Xiao Jinglin chose the Chinese New Year's Eve, a very auspicious day, to move into the new house, and Mu Feichi gave the housekeeper's leave early in the morning, let him go home to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with his relatives, and brought Dabai and Yun Xi to appear on time in the new house that Xiao Jinglin had just bought after returning to China.

The house is not far from Tianyu Mountain, and the high-end villa complex just developed by the Huo Group is not inferior to any military compound in terms of residents' privacy and security procedures.

Xiao Jinglin bought the materials for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in advance early in the morning, and the annual Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is usually cooked by his own family, and those who can get together to eat together will take the initiative to help.

Mu Feichi pulled Yun Xi out of the car, and the couplet posted at the door of the house was the one Yun Xi wrote yesterday, the two upright couplets, which contrasted with the red lantern at the door.

The appearance of the house looks similar to that of the Mu Mansion, which is a combination of Chinese and Western styles that has just been blown up in this era, retro and simple but not simple, and there is a simple and rich Chinese flavor everywhere.

Hearing the doorbell, Xiao Er came out to open the door and politely shouted to Yunxi: "Miss, Happy New Year!" ”

"Happy New Year! What about the little four and the sixth? "This year is their 2461st year in the military country to accompany Xiao Jinglin for the New Year, I heard that there are ten of them, all of them are arranged by numbers, each of them is an orphan adopted by Xiao Jinglin, there is no name, only the surname of Xiao given by the Xiao family.

"We're all helping inside, waiting for you to come over and make dumplings together!"

Entering the house, Yun Xi glanced at the furnishings and decoration of the house, although it was a well-decorated house bought in a hurry, but the subsequent furnishings were not simple, atmospheric and unique.

Xiao Jinglin came out of the kitchen when he heard the voice, looked at the two people who came quite early outside, wiped his hands, "The noodles are reconciled, just wait for you to come over to make dumplings, hurry up and wash your hands." ”

Yun Xi stared at the apron on Xiao Jinglin's body in surprise for a long time, she had never seen this pampered and gentlemanly and elegant man have such a casual side at home.

"Good!" When she came back to her senses, she turned her head and pulled Mu Feichi into the kitchen to wash her hands, and Xiao Si Xiaoliu had already come out with the reconciled dough and fillings.

The heating was turned on in the house, and Old Man Xiao also came down from the upstairs study and joined the dumpling-making camp.

A circle of people gathered around the oval table of Nuoda, and the division of labor began to make dumplings.

Standing between Mu Feichi and Xiao Jinglin, Yun Xi looked left and right, and he didn't figure out the trick for a long time.

Making dumplings is really not her forte.

Muyang Town is in the south, and it doesn't often eat dumplings, and what it eats is the kind of wontons that are casually pinched and formed, this kind of dumplings that require technical work, and the filling inside is squeezed out with a little force, which really requires ingenuity.

"So there are still you who won't!" Mu Feichi glanced at the shepherd's cabbage dumplings that were squeezed out of the juice in her hand, and reached over to help save the scene with a smile.

"This hand is pinching here, layer by layer, don't move this finger ......"

This should have been taught by his parents since childhood, and Xiao Jinglin looked at it with sadness on the side.

"It's too hard, I'm still waiting to eat it!" I wrapped a vegetable dumpling with the filling on the side, and it was especially eye-catching on the plate full of dumplings.

"Be patient and take your time!" Xiao Jinglin took a dumpling wrapper with shrimp filling and put it in her hand, leaned sideways and taught her how to pinch the folds and how to wrap the rounds.

Mu Feichi glanced at it, stood silently on the side, took the sterilized silver coin from the bowl, and wrapped it in the filling.

Old Man Xiao stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes to look at the harmonious father and daughter opposite, the Xiao family had a reunion dinner for so many years, and he only felt the taste of real home today.