In the evening, Xia Zhenai sat at the dining table, kneading flour to make dumplings under the guidance of the maid, but did not let the maid help.
Xiao Yuyi sat aside, kneading and playing with flour.
The maid stood aside with a look of embarrassment on her face: "Young lady, you are making dumplings with your big belly. If the young master finds out, I'm afraid..."
"It's fine!"
This is what a wife can do for her husband. Although it is very common, it is full of happiness in the ordinary.
Some things must be done when it's too late.
You won't let yourself regret easily.
Xiao Yuyi's little cheeks were so sticky with flour that she looked like a little cat. She raised her little head, looked at Xia Zhenai, and said in a tender voice: "Auntie, why are you making dumplings?"
Looking at the little guy's appearance, Xia Zhenai smiled, took out a tissue, wiped the little guy's face, and said softly: "Because I want to feed your uncle."
"Why do you want to give it to your uncle?"
"Because your uncle must like to eat it."
"Why does uncle definitely eat it?"
"That's because my aunt did it."
"Why does my uncle like to eat what my aunt makes?"
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Faced with the little guy's constant questions about why, Xia Zhenai didn't have any patience and answered them one by one patiently.
"Yuyi, that's not right. Remember to put the red dates in. Come on, this way... that's right!" Xia Zhenai held Xiao Yuyi's hand and taught her gently.
"Auntie, why do some let go and some don't?"
"Those who eat red dates are blessed."
"Then why can't we put it in every dumpling? Then we will all be lucky..."
Xia Zhenai nodded: "That's fine, Xiao Yuyi is right."
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Soon, the hot dumplings were ready, and Xia Zhenai completed the entire process.
During this period, the maid was just there to help.
"Xiao Li (maid's name), bring me a soup basin." Xia Zhenai shouted while scooping the dumplings in the pot.
Suddenly, a big white hand silently handed over the soup basin.
Xia Zhenai took it and carefully scooped the dumplings one by one on the soup basin, murmuring, "Xiao Li, call the eldest young master and ask him when he will be back. It's almost six o'clock, why haven't you come back yet?"
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Suddenly, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist from behind, a man's breath wrapped around her, and a magnetic voice sounded in her ears: "What didn't come back?"
Xia Zhenai's back stiffened, and the soup basin in her hand almost dropped to the ground. She turned her head and looked at the handsome face: "I hate it, when are you coming back without saying a word?"
"I've been back for a long time!" Leng Haoxuan's chin rubbed her neck in a subtle way, "You just recovered from the cold, why did you go into the kitchen again?"
"I'm fine. Don't you like eating the dumplings I made by myself?"
"I like it." Leng Haoxuan darkened his eyes: "Why do you suddenly think of doing this?"
"Do you still need a reason to make dumplings for your husband?"
Xia Zhenai planned to take the dumplings out, but took them directly with a big hand.
"Haoxuan, you..."
"Okay, don't stay in the kitchen, I'll come!" Leng Haoxuan walked out of the kitchen with the pot of dumplings in one hand and Xia Zhenai in the other, and walked to the dining table.
After asking Xia Zhenai to sit down, Leng Haoxuan rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, walked into the kitchen, and brought out a large pot of dumplings.
In front of the dining table, the aroma is overflowing.
The three of them were like a family eating dumplings.
Especially Xiao Yuyi, eating the dumplings she made for the first time, even though they didn’t look good, the little guy was very happy and shouted: "Auntie, look, I have eaten red dates."