"Well, do you want anything more?" She raised her eyes and asked Tang Yuzhi, but her heart was glad that she was wearing a mask now, otherwise, she really didn't know how to face this man.

"No thanks," he said, turning around and walking towards the table, but he was sensitive to the fact that the woman behind him had been staring at his back, no, it couldn't be said to be a woman now, just a little girl.

He placed the dish on the table.

When Su Junxi saw so many dishes, his eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"That's so much meat, it's enough for me to make up."

"Yes," Tang Yu folded a dish forward, "pig's trotters, so as to make up for your hooves." ”

"Yes, that's ......" Su Junxi didn't know that he was being laughed at all, he picked up a piece of pig's trotters and ate it, by the way, he still felt a little idle eating his mouth here, "You say, who is the one who gave you a sweater?" ”

"I don't know." Tang Yu ate lightly, his words were light, his expression was also light, and there was not even a trace of excessive ups and downs.

"And will you be able to receive it next year?" Su Junxi couldn't help but ask again.

"I don't know."

"It's boring." Su Junxi pouted.

"Why don't you sue the guy who sent you, and let him knit one more set next year, no, knit one set now, give it to me, you see ......me," he tugged at his clothes, "I don't have a sweater like yours yet." ”

"Okay," Tang Yuzhen agreed to this time, quite simply.

"Really."

"Yes."

Su Junxi's eyebrows and smiles were just Tang Yu's next sentence, which made the smile on Su Junxi's face freeze there.

"You find him."

"Me?" Su Junxi pointed at himself. "How do I know, how do I find it?"

Tang Yu folded the green tea on the table and drank it.

"I don't know."

"It's the same as not saying it," Su Junxi turned his grief and anger into food, constantly stuffing things into his mouth, and he was not afraid of supporting himself to death.

It is said that dumplings are to be eaten on the day of the winter solstice, and after eating dumplings, you will not freeze your ears.

And people in the north are also particular about this day, and they will eat dumplings.

In the school cafeteria, almost every stall will also make dumplings and sell them to students on this day. Of course, Master Chen's stall is the same.

"Yes," Master Chen nodded from time to time.

"This pack is still like a look, a little like my method."

Bai Mengyao just laughed, she was embarrassed to laugh, in fact, it was originally his, she learned it in her previous life, or he taught her one by one, her dumplings can be wrapped so well, of course, because this master taught her well.

"Well, pack more, it may be in short supply."

Master Chen patted her on the shoulder, and this time she went inside to get busy again.

Bai Mengyao's bag is non-stop.

Making dumplings is actually not too tiring work, but after a long time of wrapping, she will feel a little sore legs and sleepy hands, she pulled the stool on the side and sat down, and continued to wrap it.

"Master, can I eat shrimp?"

"Okay, go pack it yourself," Master Chen's voice came from inside.

Okay, Bai Mengyao's eyes lit up, her favorite thing to eat was shrimp dumplings, and it was still her mother's unique job, she unceremoniously took out shrimp, leeks, very tender garlic sprouts, and an egg from the refrigerator.