When it was time for school to get out of school, Peach hadn't packed her schoolbag yet, so she heard Li Tingting poking her arm next to her and whispering, "Peach, your husband came to pick you up from school." ”

Momoko looked outside the classroom, and it was really Shen Mochen standing there.

There were already several girls in the classroom looking out curiously, and Chen Xiaoxin, who was sitting behind them, also secretly looked at Shen Mochen.

Peaches hurriedly packed her schoolbag, ran out of the classroom in a hurry, took Shen Mochen's little hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go!" ”

Shen Mochen glanced down at the hand she was holding tightly, and frowned, but he didn't break free.

When I got home, Mom Peach happened to be making dumplings, and when she saw them coming back hand in hand, she greeted them with a smile: "Peach, Chenchen, are you back?" ”

"Hmm." Peach let go of Shen Mochen's hand, ran to her mother's side, put her schoolbag on the chair, rolled up her sleeves very excitedly and said, "Mom, I'll help!" ”

"Stop, stop!" Mom Peach hurriedly stopped her hand reaching for the dough, turned her palm over and looked at it, frowned and said, "Why do you make your hands so dirty, go wash your hands first, then go to do your homework, and then come to help after the homework is finished." ”

"Okay...... pouted unhappily, jumped down from the chair, glanced at Shen Mochen, who was still standing in the middle of the room, and beckoned to him, "Let's go, let's go wash our hands." ”

Shen Mochen glanced up at Peach's mother, thought about it, and said hello: "Hello, Auntie." ”

"Well, Chenchen is really good, hurry up and wash your hands and do your homework, you can eat dumplings in a while, your uncle has a party tonight, if you don't come back to eat, the three of us will be at home."

"Hmm." Shen Mochen nodded, and followed Peaches to wash his hands.

After the two of them finished their homework, Peaches went to help her mother make dumplings, Shen Mochen took a book to read outside of class, sat next to him, and watched them make dumplings while reading the book.

The dumplings wrapped by the peach mother are full and straight, like small ingots, and then look at the dumplings wrapped in peaches, one by one is sluggish, like drunk wine, staggering.

Shen Mochen watched it for a long time, but after all, he couldn't stand it anymore, threw the reading book in his hand on the table, ran to Peach's side, took the dumpling skin from her hand, and said in a muffled voice: "I'll do it, you're just wasting materials." ”

"Huh?" Peaches watched the dumpling skin in his hand being snatched away by Shen Mochen, and then saw that he skillfully dug out a ball of filling with a spoon, put it in the middle of the dumpling skin, and put the edge of the skin with his little hand, and then pinched it gently, and a round dumpling lay obediently in his palm.

"Dusty still makes dumplings?" Mom Peach looked at his skillful gestures and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"No, it won't." Shen Mochen replied very dryly, then glanced at the peaches beside him, and continued to make dumplings while saying, "I saw that Auntie made a few just now, and it will be done." ”

"Wow, husband, you're so amazing!" Momoko looked at him with a look of adoration.

"......" Peach's mother looked at her daughter helplessly, hey, they are all children, why is the difference so big. When Peaches is fine, I often help myself make dumplings, but when I wrap it out, it is the staggering look, and people have never wrapped it, and a perfect dumpling comes out as soon as I get started.