Qin Anan: "..."

The dumplings were made together.

Qin An'an rolls out the dumpling skin and Fu Shiting chops the meat filling.

This is the first time Qin Anan rolls out dumpling skins, and it is also the first time Fu Shiting chops the meat filling.

They both have no experience and follow the online tutorials completely.

The taste of the frozen dumplings sold in supermarkets is not as good as that of the frozen dumplings.

When they didn't receive the bad news, they were in a good mood, so they didn't find it unpleasant to eat the dumplings.

Now that I have heard the bad news, the unpalatable dumplings are fully reflected.

After a while, Rilla got up and came to the dining room for breakfast.

After taking a look at the breakfast on the table, Rilla gave herself a few dumplings without hesitation.

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Fu Shiting got out of Adam's apple and wanted his daughter not to eat it.

Qin Anan glanced at him and told him not to say anything.

Ruila served dumplings and sat down in the dining chair.

"Mom and Dad, why do you two get up so early today? You two haven't gotten up yet!" As Rilla spoke, she stared at her parents while sending the dumplings into her mouth.

After seeing her daughter eating dumplings into her mouth, Fu Shiting and Qin Anan looked away from her daughter's face.

Even if my daughter has not had the best food and clothing since she was a child, she is not bad.

Qin Anan felt that his daughter would probably spit out the dumpling.

The dumpling skin she rolled was a bit thick.

The meat stuffing made by Fu Shiting is a bit salty.

However, Ruila ate the dumpling!

Not only that, Rilla ate the other three dumplings in the bowl.

Qin Anan and Fu Shiting looked at each other.

The two of them were saying: Maybe the dumplings we made are not that bad.

Ten minutes later, Rilla finished breakfast and got up from the dining chair.

"Mom, come here." Rilla wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue and spoke to her mother.

Qin Anan immediately followed Ruila.

The mother and daughter walked out of the villa and arrived in the yard.

Rilla whispered: "Mom, today's breakfast was not made by Grandma Zhang, did you notice that today's dumplings are a bit unpalatable."

Qin Anan: "..."

"If it was made by Grandma Zhang, then pretend I didn't say it. I just think it's not as delicious as Grandma Zhang used to make." Rilla carried her schoolbag and prepared to get in the car.

Qin Anan immediately grabbed his daughter: "Rilla, you are so sensible. Fortunately, you didn't say in the dining room just now that the dumplings were unpalatable. They gave me and your father enough face. Today's dumplings were made by me and your father."

Rilla was shocked a little, and then sighed: "No wonder it's a bit unpalatable! I haven't eaten such a bad thing in a long time. Mom, you and Dad will sleep more in the morning in the future and don't have to get up so early."

Rhela finished speaking and got into the car.

Qin Anan adjusted his mood and returned indoors.

Fu Shiting didn't know who he called, so he was walking upstairs with his cell phone.


Chapter completed!