"Sister, when will our family eat fan balls?" Xiao Wanyu shouted at Qianqiu who was looking at the store as soon as he got home, and Qiandai behind him tried to shut him up, but failed.

"Fan Fan Yuan?" Qianqiu's days are very mixed, the winter solstice has passed for a week, and she doesn't feel a trace of it, in the past, every year on the winter solstice, their family will make a lot of Fan Fan Yuan, but this year, Qianqiu's right hand is completely weak, I'm afraid it will disappoint the little ones. Although Qiandai can wrap it, she is completely amateur in how to knead the powder and how to fry the ingredients.

"That's right, the dim sum that the kindergarten ate this afternoon is Fan Fan Balls, and the director said that many families will make it...... It's delicious, Wan Yu still wants to eat it again!" When it came to Fan Fan Yuan, Wan Yu looked drooling.

"If Wanyu wants to eat, then Qiandai will go around here and have a look, there should be some for sale......" Qianqiu smiled awkwardly, hugged Xiao Wanyu's hair and said.

"No, no...... I just want to eat what I made at home......" I don't know what's wrong, Wan Yu suddenly felt a little abnormal, dragging Qianqiu's pajamas and kept being coquettish.

"Don't you see that your sister is sick now, how can you have the strength to do it for you!" Seeing Wan Yu's appearance, Qian Dai behind him suddenly became a little impatient and yelled at him.

"......" was suddenly yelled, Wan Yu was stunned for a moment, tears poured out like a spring, buried his head in Qianqiu's arms aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice, "However, Xiaoyezi's mother also did it yesterday...... Her mother taught her how to wrap it......"

"Okay, don't be angry with Qiandai......" Qianqiu's eyes suddenly turned a little red, hugged Wanyu and smiled, "Since Xiao Wanyu wants to eat...... Then let's do it together this weekend!" When Xiao Wanyu was born, his mother died of dystocia, he never experienced what maternal love was, his memory was full of sisters, maybe he had subtly regarded Zhao Qianqiu as his mother, and the only person he could coquettish was probably her.

"Don't spoil him too much, he said that he could go out and buy it, if he has to be so hypocritical, he must ......do it at home," Qiandai said aggressively before entering the house, but after all, Wanyu is still young now, and there will be times when he is not sensible.

"Okay, don't we still have your brother Qinghe......" Qianqiu said this sentence naturally, but when she realized it, she found that she subconsciously relied on Qinghe even deeper. She felt that she was very cheeky when she blindly accepted Qinghe's help, and knew that she couldn't reciprocate, but she still accepted it silently.

"What's the matter, Qiandai seems to be angry?" Wanli walked behind them, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard Qiandai's loud voice and Wan Yu's aggrieved expression, knowing that Qian Dai must have bullied Wan Yu again.

"I didn't get angry, I just spoke a little loudly...... "The child has never had an overnight feud, and now he quarrels a few words, and it didn't take long for him to love each other again." Qiandai is now in her third year of junior high school, and the pressure must be a little big, and she will bring her two younger brothers back after school every day, which is inevitably a little irritable.

After Wanli entered the house, Qianqiu took a tissue to wipe Wanyu's crying face, "Okay, don't cry anymore, if you want to eat, my sister will make it for you, but we don't have sweet potatoes at home, so I want my aunt to send some over, and the task of calling will be handed over to you." ”

"En......" Wan Yu nodded, took the mobile phone handed over by Zhao Qianqiu, she had already connected the phone in advance, and was waiting for him to speak.

"Hey, Qianqiu, what's wrong?" was my aunt's voice on the other side of the phone, she usually had to go to work in the factory, and she hadn't come over for several days recently because Qinghe could cook decent dishes.

"Auntie, it's me, Wan Yu ......"

"Wan Yu, what's wrong, is my sister unwell?"

"No discomfort, my sister said when you have time to send some sweet potatoes, we want to eat sweet potato balls. ”

"If you want to eat it, my aunt will send it to you......" On the other end of the phone, my aunt hesitated slightly, she had sent some sweet potatoes before, mainly to cook sweet potato porridge or sweet potato rice, the quantity is not very much, and now I am afraid there is not much left. It's very convenient to send sweet potatoes in the past, but with Qianqiu's current body, I'm afraid I can't even knead the noodles.

"Hmm...... No need, we'll make ...... ourselves" Wan Yu shook his head and quickly rejected his aunt's proposal.

"What should I do if my sister is not in good health?" Talking to children, my aunt is always patient, if Qiandai is in a hurry, I am afraid that she will beat someone.

"When the time comes, we will do it with Qing and my brother, and my sister only needs to be in charge of supervising the side......" his sister said casually, and he quickly wrote it down, as if there was really such a thing.

"Okay then, I see, I'll get it for you in the evening......"

"I'm going to have to bring some more......"

"Got it!"

"Are you talking badly about me?" As soon as Qinghe entered the door, he heard who Xiao Wanyu was talking to on the phone, talking about Qinghe and his brother or something, so he asked jokingly.

"So you can't say bad things about others, say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will be ......there" Zhao Qianqiu put away the mobile phone handed back by Wan Yu and answered Qinghe's question just now.

"Are you really speaking ill of me?" asked Qinghe as he squatted down and pinched Wan Yu's smiling face.

"I didn't ......" Wan Yu grimaced, and then ran into the back room.

"Did you drink the big bone broth I made for you in the morning today?" When there were only two of them, Qinghe asked in a low voice, touching Zhao Qianqiu's forehead to see if she had a fever.

"I drank it, but it tasted a little weird after putting angelica, astragalus and wolfberry, and I felt okay after drinking it...... "Qinghe stewed a whole barrel bone in the morning, thinking, if Qianqiu didn't finish drinking, let the children drink a little bit at night, this kind of soup that replenishes qi and blood, drinking it is always good for the body.

"Medicinal food, it's probably like this......" Qinghe smiled awkwardly, he put the bones in the stew pot in the morning, set the time and went to work, as for the taste, he didn't taste it, because he was afraid of being late, he hurriedly went out, but it was all made according to the printed recipe, and there shouldn't be any big problems.

"En......" Zhao Qianqiu nodded, and then smiled, "There is something I want to discuss with you, Wan Yu said that he wants to eat Fan Fan Yuan, I probably can't knead the dough with this hand, so I can only rely on you......"

"Me?" Qinghe hurriedly waved his hand, "I can't do it at all, I tried it when we were at home before, it's a complete waste of food......"

"I'll help you control the proportions or something, you just have to be responsible for kneading. For fillings, cut them into cubes first, then fry them in oil, and let them cool until they are full. Zhao Qianqiu looked at the door of the inner room and found that no one was there, so he leaned into Qinghe's ear and whispered, "Wan Yu seems to be looking forward to it, I used to do it every year, I guess he still remembers...... Today he listened to Xiao Yezi in kindergarten and said that her mother taught her how to pack it last night, and it seems that she also wants to do it herself......"

"Got it, then I'll give it a try......" Kiyowa nodded, Chiaki rarely made a request to himself, and once she did, he would never refuse. When it comes to fan dumplings, he remembers that his mother seems to like them a lot, but she doesn't grow sweet potatoes at home, so she only makes a few occasionally, and everyone tastes them and it's over. Of course, he never thought about learning, he always felt that there was a mother anyway, and it didn't matter if he didn't have to learn, but when he couldn't eat anymore, his heart was full of regrets.