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Chapter 242 Don't be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue

Sun Jiaojiao is also very good at it. During the Chinese New Year, she helped make dumplings at home.

But Xue Jiayu and An Qi were blinded and couldn't do anything.

Jian Chu picked up the dumpling wrapper and looked at Xue Jiayu, who was holding the dumpling wrapper beside him and looked confused, and laughed.

"Look at my bag."

Hearing this, Xue Jiayu immediately glanced at Jian Chu gratefully, and then began to carefully watch Jian Chu's slowed down dumpling-making movements and began to imitate them.

On the side, An Qi saw that the two people next to her were wrapping things up too quickly and couldn't understand at all. One of them had already been ruined.

Now you will see Jian Chu teaching Xue Jiayu, immediately picking up a dumpling wrapper and following her instructions in slow motion.

After I handed over two Xue Jiayu, I was almost done with it, so I didn’t dare to delay Jian Chu anymore, so I thought about it slowly by myself.

On the other side, Song Xueya and Sun Jiaojiao have already made a lot of deals.

However, Jian Chu no longer slowed down and wrapped it up very quickly.

And it looks very beautiful.

Song Xueya was originally very satisfied with her masterpiece and thought she must be the first, but when she turned around, she saw that Jian Chu had already made several orders.

Although there are still a lot of differences when it comes to looking like myself, the bags are all very good-looking?

Song Xueya frowned slightly and glanced at Jian Chu.

In her impression, Jian Chu was not capable of doing this?

I participated in this show just to show my side of life and attract a wave of fans.

Because of Jian Chu, her reputation plummeted before. Even though Huan Xing had been praising her, she still had a dark history.

This program just wants to clear things up.

Jian Chu was hugging him. After a while, Xiao Yi, who had gone to wash his hands, came over and sat next to him. He took a dumpling wrapper and wanted to wrap it too.

An Qi, who couldn't wrap it up anyhow, saw it and laughed suddenly.

"Jian Chu, are you so competitive that you let your children help?"

When Song Xueya heard this, she also looked over and couldn't help but smile when she saw the smile of Jian Chu who was sitting obediently next to her.

"Jian Chu, I just took a look. The smallest portion of rice and noodles is enough to eat. Besides, you're not slow in wrapping. Don't ask your children to help. Children don't understand this either. You might as well go and play for a while.

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"That's it, how many can you make up by asking the children to come over and count them up?"

The two of them sang together, but Jian Chu said that he had a strong desire to win, otherwise the children would go to play and come over to help.

Before Jian Chu had time to speak, Xiao Yi had already raised his head with a calm face.

"The two aunts are the ones I want to help, and..."

He glanced at An Qi and Song Xueya's dumplings and suddenly smiled.

"I can wrap it faster than you, and it looks better than you."

An Qi, who had barely managed to make a dumpling until now, whispered: "I'm not afraid of the strong wind blowing my tongue."

This sentence was said very quietly and would not be recorded, but the people in front of the table heard it clearly.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a round, chubby little dumpling already wrapped in Xiaoyi's little hand.

They are very beautiful, even better than the dumplings made by Jian Chu.

An Qi suddenly felt as if her tongue had been bitten by a cat and was speechless.

"The wind is too strong, you'd better keep your mouth shut." Jian Chu suddenly said something leisurely.

An Qi's face turned blue and white.

If you want to satirize Jian Chu, you might as well be a child.

But when he looked at himself again, he immediately shut up.
Chapter completed!
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