At a suitable time, it is a very emotional thing for the whole family to gather together to make dumplings.
Although they are not a family yet, the four of them are gathered around the stone table. Next to Li Yi are Miss Chen San and Zeng Zuimo. Wan Ruoqing is sitting opposite him, talking and making dumplings, and they are enjoying themselves.
Miss Zeng couldn't make dumplings without touching the spring water with her fingers. Miss Chen San was born in an official family and has always been a daughter of a wealthy family. She has never done cooking, but when she sees Li
After Yi and Wan Ruoqing made a few packages, they quickly became very presentable.
Wan Ruoqing's dumplings were naturally the prettiest among the four. Every dumpling was almost exactly the same. Compared with the grotesque appearance of Zeng Zuimo's dumplings, they were like heaven and earth.
Li Yi looked at the results on her table and sighed: "If you pack it like this, it will all fall apart after a while. Who would want to eat it..."
Zeng Zuimo looked at the bags made by others on the table, and then at his own. His pretty face turned red, and he whispered: "I made the bags myself, and I can just eat them myself..."
Li Yi couldn't stand it anymore. After wrapping one piece, he grabbed her hand and put the dough and fillings on it. "Look, like this, pinch the two ends together first, then fold the back dough inward, and the front piece."
Knead them together..."
"You, please let me go..." Zeng Zuimo looked up in panic, and saw Wan Ruoqing and Mrs. Chen looking at her with smiles. His heart pounded, his face became even redder, and he whispered: "I,
I learned……"
Li Yi clapped his hands, looked at her, and said, "Then you pack one and I'll take a look."
A moment later, when she saw a dumpling that was worse than before coming out of the oven in her hands, Li Yi rubbed his brows habitually and said helplessly: "Forget it, you can wrap it however you want..."
"Pfft..."
Xiao Cui, who was standing aside and watching, laughed out loud, pointed at Li Yi, and said loudly: "Master Li, you have an eye on your forehead..."
Only then did Li Yi realize that he had forgotten that there was still flour on his hands. Xiaocui and Xiaozhu were giggling behind them. Miss Chen San and Wan Ruoqing looked at him with chuckles on their faces. As for Zeng Da on the side
Girl, she smiled even more unscrupulously.
Li Yi reached out and quickly touched her face, twitching the corner of his mouth, "Keep laughing..."
"ah!"
After a scream, the expression on Zeng Zuimo's face was stunned at first, and then he showed a look of shame and anger. He dipped his palms in flour and rushed towards Li Yi with his teeth and claws...
However, with her skills, she was no match for Li Yi. Li Yi turned aside to avoid her attack, and wiped the other side of her face conveniently, and said with a smile: "This is symmetrical. The forehead is symmetrical."
If you get another piece, you can go directly to Goulan to perform..."
"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"
Wan Ruoqing and Miss Chen San continued to make dumplings, but there were two figures chasing each other in the courtyard, and there was a flurry of chickens and dogs...
…
The aftermath of the flour war was that Wan Ruoqing and Miss Chen San were making dumplings outside, while Li Yi and Miss Zeng were fetching water to wash their faces inside.
With Li Yi's skills, although he can ensure that nothing gets on his body, he can't really do this. If he offends Miss Zeng, his ending will be even worse.
"It's all your fault!" Zeng Zuimo wiped his face with a handkerchief, threw it into the water, glared at Li Yi, and said angrily.
She, a woman, actually had such a fight with him in the yard just now. Sister Ruoqing was okay, she was used to it anyway, and Mrs. Chen also saw it. Wasn't this a joke for her...
Li Yi wet the handkerchief, wrung it out, and wiped his face. He was very sensible and did not argue.
"You, that's mine..." Zeng Zuimo's eyes widened and he pointed at the handkerchief in his hand. Thinking that this was not the first time, he waved his hand again and said, "Forget it..."
Then he looked at Li Yi curiously and asked, "What's going on between you and Mrs. Chen?"
Li Yi put down his handkerchief, stood up, looked a little complicated, and sighed: "This matter is a long story..."
The thing is not complicated, but it is a bit difficult to talk about it.
Although what happened twenty years ago did not happen because of him, it was inseparable from him. Every time he thought about this situation, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"This, how, how could it be..." Zeng Zuimo stood there in a daze, looking a little dazed, and murmured in a low voice: "Mrs. Chen..."
She is a woman, so she can empathize with what a cruel thing it is for women. Twenty years ago, Mrs. Chen was the same age as Xiao Cui, maybe two years younger than Xiao Cui.
It's been twenty years now------.
I thought that Mrs. Chen, who was very kind and treated people well, had such an experience. Her hair turned white overnight...
Her eyes were a little moist. She looked at Li Yi and suddenly became angry, "You..."
Li Yi clarified: "It wasn't me, I wasn't there at that time."
Zeng Zuimo gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, you men are all the same. You start messing around and end up giving up. You are not a good thing."
Li Yi shook his head and said: "I'll say it again, some men do like to mess up and give up, but they are them, I am me, and I will not give up all the time."
"You are!"
"I'm not."
"that is!"
"Can you say that again?"
"that is!"
Snapped!
Li Yi slapped her on the butt, "Say more?"
Zeng Zuimo was stunned in place, feeling a tingling sensation in a certain part of his body, but more of it was shame, his pretty face was glowing, and even his ears were red.
She looked up at Li Yi and said bitterly: "That's right!"
Snapped!
Li Yi looked at him and asked again: "Is that so?"
"yes!"
Snapped!
"Yes, that's right!"
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
…
"No, no, not anymore..." The tingling feeling came in waves, her face turned red as if she was about to bleed, and her voice had a cry in it.
Snapped!
Another tingling feeling came. She raised her head and looked at Li Yi in disbelief, "I, I even said it wasn't true..."
Li Yi looked down at her and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, it went smoothly, why don't you say "no" again?"
…
People are not sages, and no one can make mistakes. It is not too late to make up for it before it is too late. The prodigal son will turn back without money, and another village will be bright and clear. It is a good thing to be able to realize one's mistakes. On this point, Li Yi also wants to ask Zeng
Girl, study hard.
"Miss, why is your face so red?" When the two people walked out of the backyard, Xiaocui looked at Zeng Zuimo in surprise and asked.
Li Yi explained: "The water is too hot. Your lady is thin-skinned, so it turned red."
Xiaocui nodded in understanding. She didn't know whether the water was hot or not. Every time the young lady was alone with Mr. Li, her face would turn red. She knew this.
Wan Ruoqing looked at the dumplings on the plate and said, "There are just a few of us, and we are almost done."
While Li Yi was helping to clear away the trays on the stone table, there was a sudden knock on the door from outside.
"Open the door!"
"Open the door for me!"
"Li Yi, don't hide and say nothing, I know you are inside!"
…
Li Yi frowned, patted the flour on his hands, and walked toward the door.
Miss Chen San was startled and murmured: "Second brother?"
At a certain moment, the knocking on the door outside suddenly stopped. Chen Chong took a few steps back, looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and asked, "Who are you?"
The dozen or so guards behind him also looked at the two men warily, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
One man said expressionlessly: "I would like to ask, who are you and what are you doing here?"
Crunch…
The courtyard door opened from the inside, and Li Yi walked out.
"Sir." The two men looked at him at the same time and lowered their heads slightly.
Li Yi nodded, then looked down and asked, "I don't know what you are doing here, Sir?"
Chen Chong looked angry and asked: "How dare you ask me where my third sister is? Hand her over quickly!"
"Second brother." Miss Chen San hurriedly walked out and said, "Second brother, I'm fine."
Chen Chong looked at her nervously and asked: "Miaoyu, this bastard didn't do anything to you, did he..."
Li Yi looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his fists. He didn't provoke anyone, so why did he become a bastard? If the third lady hadn't been here, he would have to let this guy know what a bastard is today!
Chen Chong glanced at Li Yi, supported Miss Chen San, and said, "Third sister, let's go home with my second brother. The house is ready..."
"We can't leave now." Miss Chen San shook her head.
Chen Chong frowned and said, "Don't be ridiculous. Go home with your second brother. The guests are waiting at home."
Miss Chen San shook her head again and said, "Miaoyu just made dumplings here, why don't my second brother stay too and eat some together?"
"Dumplings?" Chen Chong's expression froze and he asked, "Did Sanmei make them by herself?"
It was hard for him to believe that Sanmei had never done these things since she was a child. As the daughter of the Chen family, who would dare to let her do such menial work with her own hands?
Even as an elder brother, I have never eaten... dumplings made by her.
Miss Chen San raised her flour-stained hands and said with some embarrassment: "I just learned it, but I'm not good at wrapping it..."
Chen Chong stood there in a daze. After thinking for a while, he nodded slightly.
"Then------then eat some."
[ps: As of now, I dare not say how many achievements have been made, but I do have a lot of readers. People have different personalities and preferences. Many people like the same plot, and many people don't. I can only guarantee that,
What I write is what I like to write, and what most readers like to read------Tiao Tiao, a small number of readers or those who cannot be called readers, it is a good thing if you give up the book, or the author gives up on you.
