"Nianhe said he wanted to eat, and then I thought that I haven't made dumplings for a long time. Nianzhi just happened to be back, so it would be fun to eat together."
As she spoke, Tang Yirui turned her head to face Xu Nianzhi, "It's rare that you come back, and I'll treat you like this. It's really..."
Before Tang Yirui could finish his emotion, Xu Nianhe, who was washing his hands in the kitchen, immediately popped his head out.
"Auntie, don't say that. I really like the dumplings made by auntie. I really wanted to eat them when I was in the UK. Now I have to thank my sister for giving me a full meal."
Xu Nianhe's words were very nice and made Tang Yirui smile. She was obviously very satisfied with what she said.
After Xu Nianhe dried his hands, he immediately sat next to Xu Nianzhi and made dumplings together.
Sitting there with empty hands, Jian Anran was a little embarrassed, watching the three of them talking and laughing, enjoying themselves.
Jian Anran suddenly felt like an uninvited guest, somewhat redundant.
First there was a flash mob during the day, and then there was the Hongmen Banquet at night.
Today's social capacity has reached the upper limit, and Jian Anran has been thinking about treating herself to a cup of milk tea after the meeting is over to calm down.
Tang Yirui's attitude toward Xu Nianhe is cordial and enthusiastic, and every word she speaks highlights the extraordinary nature of their relationship.
They have known each other for a long time and almost know everything about each other.
While Xu Nianhe was wrapping the dumplings skillfully, he began to pretend to use a serious tone and told Tang Yirui not to eat kelp every day, otherwise the blood pressure would be low and the body would be uncomfortable again.
Her clever use of words and tone of voice made Tang Yirui smile from ear to ear.
The first batch of dumplings was put into the pot and Xu Nianhe pressed the timer.
Waiting until the timer was almost over, Tang Yirui ordered Ma Li to pick it up, then turned around and said to Jian Anran, who had been staring at the table in a daze, "Anran."
After coming back to her senses, Jian Anran looked up at Tang Yirui, looking a little confused.
"Can you please go to the study on the second floor and ask Teacher Wen to come down for dinner? The first room on the left hand side of the stairs."
Nodding, Jian Anran responded, pulled out her chair and walked towards the stairs.
At the corner of the corridor, she breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the person behind her couldn't see her.
She felt as if she had mistakenly entered a family dinner scene. She even felt that she had difficulty breathing before.
Jane went up the stairs to the second floor safely. Only the door of the first room on the left was open, and the white light inside illuminated a corner of the corridor.
Walking to the door, there is a drawing table placed in the center of the study. The table top is erected at an angle of 45 degrees to the ground.
Wen Shuliang wore thick glasses and was drawing on the drawing with a ruler and a stylus pen in his hand.
Too focused on the drawings, Wen Shuliang failed to notice Jian Anran who had been standing at the door for a long time.
"Teacher Wen," she called.
The other party just lifted up from the drawings and saw that it was Jian Anran. He immediately put down the tools in his hands and stood up.
"Are you back?" Wen Shuliang said hello first.
After a long moment of silence, the other party spoke again: "Have you seen the two sisters downstairs?"
"Yes," she nodded, "I see."
Wen Shuliang said nothing and walked straight towards the door. When passing by Jian Anran, he murmured: "The noise made me dizzy."
When Wen Shuliang walked to the restaurant together, the flour and excess meat fillings scattered on the table had almost been cleared away.
The first pot of hot dumplings was placed in the center of the small round table.
Wen Shuliang went straight to the main seat and sat down. Since there was no one else, everyone sat casually in twos and threes, not caring much about their position.
By the time they finished eating, Wen Siheng still couldn't come over. Xu Nianhe looked dejected and miserable, staring pitifully in the direction of the motionless door.
Jian Anran: Hello? What do you want? Think I am dead?
Suddenly I remembered the pig liver red marriage certificate on the entrance wall. Ever since it was framed and hung, Xu Nianhe, who lives downstairs, has never been here again.
Jian Anran even wanted to take the initiative to invite Xu Nianhe to their home for a moment, but considering Xu Nianhe's difficult character, it would be easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away, and it would be troublesome to get angry.
"By the way, An Ran." Tang Yirui turned around in the kitchen.
"I still have some prepared meat fillings here. There's a lot left. You can pack some and take them home later."
"However, there seems to be no flour at home. I didn't seem to see it last time when I went to Siheng's house, so you have to go and buy it."
"It's okay," Jian Anran said subconsciously, "I can buy ready-made dumpling wrappers."
For a moment, she seemed to think that buying ready-made dumpling wrappers was some heinous crime, and Tang Yirui stared at her with somewhat surprised eyes.
Xu Nianhe couldn't hold it back: "Isn't it right? How come some people really eat dumplings by buying ready-made dumpling wrappers?"
"How can I eat this?!"
Originally thinking of leaving after having a meal today, Jian Anran didn't want to care too much. Seeing that the people in front of her looked like a family, to be honest, she didn't care much.
She had no intention of becoming a family with anyone here.
Listening to the other party's increasingly exaggerated tone, Jian Anran no longer wanted to pretend at this moment.
"Can't you eat the ready-made dumpling wrappers? What about the freezers of quick-frozen dumplings in the supermarket? What do you want people who eat quick-frozen dumplings to think?"
Unexpectedly, Jian Anran would respond directly. Xu Nianhe was about to get angry, but when he raised his head, he was greeted by Jian Anran's smiling and kind face.
It seemed like a joke, leaving Xu Nianhe nowhere to show off.
Tang Yirui quickly came out to smooth things over: "Oh, it's very convenient to buy ready-made dumpling wrappers."
Not wanting to stay here any longer, Jian Anran immediately stood up and said, "Teacher Wen, Teacher Tang, I have to go to class tomorrow, so I'll go back first. Goodbye, teacher."
Hearing these words, Li Ma's packing movements in the kitchen accelerated. Tang Yirui said a few polite words. Seeing that Jian Anran was about to leave, she did not force her to stay.
I took the packed things and walked outside. Just as I was about to close the door, I felt a resistance from inside the door.
Jian Anran let go of her hand and saw that the person inside the door was Wen Shuliang.
"It's so late, just wait, I'll get the keys and drive you away," Wen Shuliang said.
Quickly rejecting Wen Shuliang, Jian Anran opened the taxi app and said, "Taking a taxi is pretty fast. I won't bother Teacher Wen at this late hour."
Seeing that Jian Anran insisted on taking a taxi, Wen Shuliang said nothing. He just stood at the door, watched her take a few steps away, and then followed her up.
"I'll give it to you."
Some people were curious that Wen Shuliang would offer to send her off. Jian Anran didn't know this titular father-in-law very well. She had only met him twice in total and had barely spoken to him.
After walking far away, Wen Shuliang suddenly said: "You don't need to care about Xu Nianhe."
