Ding Xueming saw that Zhao Hui's eyes were not very good, and he regretted it, he was annoyed that he didn't hold back, "Mom, Mom." ”

Xiao Rourou and Wang Ying had already supported Zhao Hui at the moment when Zhao Hui's expression was wrong, "Aunt Zhao, Aunt Zhao, are you okay?" Xiao Rourou really regretted it, why did she get up so early and get involved in this matter, but now it's okay, it's really a big problem.

Zhao Hui tried hard to steady her breathing, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just dizzy for a while, did you really see them, they all went?" ”

Ding Xueming heard his mother say that it was okay, stared at the floor vigorously, and heard Zhao Hui's question, "Mom, it's okay, don't think about it so much, maybe my uncle is a temporary treat, and he didn't have time to inform us, if I went to pay New Year's greetings yesterday, he would definitely invite us." ”

Zhao Hui slowly walked to the edge of the chair and did it, listening to her son's words of apology, she waved her hand weakly, "Your uncle is not a temporary guest, he must have notified them a long time ago, if you went to visit the New Year yesterday and brought something a little rich, maybe they would have notified, but he did this without taking your nephew in his eyes, since this is the case, then let's not go, let's not treat." "Now my son is in a good hurry, although the photo studio does not make too much money, but it is always more than being a worker, and my brothers and sisters did not see a few of them polite when they were taking advantage of the benefits, and they didn't even say hello to the guests, do you have to wait for the son to go to the New Year yesterday to inform him?

Ding Xueming had been thinking about how to stay away from that group of vampire-like relatives, to be honest, he just found out that his uncle's house had a treat today, and then learned that he didn't notify his family at all, he deliberately didn't go to his uncle's house yesterday to pay New Year's greetings, but he didn't expect that they really didn't even notify him, which made Ding Xueming feel that even God was on his side, but now that he heard what his mother said, Ding Xueming suddenly felt that he was a little out of line, knowing that his mother's heart was soft, why did he force his mother to say something loose.

Ding Xueming was a little annoyed in his heart, feeling that he was really in a hurry, why did he say such a thing in front of Xiao Rourou, "Mom, I'm really embarrassed about that." ”

Zhao Hui looked at her son's face and apologized, and a little understood that it was not possible for her son to go to pay New Year's greetings early this morning, in addition to the relationship between herself, there should be another reason that her son knew about their relationship with today's treat, otherwise her son would not have looked at him, "You don't need to apologize, your uncle and they are already too much." ”

"Since they look down on us, we didn't rush to pat their ass." Although Ding Xueming made a little move, but for Zhao Hui, it was his own son, if it wasn't for their bad brains first, even if their son wanted to calculate them, there would be no way to calculate them in place, "In this way, the family is still cold, and I save a lot of effort." Every time she invites relatives to dinner, Zhao Hui has to rest for a day to recover, she is too tired, and Zhao Hui can't say it to Ding Xueming, otherwise her son may be mad.

"What did I invite them to do, just I went to pay New Year's greetings, cousins and cousins have never come to visit the New Year, or they brought some fruit to cheat some New Year's money, and after our family invited guests, they directly sent a fruit together and had a meal." Anyway, Wang Hui and they have already heard some words, and Ding Xueming has no need to hide it, "So Mom, let's make all the jellyfish at home, I can drink with Uncle Wang, by the way, there is still some rice bar at home, Mom, you and Aunt Zhao will drink rice wine together, Rourou, Xiaoying, Xiaohui, you can also drink some, it's a good rice wine." ”

Rice wine, Xiao Rourou knew that although the alcohol content of this thing was not very high, it was quite strong, "Then I'll drink less." "I don't know what the rice wine recommended by Ding Xueming tastes, it should be good.

Wang Ying waited until the topic was over, and then whispered, "Sister, let's make pumpkin pie." "It's not that Wang Ying is in a hurry to eat, but she will go back to Brother Ding's house to help wash the vegetables or something, so she won't be able to eat the pumpkin pie made by her sister.

"Done." Xiao Rourou didn't say a word after asking Ding Xueming for a pumpkin, and then began to deal with the pumpkin, originally Xiao Rourou looked at such a big pumpkin pie and felt a little wasteful, "Let's eat pumpkin porridge with pumpkin pie for lunch, Aunt Zhao, you can also go back after eating lunch here." ”

Zhao Hui actually wanted to go back early, after what happened just now, Zhao Hui always felt that there was no face in front of Xiao Rourou, but Wang Ying's girl stared at herself, hoping that she would let go, and then think that if she left like this, maybe her son would be annoyed, "Okay, then I'll try your craftsmanship again today." ”

After Xiao Rourou heard this reply, she quickly disposed of the pumpkin, put the pumpkin and rice in a large pot and put it on the stove to start cooking, and she began to prepare the pumpkin pie with all her heart.

Ding Xueming watched Xiao Rourou keep kneading the flour, and saw that she was sweating on her forehead in such a cold day, and knew that she must be very tired, "Come on, do you want to mix the pumpkin and these flours evenly?" ”

Xiao Rourou was already a little out of breath, and when she just wanted to call Wang Hui to take over, she didn't expect Ding Xueming to snatch the basin, but Xiao Rourou was taken aback, "Mmmm, yes." "It's good to have someone to help, especially such a strong young man, it's a loss if you don't call it, and Ding Xueming also has to eat the things he makes, "Thank you, Brother Ding." ”

"It's fine." Although Ding Xueming had never kneaded flour, but after watching Xiao Rourou do it for a while, he also understood a little, although the gesture was a little rusty at first, but under Xiao Rourou's guidance, he soon operated in a decent way.

Zhao Hui was frightened when she saw that her son would help knead the flour, she was a little angry in her heart, she made rice balls on the winter solstice, why didn't she see this stinky and stingy fart who said that she wanted to help us knead the flour (now Zhao Hui completely forgot that when she made rice balls, Ding Xueming was doing business outside), Zhao Hui kept humming in her heart at this moment, and she decided not to politely call her son when she made dumplings or rice balls by herself next time.

Wang Hui looked at Brother Ding, who was very amazing in their minds, and he was deeply excited, he felt that he should really talk to Brother Ding's friends, and it was expected that they would all scare a group of people, but Wang Hui didn't feel strange about Brother Ding's capable behavior, because at home, such physical work was either done by his father or by himself.

Wang Ying also thinks it's normal, every time the flour for dumplings at home is kneaded by her father.

Xiao Rourou sat on the stool and wanted to take a breath, she inadvertently swept around and found that Zhao Hui's eyes looking at Ding Xueming were a little strange, Xiao Rourou didn't understand it at first, but soon she remembered that the Ding family used to be people who migrated from the north, and the people over there insisted that housework was done by women, although such rules are not very insistent in the Ding family now, but in the eyes of Aunt Zhao, it is a bit too much to let Ding Xueming help do this if she is not modest, Xiao Rourou's arm is still a little sour, She could only hope that Wang Hui would take the initiative to stand up and say that he wanted to knead the dough, but unfortunately Wang Hui didn't look at it, and no one accepted Xiao Rourou's behavior of giving a look.

"Mom, don't make dumplings while I'm not at home in the future, you see your son and flour are also very good." I don't know if it was a little bit of a relationship before, Ding Xueming felt that his arm was a little sore, so he took the opportunity to talk to Zhao Hui, stopped and said to Zhao Hui very seriously, "Don't worry about your son, I will do kitchen work, in fact, I have received a lot of education in it, and I do a lot of work." Ding Xueming wanted to tell Zhao Hui that he was not in a hurry to make the dumplings, and he could get them when he went home, but Zhao Hui was in a hurry, and he didn't want Ding Xueming to do the kitchen work, so he made the dumplings while he was guarding in the store, which made Ding Xueming very frustrated.

When Zhao Hui heard Ding Xueming say this, he understood that it was not that his son didn't want to help him with flour, but that he had never given a chance to come, and this time he would help Xiao Rourou knead the flour, and he also wanted to let himself know that he would do these jobs, so Zhao Hui's mood suddenly changed a lot, "Okay, but you didn't knead it well enough this time, continue." ”

"Mom, let me rest, by the way, do you want to put any fillings in it?" Ding Xueming listened to his mother's unkind words, he was about to faint, didn't he see that our arms didn't move, Ding Xueming quickly changed the topic.

"Red bean paste?" Xiao Rourou said, "But then it will feel sweeter, and there are no red beans now." "Nowadays, people don't have any concept of tonic, so they think it's good to be able to eat a full stomach.

Put red bean paste, this is really not there, Ding Xueming thought for a while, "Is it okay to put meat?" That's pretty good, too. ”

Pumpkin pie with minced meat? Xiao Rourou gasped coldly, "Do you think it's sweet on the outside and salty on the inside?" If Wang Hui likes to eat, I don't mind. "Anyway, the meat is not homemade, at most I can make two kinds of pumpkin pie.

"I don't want to eat it." Wang Hui immediately objected, originally he was a little looking forward to eating a new type of pumpkin pie after listening to Ding Xueming's words, but now after listening to Sister Rourou's words, he felt that Sister Rourou, who had been in the kitchen, had experience, and following Brother Ding's words, Wang Hui felt that he should not be able to eat pumpkin pie in the future, because Brother Ding had lost his expectations for pumpkin pie.

Ding Xueming saw that Wang Hui was so faceless, and felt that he was a little embarrassed about face, so he immediately grabbed Wang Hui, "Come and help knead the flour." "Hmph, if you don't support us, you have to get some education.