Chapter 47 Wrapping Dumplings

So she deliberately dressed up and wore a very flowing long dress. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]copy URL to visit But when she saw Xin Rong, she couldn't help but be jealous.

Xin Rong smiled and said, "Let's go to dinner, have you eaten?" ”

"I ...... I ate. She couldn't help but shudder.

"Goodbye!" Xin Rong waved his hand.

"Humph!" She stomped her foot, "What's the big deal, isn't it just that you are born in a rich man's family?" When I become your sister-in-law, all your jewelry and designer clothes will be mine! ”

"Huh! Isn't this Aunt Zhang's daughter? ”

Lu Hui was startled when she heard Xin Qing's voice, worried that what she had just said was heard by them. When I turned my head to look, I saw that the distance was still far away, so I put my mind at ease and walked over.

It's a pity that Ying Qingcang didn't take a second look at anyone other than Xin Qing, and Ying Wang gave him a preventive injection before. So Lu Hui's current style is counterproductive.

Lu Hui hurriedly said: "Sister Zuo Shu said that she wants to do shell painting, I will come to the beach to pick up some beautiful ones for her!" ”

"Don't be polite to me!" Lu Hui smiled embarrassedly, "I can come to the island to play with a big bargain!" ”

"Then let's go to dinner, you have fun!" Xin Qing patted Lu Hui's arm, and when she turned to leave, she thought of something and said, "Eat together on Chinese New Year's Eve, and come to our side when the time comes." ”

Xin Qing waved her hand and walked away with Ying Qingcang.

Xin Rong beckoned excitedly: "Mom, come and see this turtle, it wants to eat my cookies!" ”

"Yo, this turtle is very interesting!" Ying Cheng also picked up a cookie and scratched it on the glass, but the turtle didn't even look at him.

"Damn, what kind of broken turtle is this? It's definitely a male one! "Win into yelling.

Ying Cheng skimmed and sat down, and today their family chartered the venue, the waiter began to serve the food, and Ying Cheng took a bite and suddenly asked Ying Wang: "Why didn't you laugh at me just now." ”

"Hahaha!" Xin Rong squirted the juice.

Ying Qingcang frowned and looked at his youngest son, especially regretting that he should have given him an injection in the first place.

"I'm going to write a journal on my computer when I go back today!" When she went back, Ying Wang was afraid that she would hold on, so he pulled her back from the beach. Ying Cheng also raised his hand to take a walk together, but unfortunately he was dragged away by Ying Qingcang's neck.

"When I grow up, it will be interesting to look back!" Xin Rong continued to smile and said that this was all what Qi Qiqi told her, youth needs to be recorded, and it can only be remembered when she grows up.

Yingwang is 26 years old, if it was in ancient times, he would have been a father a long time ago.

"I'm not a child!" Xin Rong's face suddenly turned red, "I still have more than a year to go, and I can ...... You can ......."

Xin Rong's face was flushed, and even his ears were tinged with a faint pink. Let Yingwang's heart tighten, and the sea breeze blows and feels a hot breath.

The little reaction of the body disappeared in an instant, and only the heart was full of distress.

What a mess!?

"...... on TV" Xin Rong twitched and refused to look up.

After a while, Xin Rong cried like a little rabbit. Her eyes and nose are red, but fortunately she doesn't wear makeup, otherwise she would have been miserable.

"Really?" Xin Rong looked at him pitifully, "You won't marry in the future?" ”

"Don't marry." He nodded without thinking.

Ying Qingcang was in the study on the second floor, and a man was reporting to him.

"Yes, the young master and Miss Xin said that he would not get married."

"Nope." Waving his hand to let people go down, Ying Qingcang picked the corners of his mouth.

The next day was the twenty-eighth day of the lunar calendar, and after breakfast, Xin Qing took Xin Rong and began to prepare things for the New Year.

Xin Rong is decorating steamed buns. According to northern customs, these pastas are made into a variety of auspicious animals. She applied the fruit paint to the steamed buns and nodded happily.

Xin Qing thought for a while: "It's a tangyuan!" ”

In my memory, my sister smeared flour on her head while wrapping it, and then she naughtily drilled into her sister's arms. Whenever this happens, A-Niang will take her into her arms.

"That's easy!" She shouted, "Win!" ”

"Go and ask them to find a master who can make rice balls and teach us how to make rice balls."

Ying Wang didn't know when he came over, pushed away the unlucky brother and said, "I'll go find my mother, he's too stupid." ”

Watching him run out, Xin Rong tilted his head: "Isn't it better to win with Brother Wangwang's surname?" ”

"What stuffing do you want to eat?" The corners of Yingwang's mouth also turned up unconsciously, and he touched Xin Rong's head.

"Sesame peanuts?" Xin Qing's eyes were kind.

"Uh-huh!" Xin Rong nodded vigorously, "I like it too, I like it all sweet!" ”

Since the winner bought the island, there have been a lot more Chinese-style things. The owners of those restaurants naturally know to do what they like, so almost every restaurant has a Chinese chef.

"People are already on vacation, and they are also taking their children on vacation on the island, that!" Ying Cheng pointed.

"Mr. Win, I have to take my son there, I don't worry about him alone." The chef touched his son's head and smiled, "Our father and son also finally had the opportunity to be together." ”

However, he soon regretted his decision.