Qin An'an: "..."

The dumplings were made by the two of them together.

Qin Anan rolled out the dumpling wrappers, and Fu Shiting chopped the meat filling.

This is Qin An'an's first time rolling out dumpling wrappers, and it's also Fu Shiting's first time mincing meat fillings.

The two of them had no experience and completely followed the online tutorials.

The taste is not as good as the quick-frozen dumplings sold in supermarkets.

When they didn't receive bad news, they were in a good mood, so they didn't feel bad eating the dumplings.

Now that I have heard the bad news, the unpalatable taste of the dumplings has become clear.

After a while, Rila got up and came to the dining room to have breakfast.

After Ruila took one look at the breakfast on the table, she served herself a few dumplings without hesitation.

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Fu Shiting's Adam's apple rolled up and he wanted his daughter not to eat it.

Qin Anan glanced at him and told him not to say anything.

Ruila filled the dumplings and sat down in the dining chair.

"Mom and Dad, why did you two get up so early today? Normally you two haven't gotten up yet at this time!" As Ruila spoke, she put the dumplings into her mouth while staring at her parents.

Fu Shiting and Qin An'an both looked away from their daughter's face when they saw their daughter eating the dumplings.

Even if my daughter's food and clothing were not the best from childhood to adulthood, they were not bad at all.

Qin Anan felt that her daughter would probably spit out the dumpling.

The dumpling wrappers she rolled out were a bit thick.

The meat filling prepared by Fu Shiting is a bit salty.

However, Ruila ate the dumpling!

Not only that, Ruila also ate the other three dumplings in the bowl.

Qin Anan and Fu Shiting looked at each other.

The look in their eyes said: Maybe the dumplings we made are not so delicious.

Ten minutes later, Rila finished her breakfast and stood up from the dining chair.

"Mom, come here." Ruila wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and spoke to her mother.

Qin Anan immediately followed Ruila.

The mother and daughter walked out of the villa and into the yard.

Ruila said in a low voice: "Mom, grandma Zhang didn't cook today's breakfast, right? Did you find that today's dumplings are a bit unpalatable."

Qin An'an: "..."

"If Grandma Zhang made it, just pretend I didn't tell you. I just think it's not as delicious as what Grandma Zhang made before." Ruila carried her schoolbag and prepared to get in the car.

Qin Anan immediately grabbed her daughter: "Ruila, you are so sensible. Fortunately, you didn't say that the dumplings were unpalatable in the dining room just now. It gave your father and I a lot of face. Your father and I made the dumplings today."

Ruila was slightly shocked, and then sighed: "No wonder it tastes bad! I haven't eaten something so bad for a long time. Mom, you and dad should sleep more in the morning and don't have to get up so early."

After Ruila finished speaking, she got in the car.

Qin Anan adjusted her mood and returned indoors.

Fu Shiting didn't know who to call, so he was walking upstairs with his cell phone.


Chapter completed!