But Xiaotuanzi's watery apricot eyes looked at him from time to time, very worried.

Her craftsmanship is indeed not very good, unlike Xiu Xiu who can make a rose flower in minutes, and she can also cut the window grilles with ease.

Probably, drinking and crafting are her two obsessions.

She once advised her second brother to separate her glutinous rice balls, so as not to injure him.

But the second brother insisted.

After the water boiled, Zhuo Yang put the dumplings into the pot one by one, fearing that the hot water would splash onto his sister's hands.

Their pot is really much better, unlike the pots of Third Brother and Liu Bochao. As soon as they were put in, they exploded like a fight, showing their teeth.

For the first two or three minutes, it was a peaceful time. When the water boiled completely, the glutinous rice balls floated high, and each one blossomed without being pinched tightly.

Xiaotuanzi recognized it at a glance. The popped glutinous rice balls were the glutinous rice balls she made. She added red eyes to each rabbit glutinous rice balls. Now the red eyes were floating on the water, like "die with eyes open". Look.

It looks weird.

Xiaotuanzi hurriedly apologized to Zhuoyang, bowed sincerely, and said with a pair of apricot eyes quenching light, "Second brother, I'm sorry."

Zhuoyang didn't change his movements or move his gaze. He kept his eyes open and told lies, "Hey, these are the glutinous rice balls I made that fell apart. What does this have to do with you?"

The little dumpling choked a bit, but seeing that the second brother raised his head high, he was not willing to take a closer look at the "tragic situation" in the pot, as if he was out of sight and out of mind.

Xiaotuanzi didn't dare to say anything else.

Forget it, with my second brother's obsessive-compulsive disorder, I'm afraid that if I let him see what's going on in the pot, he'll be even more upset.

The glutinous rice balls were finally cooked, but Zhuo Yang turned off the heat and scooped them up with his eyes closed as he was still afraid that his sister would burn them.

Although he couldn't see, he used a slotted spoon, so he scooped the still-intact dumplings into the small dumpling bowl.

The remaining group of rabbits that "will never rest in peace" are in his bowl.

Xiaotuanzi swallowed his saliva when he saw his second brother in trouble. In fact, he really wanted to say, "second brother, you don't have to be like this."

At this time, Zhuo Jinchu happened to walk in the door with long legs and a nonchalant expression.

It was noon time and he came back for lunch.

Zhuoran rushed forward in a timid manner, "Brother, let's eat glutinous rice balls together."

He and Liu Bochao had already eaten, and now only Zhuoyang and Xiaotuanzi were left to cook a lot.

Xiaotuanzi took a look at the remaining glutinous rice balls. Due to obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionism, the second brother made the glutinous rice balls very slowly. Only the bowl in her hand was round and flawless.

Zhuoyang glanced at the bowl of Xiaotuanzi's hand and had similar thoughts to Xiaotuanzi.

Although he protected his sister, he felt that his elder brother would probably be unable to eat the dumplings made by Xiaotuanzi.

so……

At worst, he will make another bowl for his elder brother.

So, he had stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and was ready to fight again.

At this time, Zhuo Jinchu's clear and cold voice came, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Where did Xiaotuanzi make it?"

The smile that flickered in his eyes disappeared in a flash. That smile was like fine wine that had accumulated for many years, intoxicating the heart.

Xiaotuanzi hesitated, but Zhuo Yang took the lead and was about to point to Xiaotuanzi's bowl and say, "This is what Xiaotuanzi made."

But Zhuo Jinchu's eyes quickly passed over the bowls in front of him, and then landed accurately on the bowl in front of Zhuo Yang. His clean and slender hand stretched out to pick it up. He pursed his lips and looked at the bowl.

The situation in the bowl.

Xiaotuanzi was stunned, this and this... were simply public executions!

Zhuo Jinchu didn't say a word, with a faint smile in his eyes, he took out a clean spoon and ate one bite after another.

Although the glutinous rice balls made by the little dumplings were terrible, the way the eldest brother ate them was really elegant and very pleasing to the eye, as if he was enjoying an exquisite dinner with three Michelin stars.

But Xiaotuanzi's heart was full of mixed emotions, and Zhuo Yang didn't know what to say.

During the Lantern Festival, the Zhuo family was peaceful and quiet, but no one knew... this would be the last calm before the storm.

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On the first day of school, the children in the class were all crazy happy when they met again after not seeing each other for a long time.

Xiaohai found Xiaotuanzi. After the New Year, he was rounder again, but his complexion was really good. He looked like a fat white peanut on the table, "Xiaotuanzi, have you seen my New Year's card?"

Bar?"

Xiaotuanzi thought of the New Year's card that she had just glanced at, and looked away guiltily, "I saw it."

"That's good..." Xiao Hai smiled, not knowing that he had been tricked by his own sister.

It was his sister who encouraged him to ask the little girl about the New Year's card on the first day of school.

Pan Xiuxiu met Xiaotuanzi during the winter vacation. It didn't feel like "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you like a torrential river." It was just... She stared at Xiaotuanzi and remained motionless for a long time. She couldn't keep her eyes on Xiaotuanzi.

He laughed freely and said, "Xiuxiu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing..." Pan Xiuxiu held her chin, with a serious look on her face, "Why do I feel that you are more and more beautiful every day, Xiaotuanzi? You are just like the peach blossom planted at the entrance of our school. It is sprouting new buds and is about to bloom.

…”

"Thank you, Xiuxiu, you are becoming more beautiful day by day." Xiaotuanzi adheres to the spirit of mutual praise in business.

But Pan Xiuxiu couldn't see her being so perfunctory, "Xiaotuanzi, I'm not kidding you, it's true, it's true!"

At this time, the door suddenly became crowded, and a large group of people passed by, all of whom were from Class 3.

Fu Shipei stood in the middle, and everyone was chattering around her, not knowing what they were looking at.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofen happened to walk out. Fu Shipei saw her and thought she was here specifically to meet him. He chuckled and said, "Zhang Xiaofen, you also want to see my artistic photos, right? It turns out we are friends.

Come on, I will reluctantly let you take a look."

It turns out that this winter vacation, in order to celebrate Fu Shipei turning one year older, the Fu family specially hired a photographer to take artistic photos of her.

The students in Class 3 had never even taken a photo, let alone an artistic photo. Everyone was jealous when they saw Fu Shipei's artistic photo.

There are six sets of clothes, all of which are stage costumes with different styles.

The face is also colorfully painted, with bright red lips. Fu Shipei said, this is called makeup!

"Shi Pei, I think people have to go into a black box when taking pictures."

"I heard that one click costs a few dollars, right?"

"Ah, how much does it cost for so many pictures?"

Fu Shipei just smiled and said nothing, scanning these people with a look that was arrogant to the others.

In the words of her parents, they are just a bunch of bumpkins!

However, what these people said was very helpful to her, and she felt sweet and comfortable in her heart.
Chapter completed!