Jiang Jin took the time to take a look, his face full of envy, but said dissatisfied: "Don't be deceived by him. He has never made dumplings before. This is the first time."

Liang Shu'er was even more surprised when she heard this. She held the dumpling and turned her head to look at Jiang Feng again, with starry eyes on her face: "You are too amazing, how did you do it?"

Liang Shu'er felt that it was already amazing that she could pinch two pieces of dumplings and not break them.

Unexpectedly, there is someone who is more powerful than her.

As a result, before she could answer, Jiang Haochu, who was standing on the other side, looked up and said, "My uncle is the one who holds a scalpel. What's the point of making dumplings? It's common for me to perform surgery on grapes. Isn't it just a dumpling.

, that's not very simple."

Jiang Haochu said, tilting his head, his tone and expression were full of pride that could not be concealed.

Liang Shuer asked reflexively: "Doesn't perform surgery on grapes? How do you do this?"

"Just do that, you don't understand it after saying it. Anyway, you can't let the grapes break the skin, and the skills are very high." Jiang Haochu said.

Liang Shu'er came to her senses and couldn't help but speak as Jiang Haochu looked proud and said, "Yes, my husband is the best."

Jiang Haochu: "…"

Before Liang Shu'er let him go, his eyes fell on a semi-finished dumpling he was holding, and said lightly, "Your uncle is so powerful, why are you so delicious? Look at it

What are you pinching? Are you a mouse? It's so ugly, why don't you look like your uncle at all?"

Not only did Jiang Jin fight with the dumplings in his hand, but so did Jiang Haochu.

However, the former was very powerful, while the latter felt embarrassed and hid aside and squeezed silently. After the pinching, he threw it to the trash can at his feet while it was not paying attention.

As soon as Liang Shu'er finished speaking, Jiang Haochu's expression changed. Without thinking, he let go of his palm and held the dumpling handful and carried it behind him.

Liang Shu'er hurried over when he saw his movements: "What are you doing? You shouldn't-"

Before he finished speaking, Liang Shu'er looked down and saw a dozen or so pinched dumplings lying in the trash can at her feet. She stared at her eyes widened and looked up: "You won't throw them all, right?"

Jiang Haochu's face turned red and he subconsciously opened his mouth to defend himself, but he had complete evidence and no confidence.

"I said you haven't even pinched a dumpling for so long. It turns out that you have thrown away all of them."

Liang Shu'er turned around and complained to the teacher like a primary school student who had caught a bad thing.

"Honey, my eldest nephew is too much. He actually wastes food like this." Liang Shu'er said angrily: "He threw away all the dumpling skins and meat. It's so wasteful, don't you?"

Jiang Haochu blushed and defended: "...I don't."

"You have nothing you don't have." Liang Shu'er pointed to the dumpling in his hand that he had not had time to throw, and said, "You want to throw this too, right? Fortunately, I discovered it."

Liang Shu'er looked down at the trash can with a look of distress. If it weren't for the fact that there was something else thrown inside, she would have wanted to pick it up.

"What a pity. Although it looks bad, it's good to make dumpling soup later."

Liang Shu'er really feels sorry. When she was abroad, she saved money every day and thought about how to eat less without starving herself to death and ensuring normal daily work and study, because this is how

Save a little more money.

So when she saw these in the trash can, the first thing she thought of was that she could give her several meals.

"All the soup is broken." Jiang Haochu said, "Anyway, don't you all throw it away?"

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Meng nodded and whispered: "What can be done is because it is broken. I didn't expect that Shu'er is smart, otherwise he would have to waste a lot today."

As he said that, he glanced at the table beside Jiang Jin, a pile of incomplete semi-finished products were still there, almost piled up into a hill.

Jiang Haochu blushed and wanted to defend himself. After hearing Zhu Meng's words, he honestly shut his mouth.

Jiang Feng looked at Liang Shu'er's face

It was a pity that the upper party could not hide it. He looked at Jiang Haochu and said, "Whoever packs as much as he eats? If he can't pack any one, he will be hungry later."

Jiang Haochu: "…"

Although he didn't give a name, why did he feel that he was talking about him?

Thinking of this, he silently glanced at the trash can beside him, regretting that he had thrown away all of them just now, and he couldn't pick them up now.

Jiang Jin has nothing to do with him: "If you are not afraid, just think of losing weight."

As soon as she finished speaking, with a "clang", a hole broke under the dumplings she was holding in her hand. The coins she had just put in fell on the table. After rolling for a few rounds, they fell into a pile of flour that had not been cleaned up.

Jiang Haochu, who was standing beside him, coughed several times.

The last dumplings were a mess. Fortunately, Zhu Meng and Jiang Feng were two backbones, and Liang Shuer was also half a little master. The other two were not here to make dumplings, but

Disrupting...z.br

Jiang Jin vowed to make a good dumpling with pleated dumplings. Jiang Haochu was exposed by Liang Shuer and couldn't stand his face. He also secretly vowed in his heart that he would make a decent dumpling to open everyone's eyes, but this time it was

He stopped throwing the trash cans secretly, but instead threw the can and put it on the table with Jiang Jin.

Finally, I waited until all the dumplings were wrapped, and there were still several pots of the meat filling left.

Because the dumpling skin is not wrapped, but thrown away.

Liang Shu'er looked at both sides and found that the dumplings he made were comparable to those broken skins thrown by Jiang Jin and Jiang Haochu. They were so funny that they were so funny.

However, the two of them persisted until the end, and finally they still included a few that could barely see.

Although the result was a little helpless, fortunately the process was very happy, especially a group of people gathered together and chatted on a table while making dumplings. This feeling was very happy for Liang Shuer, which was something she dared not go in her dreams before.

Dreamed.

Moreover, Liang Shuer, the dumplings made by Zhu Meng and Jiang Feng, thought they could be on the Spring Festival Gala. Hers are not bad. Although they have no folds, they are also small and iconic.

During this period, Mrs. Jiang woke up and was helped downstairs by the servant.

Although the treatment in the hospital during this period did not have much effect, the old lady still refused to recognize people for most of the time, and the time she could recognize people was a small number, and it was very rare, and she often remained the same for more than a month.

Fortunately, the mood has become stable and will no longer suddenly lose control like before.
Chapter completed!