She rubbed her frozen fingers, turned around, and ran towards the house she rented.

The pot was still boiling water, and if the water was boiled dry after a while, the pot would burn out, and even if she wanted to eat instant noodles, she wouldn't even have boiling water.

The pot was uncovered, but fortunately, the water was not yet boiling, and there might be a while.

Pulled over a stool, she sat down, and wrapped the dumplings, Chinese New Year's Eve, she remembered, every year at this time, her mother will make delicious dumplings for her to eat, she likes to eat shrimp dumplings the most, so, every year, my mother has to wrap a lot of this trap.

And this year's one is called dumplings, and she wraps it herself.

She made leek eggs, shrimp traps, and pork three fresh traps, which should not be unpalatable.

She couldn't help laughing, how many can she eat, get so many traps, it's really the New Year, today she has a big fat year.

In fact, she is still a little confident in her craft, although it is not as good as the skills of the chefs in the shop, but these homely meals, she feels that she can take a shot, at this time the pot is boiling, she opens the lid of the pot, and in an instant, the heat in the pot comes out.

At this time, Bai Mengyao suddenly felt the warmth of home.

Although it is her own year, a person's dumplings.

She put the wrapped dumplings in the pot, waited for the dumplings to float, and waited for the dumplings to cook.

She doesn't have a TV or a computer, so she can only sit in front of the window, eat dumplings, and watch the fireworks outside, or the snowflakes that are pouring less, she is experiencing the taste of the New Year, she is reminiscing about everything in a year, she is thinking about the past, those things that belong to a long time ago......

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and she didn't eat the half-eaten dumplings anymore.

Putting down the bowl, she opened the pot again and put the rest of the dumplings into the pot.

"I'm sorry I forgot about you,"

"I'm lonely, and you must be lonely."

"However, I want to be better than you, at least, I have called dumplings to eat, but you have nothing."

She mixed the cool dumplings with some scallion oil and put them in a disposable lunch box, two lunch boxes, one for dumplings, and one for the juice she concocted, with this dumpling, it was very delicious, this is what she learned from Master Chen, it seems to be Master Chen's unique skill, so she learned it for nothing, not without tuition.

She packed the lunch box in a bag and went out like that.

Thousands of homes are lit up and fireworks are brilliant.

At this time, every family was reuniting for the New Year, and there were hardly many people on the road, only the yellow light of the street lamp illuminated the footprints she walked out one after another, and the snow continued to fall.

The road was slippery in the snow, she walked very carefully and slowly, and she was even more afraid that she would go in a hurry, and the things she was carrying in her hand would fall.

It doesn't matter if she falls, but these dumplings fall, and on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, some people will not be able to eat them.

Bring your own mask.

She stepped forward, her hands clenched in the air, but she never knew how to knock on the door.

The snow seemed to be bigger, and the wind blowing on her face was also tingling cold, Bai Mengyao wrapped the scarf around her neck, she took a few breaths gently, put the lunch box in her arms on the ground, and then knocked on the door a few times, and when she heard the slight footsteps inside, she hurriedly hid aside.