"Shallot mixed with tofu, no, no, I can do it, I can do it."

Jing Han smiled with a dog's leg, which made Lu Cen Yuan a little confused.

Go home, divide the labor, make dumplings.

Jinghan washes vegetables, Lu Cen Yuan chops stuffing; Lu Cen Yuan made noodles, Jinghan rolled the dumpling skin, and then the two of them made dumplings together, very busy.

A small kitchen, very cosy.

"Lu Cen Yuan, when did you learn to make dumplings?"

Jing Han remembered that in her previous life, Lu Cen Yuan wanted to cook a bowl of noodles for her on her birthday, but it was all rotten in the end. Lu Cen Yuan didn't show it to Jing Han at that time, and Jing Han still heard it from others.

"In the past, during the winter solstice, my parents would make dumplings together, and a pot would be steaming. Mom's craftsmanship is very good. ”

"Later," Lu Cen Yuan paused, "Later, my parents passed away due to an accident, and I learned to make dumplings by myself." ”

When Jing Han heard it, he couldn't wait to bite off his tongue, it was really a pot that he didn't open and mention, and he said unhappily.

"I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Why is this always the case, when I was in the hospital, Anxi also said that she was used to the pain.

"Thank you, Chen Jinghan, you say, why should people dwell on the past?"

Oh, yes! Why bother with the past, Jinghan understands this truth. But Jinghan just can't see through, Jinghan just wants to wait, wait. But fortunately, she waited.

"Actually, if the past is too nostalgic, it's good to keep it in mind."

Lu Cen Yuan makes dumplings very quickly and decently, thinking that he often makes dumplings for himself during the winter solstice. Thinking of this, Jing Han really felt sorry for Lu Cen Yuan at that time.

Lu Cen Yuan saw the claws that suddenly pounced in front of him, and instinctively dodged it.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, it's okay, I just wanted to hug you."

"Farther away."

"Oh." Jinghan was a little depressed, yes, it seems that they have not yet reached that level, and it is still the stage of "the revolution has not yet succeeded, and the comrades still need to work hard".

"You have flour on your hands, don't rub it on my clothes."

"Oops!" It turned out to be a flour pot!

Jing Han looked at a white shadow on Lu Cenyuan's black suit jacket and smiled awkwardly but politely.

But in this way, I don't seem to hate her very much!

"What are you laughing at?"

"Oh, then I won't laugh."

Jing Han said this, but it was clearly still a smiling face.

"Forget it, today is the winter solstice. You smile and look festive. ”

When Jing Han heard Lu Cen Yuan say this, she immediately puffed out her mouth, how could she feel that she had the sense of déjà vu of a New Year's doll.

Then, Jinghan's mind began to loop endlessly, the classic song of the year. "A chicken in his left hand, a duck in his right hand, and a fat doll in his arms."

No, no, it can't be like this. Jing Han quickly shook her head and drove this melody away from her head.

"Your phone is ringing!"

At this time, Jinghan had already washed his hands and happened to be watching TV in the living room, when he found that Lu Cenyuan's mobile phone was vibrating.

"You help me see who it is!"

"No notes."

"That's probably a scam call, you take it first."

Jing Han received the order and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, hello, is this Lawyer Lu?"

Alas? Have scam calls been so dedicated these years? Feel the corners and corners clearly.

"Hello, who are you?"