"Howling and howling, be careful of bad voices, a villain is crazy. ”

Song Cizheng sighed to himself, and his mouth was stuffed into a licorice apricot, and then the whole person was picked off and fell into the hands of his father with a sour face.

Song Ci instinctively showed a good smile, and coaxed sweetly:

"Dad, I want to kill you!"

Well, if you don't see each other for a day, she didn't lie.

Song Chunan smiled in his eyes, but he was unforgiving:

"What's the thought?"

Song Ci skillfully pointed to his heart and pointed to his head, and he didn't need to make a draft of sweet words:

"I think here, I think here. ”

In the end, he pouted and kissed to prove it.

Song Chunan couldn't hold back, leaned over to catch it, and was not satisfied with the other side of his face, urging silently.

Song Porcelain also gave it a bit, and the two of them were silly and happy with satisfaction.

Li Shengnan covered his face and didn't look at it, but Li Shenxing had a small expression of envy.

He Wanli glanced at the old leader teasingly, and his eyes were full of fun:

Look, this is the object of your old suspicions, don't you look like the second fool at the head of the village?

The big leader glanced at him casually, and said in his heart who the two fools laughed at?

The performance was very successful, and the rest of the time, everyone went to the canteen to make dumplings and have dinner in the evening.

"I want to eat pork and green onions!"

Song Ci looked at the oily meat filling, and his saliva was a little uncontrollable.

"I eat carrot stuffing!"

Li Shenxing was also brought to be more lively, and he dared to order food loudly.

"Whatever you want to eat, make your own. ”

Song Chunan said without raising his eyelids, rolling the dumpling skin slowly in his hand, and it was meticulous one by one.

The rolled dumpling wrapper is as round as if drawn with a compass, and there is an unbiased circular protrusion in the middle, which can really be said to be the best in the dumpling wrapper. Latest

It's just that the speed is completely incomparable to other soldiers.

Li Shengnan picked up the dumpling wrappers he had rolled out, slowly smoothed the filling, folded the dumpling wrappers in half, and then pinched them one by one.

When she wrapped a dumpling and put it aside, it happened that Song Chun'an's next dumpling skin was also rolled out.

The tacit understanding between the two of them perfectly explains what it means to work with men and women without getting tired, and others can't plug in at all.

This person refers to Song Ci and the newcomer Li Shenxing.

Song Ci is accustomed to refusing the new dog food sent by her parents, and she still has to keep her belly to eat dumplings.

"Brother go!"

Song Ci wittily pulled away his little cousin, squeezed in one table after another to take a look, took out two spare dumpling skins, and then went to another table, picked up his favorite meat filling and wrapped it in.

Song Ci found that this table is a treasure of feng shui. Not to mention that there are acquaintances around, there is always a surplus of dumpling skins!

That's right, this table is the crutch dance children's dance team led by Mr. Yang.

Teacher Yang is a clever housewife at a glance, the dumpling skin is rolled out so fast, the left and right hands have a wonderful sense of rhythm, and after a while, a dumpling skin flies out, and it looks like it is almost stacked into two small hills.

The children of the dance team each have a dumpling wrapper, and they are all immersed in learning to make dumplings.

In contrast, Song porcelain became the crane that stood out from the crowd.

Although she wraps it slowly, and the dumplings are almost bigger than her claws, the finished product is decent, a beautiful and full crescent shape, and it will not leak sideways.

Teacher Yang praised and praised, but the other children were not convinced, but their skills were not as good as others, so they could only hold back and continue to work hard.

Unexpectedly, Li Shenxing's dumplings were also wrapped beautifully.

It can be seen that he is also the first time to pack, but he is full of patience and dexterity of his fingers, and he slowly gets more and more hands-on, and has become a good helper of Mr. Yang.

The dumplings wrapped in Song porcelain are all placed on the bamboo curtain sprinkled with dry noodles, neatly arranged in a row, and the size and spacing are exactly the same, which makes it even more beautiful to look at.

Song Ci counted them one by one with great interest:

"One, two, three, four, five, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Heaven and earth are divided up and down, and the sun and moon shine on the present and the ancient. ”

The child next to him who was not convinced and did not do well was already anxious, and when he heard that she was still singing, he immediately made a small report to the teacher:

"Teacher, she sang wrong! It should be one, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight the tiger, the tiger can't fight, and the little squirrel is beaten! Song Ci is a fool!"

Well, the focus is on the last sentence.