The largest shopping mall in the city is crowded with people. The radio in the stadium plays the joyful Chinese New Year music, Chinese red decorations are all over the eyes, the center of the mall hangs giant Chinese knots and lanterns, and the merchants also decorate the shops in a festive and auspicious manner.

Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is also the first day of the Spring Festival holiday, and people are rushing to make up for the New Year goods on the end of the year.

In the supermarket in the mall, there are even more customers, and there are long queues of people in front of more than ten cash registers. In the supermarket, in front of the shelves of candy and all kinds of New Year's goods, the crowd is even denser.

Sun Zhenhao pushed the shopping cart and walked in front, Su Xin followed behind him, and was washed away by the surging crowd many times, but fortunately, Sun Zhenhao was tall and tall, standing out from the crowd, and Su Xin would soon be able to find his goal.

When Su Xin got separated from him for the one hundred and first time and returned, Sun Zhenhao finally couldn't help but take her hand and put her hand under the hem of his clothes under her puzzled gaze.

"Catch. He said.

Su Xin obediently complied, she was like a kindergarten child traveling, pulling the corner of his clothes and following closely.

The two overcame all difficulties and finally came to the stall selling fresh fruits and vegetables. Su Xin's goal is very clear, she picked up a few large boxes of green and red peppers, and put them in the shopping cart, Sun Zhenhao smiled helplessly, and selected Chinese cabbage, cauliflower, mushrooms, etc.

After buying vegetables, the two moved to the fresh meat area, Sun Zhenhao doesn't eat meat, Su Xin is influenced by him, and he doesn't like meat very much recently, but he hastily took a few boxes of mutton slices, pork belly and quick-frozen meatballs.

"Brother, do you want to make dumplings at night?" Su Xin asked behind him, tugging at the hem of his clothes.

"Hmm. Sun Zhenhao saw that the crowd was surging over again, and quietly pulled her to his side by half an inch.

"Do we buy flour and rub the skin ourselves, or do we buy ready-made dumpling skins?" Su Xin asked thoughtfully.

"Buy a little each. ”

"That's fine, if you don't have enough time, use ready-made ones. ”

The two of them selected the materials needed to make dumplings, and Su Xin also threw a bag of dumplings into the car, saying, "If you can't catch up, you can have a backup." ”

"What else to buy?" Sun Zhenhao asked, Su Xin checked the items in the shopping cart and muttered:

"Almost......"

"Do you eat hot pot at night?" Sun Zhenhao woke her up with a word, and Su Xin hurriedly said:

"Oh! yes, I haven't bought a hot pot base yet!"

So I added a few packs of spicy hot pot and clear soup hot pot base ingredients, and this time there was no omission. The two pushed the shopping cart to check out, and Su Xin obediently followed behind Sun Zhenhao, feeling the envious eyes floating from all directions from time to time.

Speaking of which, this is the second time she has hung out in public with Sun Zhenhao – the first time was at the Hong Kong Animation Festival. Sun Zhenhao, whose beauty value is off the charts, can attract the eyes of countless everywhere he passes, and at the same time, the eyes on Su Xin are mainly jealous and disdainful.

Su Xin couldn't help but stare at several long-tongued women not far away, and the sound of their broken thoughts crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to break through the noise interference, and clearly entered her ears-

"That's his girlfriend, isn't it......"

"Not worthy of it at all. ”

"Is this handsome guy a pedophile?"

"He's so short, the genes of the handsome guy have been ruined!"

"Yes, all the good dishes are arched to the pigs. ”

"It doesn't look good, that face looks like a meat bun. ”

"The taste of a handsome guy is really unique enough, it's hard to understand......"

The more they talked, the more popular they became, and Su Xin's cute baby face was criticized as a meat bun face. Su Xin knows that she is not a good match with Sun Zhenhao, and she doesn't need to be like him, but is it the turn of this group of eight women to break her mouth?

She couldn't get angry, so she deliberately leaned on Sun Zhenhao's back, and Sun Zhenhao, who was lining up, shook slightly, and looked back at her.

"What's wrong?"

Su Xin gritted her teeth: "Some people want to see us make out and be affectionate." ”

"Really?" Sun Zhenhao also heard the gossip floating over there, he turned sideways cooperatively, Su Xin deliberately stood on tiptoe, grabbed his open trench coat with both hands, and rubbed on him like a coquette. She buried her face in his bosom, and glanced obliquely at the women, and saw that their faces were scattered with boredom.

The good dish was arched by the meat buns! Are you satisfied? Su Xin snorted proudly in her heart. The provocative goal was achieved, she stood up straight and left his embrace without hesitation, not noticing Sun Zhenhao's constantly flickering eyes.

When I got home from the supermarket, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The kitchen was full of aroma, and Sun Zhenhao had already stewed the soup in the morning. After everything was put away, he began to busily prepare the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen, while Su Xin rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the hot pot utensils he had bought earlier.

Sun Zhenhao wore a gray sweater and a white shirt underneath, and he rolled up his sleeves to reveal a slender and strong little arm. I saw him holding a kitchen knife in his right hand, pressing his left hand on the pad, a washed cabbage was placed horizontally on it, and he raised the knife in his hand -

Tuk Tuk Tuk ......

The cabbage was chopped quickly, and the universal robot Sun Zhenhao chopped vegetables at the level of a chef.

Su Xin held a mandarin duck hot pot with a Tai Chi pattern, standing in the dishwashing sink on the side and brushing it, the hot pot was useless for a while, and a lot of dust had accumulated.

Sun Zhenhao saw it and asked casually:

"When did you buy it?"

"Last time it was my birthday. Su Xin turned her head and replied while washing, adding: "It's the time when you and Sister Yayun went to Dubai for a vacation." ”

"......" Sun Zhenhao chuckled in his heart, there was no more speech.

"It's pretty easy to use. After Su Xin finished speaking with a smile, she whistled and continued to wash the pot happily. It's Sun Zhenhao, and the action of chopping vegetables is obviously not so neat.

After Su Xin washed it, she asked, "Brother, will you eat on the coffee table later?" ”

"Can ......"

Su Xin took the induction cooker and pot out, the line of the induction cooker was not long enough, Su Xin began to look for plugs all over the house, Sun Zhenhao said: "I'll get it." ”

He set up the stove, plugged it in, and after setting up the pot, he poured the soup stock from the soup pot into it, and Su Xin did not forget to add spicy ingredients to half of it.

The spicy smell filled the room, and Su Xin took a deep breath of satisfaction.

The hot pot soup had to be stewed for a while, and seeing that it was already dark, the two began to carry out the traditional project necessary for the Spring Festival - making dumplings.

The dumpling skin and filling are all made by Sun Zhenhao, and in order to facilitate the operation, the dumplings should be made at the dining table. There are two plates of stuffing on the table, one is the vegan stuffing that Sun Zhenhao eats, and the other is carrot and celery pork belly. The two put on disposable sanitary gloves and sat at their usual eating positions.

Sun Zhenhao maintains a meticulous attitude in everything, and pinching a dumpling is no exception, from putting the filling to rolling the edges, to pinching and compacting, all of which are clean and neat. The white porcelain plate quickly slowed down his work, and Sun Zhenhao wrapped the traditional "lock-edge dumplings", accurate to the size and lace of each one.

Su Xinke is not so honest, she first made up a few "ingots dumplings", some big and small, placed on small plates, and named herself:

"It's full of gold. ”

Then he took a small pair of scissors, pinched and cut the ground, and poured out a gorgeous dumpling like a peony flower. After she got it done, she named it with satisfaction:

"Flowers bloom richly. ”

Sun Zhenhao looked at it, and it was really vivid. Su Xin made a few peony flowers, and changed the pattern, this time it was more complicated, Sun Zhenhao watched her flexible fingers pinch and roll at the same time, and the originally ordinary dumplings gradually showed a unique shape.

Su Xin picked up the diced radish on the side, inlaid them on both ends of the dumplings, and finally showed him happily:

"Look, what is this?"

The shape of the dumpling was easy to identify, and Sun Zhenhao blurted out: "Goldfish?"

"There are fish every year. Su Xin corrected.

"Hmm...... It's really ......" Sun Zhenhao smiled, thinking that this little girl is too talented.

Su Xin put the little goldfish on the plate, made a few more one after another, and identified them by herself:

"This is Daddy Fish, this is Mother Fish, this is Baby Fish~~"

Sun Zhenhao smiled and asked: "Did you do this when you used to celebrate the New Year?"

"Huh?" Su Xin, who was plating, raised his head and nodded seriously: "Yes, every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, I follow my mother to wrap it." ”

really said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, Su Xin mentioned his mother, and Wu Huiping's phone called.