The seasoning is very simple, and the man here has already spread out the dough that has been dried before: "Bring it." ”

"Now."

Xiao Tuanzi was a little curious, gave up the toy and ran over: "Ma Ma, what are you doing?" "Asked.

Ye Wanying pinched her son's fleshy little face in a used way: "Dad is making dumplings, come, let's watch with my mother how dad makes it, okay?" ”

"Good!"

The dumplings obediently sat on Ye Wanying's lap, and the mother and son just looked at the man opposite making dumplings.

Madan.

Who said that a man who works hard is the most handsome?

Obviously rolling dough carefully, the man who makes dumplings is more handsome, okay?

Gao Tang is naturally very clear about the hot gaze of the little wife, and of course, the speed in his hands is faster, so it depends on whether you can find out their boring "sassy" ways.

Fifty or sixty dumplings were wrapped in less than half an hour.

"Hey, Captain Gao, the speed of your dumplings is fast enough, and the technique is also good, look at this dumpling, none of them have 'exposed' fillings."

Ye Wanying inspected the dumplings in front of her and said to the man.

Hearing this, the man snorted coldly, but the smile in his eyes showed that the man was very happy: "Not only the technique of making dumplings, but also other techniques." ”

Drive without saying a word....

Ye Wanying suppressed her jaw of surprise: "Hurry up and cook dumplings." ”

The man was not in a hurry, he couldn't run away anyway, and happily took the wrapped dumplings to the kitchen, and the water that had been boiling before was already boiling.

It took two boils before the dumplings were finished.

Of course, because the distressed man made so many dumplings, the work of cooking dumplings was naturally rushed by Queen Ye.

Forty were laid in the first pot, and the son ate four, and the rest was given to the child and his father.

After Ye Wanying cooked nearly twenty of her dumplings, the little guy here had already finished eating: "Ma Ma, I want more." ”

"Okay, I'll give you two more."

"Well, good!"

The family didn't go out after eating dumplings, and the matter of cleaning up the kitchen was successfully taken over by Head Gao, while Ye Wanying was busy making her own things.

Today's Lao Xu's wedding has given me a lot of inspiration, and I need to write it down so that it will be easy to use when the time comes.

The quiet time passed unconsciously, and when I looked at the sky again, it was already dark, and the clock on the wall pointed to nine o'clock.

After several plans had been written, Ye Wanying stretched her waist and looked at her son, who was already sleepy: "Tuanzi, mom will take you to take a bath, and then let's sleep again, okay?" ”

"Well, Ma Ma hug, take a bath."

When she put the dumplings into a basin filled with water, the dumplings' eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't open them, and Ye Wanying's movements in her hands were also a lot faster, she wiped her son's whole body with a handkerchief, and then carried her son back to the room and threw it directly into the quilt.

"Good night, baby."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room, pressed his aching shoulder, and walked towards the bathroom, where his son's clothes had to be cleaned up.

When I came out again, it was already half an hour later, and I took a shower in the afternoon, so I simply flushed it out, and saw that the light was still on in the next room, it should be that the man was still reading, right?

Ye Wanying didn't bother, went straight back to the room, shrunk into the quilt and fell asleep with her son in her arms.

It's just that I slept in a daze, and my body felt like it was being vacated in my sleep, and then I was put on the bed again, and I thought I was dreaming, but who knew that I would soon feel shortness of breath.

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