When Fox Jiaojiao returned home, several cubs had already returned.

put on their winter coats, crowded into the corner of the living room and waited for the fox Jiaojiao, looking very reluctant to the snowflakes outside, but she was unwilling to go upstairs first in order to wait for her.

Compared with Shi Longmo, the wife who was at the door, it was like a flock of small quails.

Fox Jiaojiao entered the door and took off her big hood, and saw such a scene.

A few cubs shrunk into a ball, and Yincang was slightly better, but he was reluctant to approach the door, as if the snowflakes outside the door had been quenched with poison.

"What's going on?" Fox Jiaojiao was a little puzzled.

A few cubs shook their heads and didn't speak.

Long Mo felt that he was being neglected, and stepped forward to help Fox Jiaojiao take off his cloak, and shook off the snow seeds on it at the door, and the cold spread at the door.

"Long Mo, did you bully the cubs?" Fox Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at Long Mo suspiciously.

Otherwise, how can you look like a.

"Nope." Long Mo replied honestly, afraid of being misunderstood, and added, "They just hate winter." ”

Orc cubs hate winter.

In their eyes, winter is the equivalent of starvation and cold.

Several cubs have been abused in winter, and when they see snowflakes, they subconsciously reject and disgust.

Long Mo didn't think there was anything, in the past, cubs revolved around Jiaojiao every day, but now that winter is coming, Jiaojiao belongs to him alone.

The fox was stunned.

Looking at the appearance of the cubs, she felt distressed for a while.

She had a flash of inspiration, looked at the cubs and said, "Mother made food for you today, are there any cubs willing to help?" ”

Long Yao, who was shrunk at the back, moved his ears instantly, and his hands and feet came out of it with his hands and feet, and he ran over with his small hands and eyes.

As he ran, he shouted, "Nest! Mother, come and help~"

As soon as he helped his mother peel pomegranates, he got a few big pomegranates, and he could steal them.

He won't miss such a good thing.

"Mother, I'll help you too." Long Ling'er trotted to Fox Jiaojiao's side, grabbed her trouser leg and shouted sweetly.

The cubs in the back looked at each other and walked out not far behind.

Long Mo, who was complacent just now, was able to live in the world of two people, and his face suddenly darkened.

Seeing that the cubs were all attracted to attention, Fox Jiaojiao smiled and turned to look at Long Mo:

"Long Mo, help me burn a pot of charcoal, bring it to the living room, and I'll go to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients."

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it has changed from snow seeds to goose feathers, and the temperature has plummeted, so in order for the cubs to no longer have a shadow on the winter, they must first not feel cold.

"Okay." Long Mo went to burn charcoal without saying a word.

Worried that the fox Jiaojiao would be cold, Long Mo burned two pots of charcoal and placed them in the living room.

After closing the door, the huge living room quickly warmed up.

Fox Jiaojiao also quickly brought the ingredients over.

She prepares to make dumplings.

Orcs eat a lot of food, she used to cook as much as possible to make simple food, like dumplings she hasn't made yet, if one person packs, it is estimated that she will be enough for the whole family to eat one meal a day.

But now that everyone is idle in winter, it's just the right time to do it together.

"Mother, what is this?" Long Ling'er looked at the flour that Hu Jiaojiao poured into the basin and asked curiously.

Long Zhong also came up, frowning and disgusted, "You want to give us ashes?" "Although it is white and gray.

Long Yao sneaked behind Fox Jiaojiao, stretched out his finger into the basin, poked it, dipped flour on his finger, put it in his mouth and shuddered.

"Why is there no taste......

Flesh's face was full of doubt.

He stretched out his hand again to try again, but after being discovered by Long Mo, he glanced at it, and hid behind Yincang in a gray manner.

Now Yincang is his backer.

Yin Cang and several cubs also had a thirst for knowledge on their faces, and when they arrived, he found that Fox Jiaojiao could always do things he had never heard of.

In Yincang's eyes, this place is like a fairyland.

"This is called flour, not ash, it is used to make dumpling skins, and today my mother taught you to make dumplings." The fox smiled mildly and answered the cubs' questions one by one.

"What are dumplings?" Even the most stable Long Yu couldn't help but ask, aroused his curiosity.

"Dumplings are ...... Food eaten by the beast god in winter. "The fox Jiaojiao opened her mouth and came.

All problems can be shielded with the beast god.

"Mother, do beast gods also eat dumplings?" Long Yao opened his eyes wide and asked curiously, "If Xiao Wu eats dumplings, will he be able to become as greasy as the beast god!" ”

As he spoke, the little guy couldn't help but clench his fists, looking a little excited.

Even Chubby wants to be stronger.

Before Fox Jiaojiao could answer, Long Xiu answered coldly, "It doesn't necessarily get powerful, but it will definitely get fat." ”

"Whew!" Long Yao was so angry that he let out the roar of a little beast, and pouted aggrievedly.

A few cubs burst into laughter.

Even Yin Cang, who had always had a cold expression, had a smile on his face.

This is the warmest winter he has spent since he was born.

Fox Jiaojiao adds water to knead the flour into a dough, rolls the dough into a thin dough, and then cuts it into slices and puts it away for later use.

Long Mo also received his task with satisfaction - chopping meat.

The kitchen knife seemed to have become a work of art in his hand, a set of actions went smoothly, and even played a few knife flowers, and soon chopped large pieces of meat into fine minced meat foam, which was more symmetrical than that made by a meat grinder.

Even chopping meat with a kitchen knife can't hide his cold and arrogant temperament.

After a while, the ingredients for the dumplings are ready.

A few cubs came to the table with small benches, eager to try.

Yincang stood cramped at the table, feeling that he was a bit redundant here, and was about to leave silently, when a small white hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed him.

"Yincang, hurry up."

Long Ling'er tugged at the hem of his clothes and deliberately left a place for him.

Looking at Long Ling'er's expectant gaze, Yin Cang pursed his lips, but walked over and sat down.

Long Ling'er sat on the right side of the fox Jiaojiao, and the position on the left was still empty, Long Yao was holding a small bench and preparing to move over, but who knew that a long leg was inserted horizontally halfway.

As soon as Long Yao raised his head, he saw Long Mo's slightly narrowed eyes.

There was a threat in his eyes.

As if to say: go aside, this is my place.

Long Yao grinned and gave up his position with his tail between his legs.

Long Mo took a bench and sat on the left side of Fox Jiaojiao as a matter of course.

At this time, the cubs had long forgotten that it was still snowing heavily, and their attention was all on the dumpling skin in Fox Jiaojiao's hand.

"This is the dumpling wrapper, put the meat on it, then fold it on both sides, and then dip it in some water and pinch the side tightly, and it is wrapped......"

Fox Jiaojiao explained while demonstrating.

Although Long Mo's cooking skills are not very good, he can learn to make dumplings as soon as he learns them, and according to Fox Jiaojiao's demonstration, he soon made an identical dumpling.