasn't until he saw that Su Bei was wrapped like a ball, Mr. Qin led the two to the outdoor with satisfaction.

It was indeed cold outside, and Su Bei shivered as soon as he came out. Looking at the fireworks, people subconsciously squeezed beside Mr. Qin.

"Do you know it's cold?" Qin Shao looked down at Su Bei and chuckled lightly.

"is acceptable."

While Su Bei firmly stated that he was not cold, he kicked his chilled hands into Mr. Qin's coat pocket.

The next second, the cold hand was wrapped in a warm big hand.