Jiang Yuqing has always been held in the palm of Su Yuan and the elders' care.
The kitchen has become her forbidden space.
Not open to her at all.
You know, before she got pregnant, she was the family's chef.
You can cook whatever you want.
Su Yuan had to step aside.
After pregnancy.
Her daily diet is quite nutritious, and there is nothing else but nutrition.
Fortunately.
Su Yuan would occasionally take her out to eat her favorite food.
So Jiang Yuqing was ready to show off her skills in making dumplings on New Year's Eve.
After putting things away.
Su Yuan brought out three types of dumpling fillings that had been prepared, including pork and cabbage fillings, leek fillings, and corn and taro fillings.
Su Yuan and Jiang Yuqing were making dumplings next to each other.
The only ones making dumplings together were Yan Xin, Zhang Yuping, Su Yuan and Jiang Yuqing. The remaining two elders were still drinking wine and watching the Spring Festival Gala at the dining table.
Jiang Yuqing was very interested and decided to let Su Yuan taste the dumplings she made.
It was a pity that she had never made dumplings for Su Yuan to taste in the half year they had been together.
Su Yuan is obviously a rookie.
The dumplings come out in sizes of one large and one small, and sometimes the wrappers of the dumplings are bursting because there are too many fillings.
Every time Su Yuan finished wrapping a dumpling, Jiang Yuqing had to give him the finishing touches.
at last.
Jiang Yuqing really couldn't stand Su Yuan's skill in making dumplings, so she joked in a low voice: "Ahem, hubby, please stop making dumplings and put these in the pot first."
Hearing her daughter's theft, Zhang Yuping gave Su Yuan a direct assist: "Novices are like this. When Yu Qing first started learning, her bag was uglier than yours..."
Yan Xin was very partial to her daughter-in-law and praised her: "You two go and steam the dumplings. Sister Ping and I are enough here."
"Thank you, Mom." Jiang Yuqing smiled sweetly.
Su Yuan chuckled and said to Zhang Yuping: "Mom, make more dumpling fillings. I'll make some fried dumplings later."
Zhang Yuping also smiled: "Okay."
The two of them fled.
After the two of them entered the kitchen, Zhang Yuping breathed a sigh of relief and curled her lips and said: "You can think of driving these two away. As soon as they are together, they will hand out dog food like crazy."
"Young men, they all like this." Yan Xin glanced at the two big bosses who were still bragging to each other out of the corner of their eyes, and asked pointedly: "Sister Ping, what should we do with these two people."
"Let them drink a little on New Year's Eve. It's not a good thing to control them all year round." Zhang Yuping's voice was lowered and she hummed.
Yan Xin pursed her lips and snickered.
She had heard her son Su Yuan tell the story of his father-in-law.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuping started to pamper him again.
The Jiang family is indeed a bunch of drama queens.
…
In the kitchen.
Su Yuan and Jiang Yuqing felt relieved.
There is a clear division of labor between the two.
Jiang Yuqing makes steamed dumplings, and Su Yuan makes fried dumplings.
Ten minutes later.
The kitchen is filled with fragrance.
Especially the fried dumplings made by Su Yuan look very crispy on the surface and taste even more crispy.
Jiang Yuqing's nose felt sore from the smell.
She hasn't tasted "frying" since she was pregnant.
Especially Su Yuan was tasting the delicious fried dumplings in front of her.
Jiang Yuqing walked up to Su Yuan and looked at him eagerly.
Coupled with her salivating expression.
It can be said that it is so cute that it explodes.
Su Yuan skillfully put a few more fried dumplings in the pan and fried them. He picked one up with chopsticks and put it to his mouth. He hesitated and said, "Wife, do you want to eat?"
"What do you think!" Jiang Yuqing almost opened her mouth and wiped out the fried dumplings in one bite.
Su Yuan did not tease her, but directly handed it to her mouth: "It was originally fried for you to eat."
"Woo..."
Jiang Yuqing covered her mouth and chewed in small bites.
Chewing the fried dumplings, the oily and sizzling feeling is so satisfying.
Su Yuan continued: "I know you have a good appetite recently. If you don't have morning sickness, you can eat more. As long as you don't eat taboos every day, I won't restrict you."
"Thank you for having some conscience." Jiang Yuqing put her hand on Su Yuan's waist, with a happy smile on her pretty face.
She knew that Su Yuan still doted on her.
…
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Su Yuan and Jiang Yuqing went back to their rooms to rest.
Su Guofeng and Jiang Wenshan were already a little drunk.
But it's not the two of them's turn to worry.
Someone will take care of them both.
The two of them were taking a shower in the bathroom in the bedroom.
Listening to the faint sound of fireworks and firecrackers coming from the window, Su Yuan couldn't sleep.
This is especially true for Jiang Yuqing.
New year's year.
Not only was she married, she was also four and a half months pregnant with twin babies.
Let’s put it aside last year’s Chinese New Year.
It's as dreamy as a dream.
Jiang Yuqing lay down on her left side, her back, and her right side.
I tossed and turned but couldn't sleep.
As for Su Yuan, he didn't even want to sleep, but he was handing out red envelopes with his cell phone.
Jiang Yuqing simply leaned on the bed and watched him hand out red envelopes.
Looked at it for a while.
Su Yuan's Weixin account has reached its limit.
Su Yuan: "Everyone, have a good time on New Year's Eve. The limit on Weixin is limited, and the rain of red envelopes is over."
Chief Financial Officer: "Mr. Su's atmosphere..."
Investment manager Guo Xinya: "The boss is very generous, and I also wish Mr. Su a daughter."
The messages in the Weixin group are constantly flooding the screen.
…
Jiang Yuqing on the side handed her cell phone over: "Use my Wei signal to continue sending."
Su Yuan: "..."
Good guy.
He just sent a red envelope worth 200,000 yuan in the company's Weixin group.
Yixin Venture Capital has grown to only number 80 people.
On average, each person has 2,500 yuan.
Su Yuan coughed lightly: "Honey, you are not in the Weixin group, how can you post this."
Jiang Yuqing: "Pull me into the group."
"Why, no?" Jiang Yuqing grabbed Su Yuan's cell phone directly.
Su Yuan obediently handed over the phone.
Then I witnessed her directing and acting operations with my own eyes.
Not a moment.
The WeChat group of Yixin Venture Capital has an inconspicuous white message.
"Su Yuan" invited "Su Yuan's wife" to join the group chat."
There are also messages sent by Jiang Yuqing on Su Yuan’s mobile phone.
Su Yuan: "@everyone, this is my wife, many of my colleagues should have seen her."
The group immediately became lively.
Jiang Yuqing was handing out red envelopes while holding her mobile phone.
Su Yuan originally wanted to stop him.
Seeing Jiang Yuqing enjoying it, she didn't say much.
As long as my wife is happy.
Two hundred thousand dollars is small money to him.
However, Su Yuan also added a group announcement in the end.
"Everyone remembers to start work on time on the tenth day of the lunar month. You can also receive a start-up red envelope when you work on the same day."
…
"Husband, I will transfer the red envelope money I just sent to you." Jiang Yuqing said angrily.
Su Yuan threw the phone aside and said dotingly: "I don't want your money, I want your people."
"Have I not been yours for a long time?" Jiang Yuqing's face heated up and she felt like it was about to burn.
The excitement I felt just now suddenly turned into shyness.
Su Yuan hummed and said, "You want to default on your debt?"
Jiang Yuqing replied naively: "It seems I didn't promise you anything!"
