As he said this, ah Chou took a dumpling skin and put the stuffing of pickled vegetables and pork on it. Then he moved it to Zhong Mingwei's face and slowly wrapped it. At the same time, he explained to him, "look, you can come from one side, hold a corner with your finger belly, and then knead it to the opposite side in turn. We eat it at home. We don't care about what looks good or not So I don't ask you to pack any flowers, just pinch the edges and corners, or you will find the stuffing in the pot. That's it... "
"Slow down a little bit," said Zhong Mingwei, holding the dumpling skin in his hand, while babbling at ah Chou's hand and clumsily holding the dumpling. "Slow down a little bit, you're too fast, I can't keep up with you."
"Where is it fast? I'm teaching you by hand, "ah Chou grumbled discontentedly, putting the wrapped dumplings on the table, and looking at Zhong Mingwei's suspected dumplings, sighed," forget it, talent is such a thing that you can't force it. You can't make dumplings, just roll the dumpling skin. "
"I don't want to pack yet!" Zhong Mingwei's temper also came up. He threw the ugly dumpling on the table, then picked up the rolling pin and began to roll the dumpling skin. He had a strong hand and was flexible. The dumpling skin rolled out was thin and round, which was perfect. Looking at the dumpling skin rolled out by himself, he was a little proud. He raised his chin to ah Chou, "how about that? Do I have the talent of making dumpling skin
"Yes, you have the talent to roll dumpling skin!" Ah ugly was busy with his heart, but he was in Tucao. You not only make complaints about the skin of dumplings, but you still have talent to eat.
"That's right," said Zhong Mingwei, looking at ah Chou and slowly rolling out the dumpling skin. "Husband and wife should pay attention to each other in everything. You can make dumplings, and I can roll out the dumpling skin. Isn't that right? I can't make dumplings better than you. By then, you won't feel comfortable. "
Zhong Mingwei found that he had a lot of words, and he didn't know when his mouth was broken. People who didn't say a few words all day before are now good enough to talk all day long. However, he doesn't think he is a talker. Who makes their little girls like to talk to themselves?
Hey, hey, hey!
But Zhong Mingwei is obviously wrong. It's all about women's hearts. Although a Chou is a half big girl, she has many thoughts.
"So..." Ah Chou slowly put down the dumplings, took a piece of dumpling skin, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with eyes. "The princess used to make dumplings very well, didn't she?"
"How do I know if she has a good bag?" Zhong Mingwei is going to die of depression. It's nothing to do with it. He said casually, but this girl can associate with it.
"Oh," ah Chou continued to muffle the dumplings, whispering, "haven't you ever eaten the dumplings she made?"
"Bang!"
Next second, Zhong Mingwei lost his rolling pin and leaned against the wall angrily. He didn't want to be ugly.
"Speak well. What kind of anger are you angry with?" Ah Chou took a look at him, put down the dumpling in his hand, and took a hazelnut out of the basket and peeled it. Then he put it into the man's mouth, "is it delicious?"
Zhong Mingwei gave her a white look and still ignored her, but he bit the hazelnut and picked up the rolling pin to continue rolling the dumpling skin.
"I'm such a greedy young man. I'll be coaxed by a hazelnut." Ah Chou shook his head and said with emotion. He lowered his head and continued to make dumplings.
The hazelnut in his mouth can't be swallowed, and Zhong Mingwei, who can't vomit up, can't: "..."
What to do?
I really want to hit the children today!
Is there anything particular about a dozen children at the beginning of the new year? Can you spank? Can you give me a few more shots?
Mr. Zhong is really in a hurry!
……
Those who are trying to beat their children will continue to roll the dough honestly. A Chou he has a lot of noodles and has prepared several fillings. This time, he plans to make more dumplings. Ningguta is very cold, and he is not afraid of the dumplings being broken, so he won't have to make noodles in the future. Besides, a Chou feels that it will be inconvenient for him in a few days I can't get up in the morning. It's convenient to cook dumplings directly.