Yang Hanchen arranged Duan Hanting and Rong Yin in the annex of the Yang family's mansion, which was very clean and tidy, and there was a small kitchen attached.

There are a lot of vegetables in the kitchen, but they have been made by Duan Hanting, Rong Yin glanced at the kitchen, there is nothing to do, think about it, let's make dumplings.

As soon as he heard that Rongyin was going to make dumplings, Duan Hanting nodded like pounding garlic, so happy that he didn't know what to say, and smiled like a stupid son of a landlord.

Rong Yin looked at him silently, "Are you so happy?" ”

"Of course I'm happy."

Duan Hanting hugged Rong Yin from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a dumb voice, "I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time, especially when you made them." ”

Rongyin pestled him, but she didn't move, she put down the kitchen knife in her hand with a gesture, "Do you want me to do it?" ”

Duan Hanting had no choice but to let go of her and put on a respectful posture, "Please." ”

Rong Yin didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up the kitchen knife again, and was about to clean up the leeks, Duan Hanting took the initiative to ask, "I'll come here, you go and make noodles." ”

"Will you?" Rong Yin turned his head and glanced at Duan Hanting suspiciously, his face full of distrust.

Duan Hanting raised his chin, looking very confident, "What's so difficult about this, it's just a matter of cutting vegetables." ”

Rongyin handed him the kitchen knife, please.

Duan Hanting happily took the kitchen knife, and turned it in his hand as if he was handsome, and Rong Yin stood aside with his arms around him, signaling that he could start performing.

Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

Duan Hanting carefully sorted out the leeks on the board, pressing the stacked leeks in one hand and the kitchen knife in the other, lifting them up and chopping them down heavily, with so much strength that he almost chopped the board in two.

“……”

The corners of Rongyin's lips hooked, and she didn't hide her sarcasm, she knew it would be like this.

She stepped forward and snatched the kitchen knife from someone's hand who was stunned on the spot, "Have you had enough?" Enjoyable, right? The door is there, and you're ready to go. ”

The kitchen is her battlefield, and he still wants to be handsome in front of her?

Rongyin carried a kitchen knife, cut the leeks neatly, and then picked up another kitchen knife, and the two knives went together, clucking the leeks with a click, and the posture was called a sass!

Duan Hanting admired her sassy and heroic appearance, nodded again and again, not only did he not go out, but also probed his brain next to her, "Eat leek stuffing today?" Do you want me to scramble two eggs? I'll still scramble eggs. ”

Rongyin wished that he would get out of here quickly, not to get in the way, and waved his hand, "Stir it up!" ”

"Hey, okay."

Duan Hanting didn't say a word, and walked to the side to beat the eggs.

If there is no technical content like scrambled eggs, Duan Hanting can still control it, but when he finished scrambling eggs and wanted to turn back to ask his daughter-in-law for a compliment, Rong Yin had already begun to make peace when he turned his head.

He went over to help again, but he completely helped, either watering too much or too little, so angry that Rong Yin was so angry that he almost couldn't help kicking him to Java!

finally arrived at the dumpling-making link, Duan Hanting was not honest, the dumplings were ugly and fat, and Tian shamelessly handed them to Rongyin to show off.

"Look at our bag, how atmospheric! A top guy! ”

Rongyin glanced up indifferently, and said expressionlessly, "You just make steamed buns, what kind of dumplings do you eat?" ”

"That's different, can buns taste like this?"

He was still very straightforward, and he pinched out a round one when he spoke, how to look at it and how satisfied, "Well, this is good." Come, let's choose a name for our son. ”

The word "roll" was on his lips, and he almost blurted it out, and Rongyin glanced at him speechlessly, "I can't give birth to such an ugly son." ”

Duan Hanting nodded solemnly, "That is, if you want to give birth to us, you will give birth to the most beautiful!" ”

“……”

Rong Yin Shi found out that he had fallen into his language trap, and couldn't help but be angry, who wants to have a son with him? Stinky and shameless!

A meal of dumplings was finally wrapped in the chaos, not as much as not knowing, and being frightened.

Compared with the "big devils" of Duan Hantingbao, the dumplings of Rongyin Bao are simply cute and cute out of the water, not to mention how small, exquisite, cute and charming.

"Don't say it, the dumplings you make are better than mine."

Rong Yin couldn't help laughing, he was quite self-aware, she said a little proudly: "It's all the same kind of foil." ”

It's just that she was proud for a while, and her little face collapsed.

Because even if it is wrapped beautifully, it is useless, the dumplings will be filled as soon as they are in the pot, not only Duan Hanting's bag, but even her bag will not escape this bad luck, and when it encounters water, it is almost broken.

Rongyin had no choice but to hold her forehead, her face was not reconciled, she still had a trace of luck, it seems that it still can't work, no matter how tightly the bag is, the pot will show its original shape.

"Oops, why is this all broken?"

Duan Hanting was so distressed that he screamed on the side, watching his full house of children and grandchildren become ruined, and then looking at Rongyin's as well, but he smiled at fifty steps and a hundred steps, "Yours is also broken." ”

Rongyin was so angry that he just wanted to kick him, you still have the face to say! It's not all you who are messing around, otherwise you can become this shabby!

A pot of dumplings, few of which survived, boiled out a piece of green.

How can you eat this?

Honor's world is so sad that it has lost its color.

Duan Hanting felt that it was okay, so he happily scooped one out of the pot, tasted it with bared teeth, and nodded again and again, "Well, it's delicious...... The stuffing is very fresh. ”

Seeing that Rongyin was still depressed, he scooped out another one from the pot, blew it, and sent it to Rongyin's mouth, "You taste it." ”

Rongyin frowned, although he didn't want to eat it very much, but after all, it was a dumpling made by himself, and no matter how unpalatable it was, he had to eat it with tears.

The stuffing is still good, but unfortunately the dough is not reconciled.

Duan Hanting didn't dislike it at all, fished the dumplings out of the pot, and mixed the garlic paste in a decent way, and ate it with Rongyin.

I don't know how long it has been since the two of them have eaten together face-to-face like this, the moment they sat down, both of them had all kinds of tastes in their hearts, and they were very emotional, they didn't speak for a while, just eating dumplings silently.

Rong Yin buried her head in eating quietly, and after eating half of it, she found that the dumplings on her plate were all complete, and when she looked up again, she saw that the broken, unformed dumplings were lying on Duan Hanting's plate.

And he didn't dislike it at all, so he ate garlic and ate it to his heart's content.

The tip of his nose was sour, Rong Yin lowered his eyes, blinked his eyes a few times, and barely endured the sourness in his heart.

……

Good times are always short-lived.

Duan Hanting hadn't spent enough time with Rong Yin, two days were up, and Huang Chusheng's cruise ship ticket to France was about to leave, so he couldn't wait to ask them to return it.

Since Huang Chusheng was not his rival in love, and he didn't think anything wrong about Rongyin, Duan Hanting naturally didn't need to continue to embarrass him, waved his hand, and asked Yang Hanchen to return the goods to him.

And with a kind "reminder": "Don't try to get involved with my woman, she is not something you can touch." ”

Huang Chusheng said that he didn't have that mind, let alone the courage, so he hurriedly ordered the people he brought to bring the freight back, said goodbye to Rongyin, and hurriedly rushed to the cruise ship secretly with his luggage.

And Rongyin is also going back to Shanghai.

Duan Hanting took her hand and didn't let her go, looking at her with a blank face, "You can go back to Fengtian with me." ”

Rong Yin looked at him coldly.

"Or, you can also choose to let me go to Shanghai with you, and we will pick up Ci'er and go back to Fengtian together."

Duan Hanting proposed two paths and let Rong Yin choose one.

Rong Yin shook off his hand, "I choose to go back by myself." Also, don't do this kind of childish thing in the future, you better put more energy into the war. ”

The Central Plains War was frozen like that, and he still had the leisure to chirp with her here, if it was known by the old men in the direct line and Nanjing, he didn't know what to do.

She turned around to leave, Duan Hanting grabbed her wrist, "Yinyin ......"

Rong Yin looked at him with a twisted eyebrow, and her expression already showed a trace of impatience, as if if he was tired of him again, she would really hate him.

Duan Hanting's stomach was full of words, but he couldn't say a word, and finally only held back one sentence, "Fifth mother...... My health is not very good, I have been sick in bed, and I have seen many doctors and I have not improved. If you can, take a trip home when you can and see her. ”

Under Rong Yin's suspicious gaze, he hurriedly added, "I mean seriously, I'm a bastard, and I won't joke with the body of my elders." ”

Rong Yin stared at Duan Hanting for a while, making sure that he really didn't lie to her, so he nodded, "Got it." ”