Wang Xiaotie unscrewed the faucet and adjusted the water flow to the minimum, almost in the form of water droplets. Then hold the basin in one hand and stir quickly with the index finger and middle finger of the other hand in the basin.

This is Wang Xiaotie's first time making pimple soup, although he knows the method, but he has no experience. In order to succeed once, Wang Xiaotie can only come little by little, even if it takes trouble, he doesn't care.

Panting and finally stirring all the flour in the small basin into tiny gnocchi, Wang Xiaotie couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu often practices the dexterity of his right hand! Otherwise, you won't have to get tired today? ”

Wang Xiaotie was a little proud, after the gnocchi was made, then the rest would be much simpler!

After washing his hands, brushing the wok, and filling it with water, Wang Xiaotie lit the natural gas.

The flames were licking the bottom of the wok. Wang Xiaotie began to chop the carefully selected vegetable leaves with a knife.

After a while, the fire boiled the water in the wok, and Wang Xiaotie hurriedly turned the flame to the minimum.

Then he opened the lid of the pot and took the spoon and the little basin to the pot.

Little by little, the tiny gnocchi was stirred into the boiling water, and Wang Xiaotie stirred it in the pot a few times from time to time to prevent the gnocchi from clumping together.

When all the gnocchi in the basin were all put into the pot, Wang Xiaotie immediately put the diced vegetables in it, and then began to add edible salt to the small spoon of Wang.

Because they are all children, the food should not be too salty, but it must also be delicious so that it can be swallowed.

Wang Xiaotie could only add salt little by little, and scoop out a little soup with a spoon from time to time to taste the taste.

"It would be perfect if there were two eggs!"

Wang Xiaotie couldn't help but think that there would always be a few broken eggs in the pimple soup made by his mother, which would taste more delicious.

However, the conditions are limited, and now it can only be like this.

Tasted a piece of gnocchi with his mouth, feeling that it was already cooked, Wang Xiaotie turned off the heat and began to serve the bowl.

"Come on! Girls! It's time to eat! The Boss took them to wash their hands! ”

Wang Xiaotie walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of hot pimple soup and placed the bowls on the old dining table.

"Wow! It smells so good! Dad, what are you doing? ”

The old man holding the doll had already stopped crying, took off his shoes in a bear, and ran to the dining table with a snap, and was about to climb on the stool to eat.

Wang Xiaotie hugged her, "Wash your hands first!" Then wait for the sisters to eat together! You know? ”

Wang Xiaotie's tone was very light, and it seemed to be endlessly gentle and loving, which proved that Wang Xiaotie had fully accepted his new identity at this time: the single father of seven daughters!

"Wow! Father! You can cook! It's incredible! I never even knew! ”

When all the children sat at the table, Wang Xiaotie also brought out the last two bowls of gnocchi soup.

Then he sat on the vacant seat next to the old man, and as for Wang Xiaotie's left, there was a vacant seat, which originally belonged to a woman.

"That's it! Let's go! Be careful! It's hot! ”

Wang Xiaotie saw that all the children were just trying to smell the aroma in the bowl with their small noses, but none of them started eating. Even the rebellious eldest daughter honestly sat in her seat and waited for him.

Wang Xiaotie suddenly felt a kind of warmth, a sweet feeling that he had never experienced before. Of course, he also felt a kind of pressure at the same time.

All the little ones eagerly picked up the spoon in the bowl, then scooped up a full spoon and sent it to their mouths. Looks like I'm really hungry!

"Woo~ It's hot!" The old man sitting next to Wang Xiaotie just put the spoon in his mouth, and immediately took it out as if he had been electrocuted, and at the same time stretched out his pink little tongue, like a cute puppy.

"A little stutter, I said it's very hot, like Dad, put it to your mouth and blow it, it's not so hot!"

Wang Xiaotie gave his daughters a demonstration of how they could avoid burning their tongues by the hot pimple soup.

"Is it delicious?"

Wang Xiaotie was so happy to see all the little guys eating, he scooped a spoonful himself, put it in his mouth, and found that it was not as delicious as he imagined.

"Hmmm! It's delicious! ”

"Dad is amazing! It's better than Mom's cooking! ”

"Little Five! Shut up! The second sister suddenly interrupted Xiao Wu's praise, then raised her head and glanced at Wang Xiaotie, and found that Wang Xiaotie's expression had not changed, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing. After my mother left a few days ago, my father seemed to be unhappy all the time, and then the second sister told all the sisters that I should never mention my mother in front of my father, otherwise my father would be sad!

But today, when she was so happy, she forgot about it!

Xiao Wu put down the spoon in his hand, climbed down from his stool, walked around the side of the table, and came to Wang Xiaotie's side, trying to control the tears in his big eyes from rolling down.

"Dad, I'm sorry! Xiao Wu said the wrong thing! ”

After the originally happy atmosphere at the table froze suddenly, Wang Xiaotie was a little confused. Which one are these little ancestors singing?

It wasn't until Xiao Wu endured the red circles under his eyes and came to apologize in front of him that Wang Xiaotie understood. It seems that their mother's departure is already a secret that everyone knows in this family.

Wang Xiaotie rubbed Xiao Wu's little head, and then pretended to be happy and said, "It's okay Xiao Wu!" Daddy isn't angry! Don't cry! Hurry back to your seat, or your eldest sister will snatch your dinner!" ”

Stretched out his sleeve to help Xiao Wu wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then kissed Xiao Wu on the forehead, and Xiao Wu ran back to his seat beautifully.

Gradually, the atmosphere became harmonious again.

After dinner, it was already 1 o'clock in the morning, Wang Xiaotie immediately drove all the little ones back to the room to sleep, and after he brushed all the bowls and tableware, he found his bedroom and lay on the bed.

This copy gave him a big shock, it was a complex feeling that he had never experienced before. Warmth, pressure, helplessness...... All kinds of emotions are compiled together, which makes Wang Xiaotie have an indescribable sense of life.

Even if he knew that all this was fake, Wang Xiaotie was a little addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

A copy of a life, Wang Xiaotie's originally monotonous and boring life is embellished with colors. He knew that he would never be able to return to that otaku world with peace of mind, and now his heart was more looking forward to the challenge of the format.

That's why Wang Xiaotie will integrate into the role he should play so quickly.