After the noodles were reconciled, Yang Yi started making dumplings.

With the experience of kneading dough before, Xixi is now very active. While watching her father pinch the dough and roll out a piece of dumpling skin, then fill in the dumpling filling and make dumplings with her aunt. The little girl finally couldn't help it.

"Dad, I want to make dumplings too." Xixi stood on the table and looked at her father earnestly and said.

Yang Yi was also happy to let his daughter participate in the festival work. He washed his hands, first helped Xixi roll up his sleeves, and then gave her a piece of dumpling skin.

"You can do it yourself." Yang Yi wanted to see her daughter's observation ability and comprehension ability, and what level can she learn just by watching from the side.

However, this requirement was difficult to work at the beginning. The little girl was a little dependent on her father. She pouted her mouth and said in a depressed mood: "Dad, but, I don't know yet! You want to teach me."

"Grandma is here to teach you!" Dong Yue'e, who was making pumpkin cakes next to her, couldn't sit still. She smiled and reached out to take a dumpling skin to demonstrate to Xixi, "Look at this, grandma, put the skin in the palm of her hand, put some stuffing in the middle, pinch the skin like this, wrap it..."

"Do you understand?" Dong Yue'e put the wrapped dumplings on a plate and said to Xixi.

The little girl nodded, looking a little confused.

Yang Yi looked at her with a funny look, her hands were not stopping, and she said softly: "It doesn't matter, you can try it first, you can't do it anyway, and Dad will teach you again."

Xixi finally started making dumplings by herself. She followed suit and spread the dumpling skin flat on the palm of her left hand. However, the girl's hands were a little slender, and the big dumpling skin covered her little hands in one go.

Then he made the dumpling filling. Yang Yi had already pushed a large plate of dumpling filling in front of her. The little girl easily picked up the small spoon and dug a piece of meat filling.

Uh...it seems to be a little less!

Is this a delicate girl? I can only use a little bit of dumpling stuffing for making dumplings, but not enough for a fingernail?

Yang Yi didn't speak, but just smiled and watched her daughter make her first dumpling with her own hands.

It seems that Xixi is still a little talented in this regard. For the first time she made dumplings, she actually pinched the dumpling skin by herself. Although there were no wrinkles and the dumplings were pinched into a flat rugby shape, at least Xixi successfully made a dumpling!

"Excellent! Dad thinks you've made dumplings for the first time and you've made them very well!" Yang Yi smiled and applauded Xixi, and the others also applauded.

Xixi smiled happily, and under the instructions of her father, she put her first dumpling on the large plate of the steamer with a sense of accomplishment.

"Still the effort, try it now and put more dumpling filling!" Yang Yi handed a dumpling skin to the little girl and started to guide her softly.

This time, Yang Yi wants to really teach Xixi how to make a dumpling.

Xixi followed his father's instructions and put more dumpling fillings.

But it's still too few!

"A little more." Yang Yi said to Xixi helplessly, "It's too little, the dumplings are not delicious."

There are too many this time.

Yang Yi had no choice but to help her put a little back with a small spoon.

"Okay, now I start pinching the dumpling skin, fold it in half as before, and then see my father doing this, and pinch the wrinkles of the dumpling bit by bit along the side. Look, is this a little better?" Yang Yi slowly demonstrated to his daughter.

Yang Huan was also watching Xixi learn, but she didn't have much patience. After looking at it for a while, she withdrew her eyes and made dumplings by herself. She took a rolling pin and rolled the dumplings by herself.

Xixi didn't do well enough at the beginning, and the wrinkles were crooked and a small hole was exposed. Perhaps because she could not control the dumplings.

Yang Yi stretched out his hand and taught her how to pinch the remaining hole back.

"It's great. This time I made it much better than the first one, right?" Yang Yi signaled her to put the dumplings back and praised with a smile.

"Hehe!" The little girl was happy.

However, Xixi was a little fluttering in the third dumpling. When her father rolled out the dumpling skin, she made it herself, but when she was filling the dumpling filling, she dug a large spoon and almost covered the dumpling skin!

"So much?" Yang Yi was a little surprised when he saw it.

Xixi pouted her mouth and said embarrassedly: "Dad, I can't get it anymore...what should I do?"

"This is called not being greedy!" Yang Yi said with a smile. In fact, he could dig some dumplings like he did just now, but the edge of the dumpling skin was covered with some dumpling filling, which probably wasn't sticky enough.

But Yang Yi still has a way to make it up! He smiled and brought another dumpling skin and taught Xixi: "Come on, dad, teach you how to make giant dumplings!"

The two dumpling skins were combined and they started to pinch the laces. Xixi also helped her father pinch a little.

After success, Xixi was overjoyed to see the big dumpling and said, "Daba, this is like the sun. Can we call it a small sun?"

"Of course!" Yang Yi laughed.

Maybe she was interested in playing tricks, Yang Yi also made a few steamed dumplings for her daughter on the spot, such as butterfly-shaped dumplings, five-petal flower dumplings, and ingot-shaped dumplings...

Every novel dumpling aroused Xixi's exclamation and admiration. The little girl said to her father happily: "Damn, put it here, put it here!"

She wanted to put these strange-shaped dumplings next to her dumplings.

"Xixi, you have to make a few more dumplings, and both mom and grandparents have to try your skills." Murphy said with a smile on the side.

Yang Chonggui was shattering the situation. He waved his hand and said happily: "Grandpa doesn't need to eat, don't get tired of Xiao Yang Xi."

However, at noon, Yang Yi steamed the dumplings and asked Xixi to pick up a dumpling she made by herself for Yang Chonggui. The old man was so relieved that he was smiling and wrinkles appeared.

Of course, Xixi also likes her dumplings very much. Although her father told her that she couldn't eat too much, the three dumplings she made at the beginning, including the big "Little Sun", were all picked up by her father, and she also asked her father to make butterfly-shaped dumplings.

"This is a thin dumpling, this is a fat dumpling, this is a little sun, this is a little butterfly!" Xixi looked at these dumplings and introduced them to her father with an excited look.

It seems that she is not going to eat, but to appreciate the artwork!

"The pumpkin cake is here, Xixi, come and try the pumpkin cake made by grandma!" Dong Yue'e was not willing to be outdone. She couldn't wait to bring out the fried pumpkin cake and said with a smile.

This golden and seductive pumpkin pie also exudes an attractive fragrance, which makes it irresistible at first glance!

When Xixi saw it, she screamed with a "wow". She never thought that the pumpkin cakes with breadcrumbs looked so good after they were prepared!

The little girl couldn't wait to grab it.

But soon, she screamed, retracted her hand, a little hot.

"No, you have to eat this while it's hot!" Yang Huan was already holding one, steaming and shaking his mouth, as if he was flipping through the pumpkin pie, so that the hot pumpkin pie would not burn his tongue, and said mutteringly.

The little girl looked at her aunt enviously, and at grandparents, uncles and aunts. Seeing their sweet food, she felt so greedy that she was about to drool down.

Yang Yi picked up two pieces of steamed dumplings, folded them, wrapped them up, and handed them to Murphy next to him, then wrapped them up and handed them to Xixi.

"It's not hot now, right?" Yang Yi asked her daughter with a smile.

"It's not hot anymore!" Xixi happily held the pumpkin pie, smelling the seductive fragrance, and said a little intoxicatedly.

"But you still have to eat slowly, otherwise it will burn your mouth. You can try to bite a little bit first." Yang Yi took care of his daughter patiently.

Xixi, as her father said, took a small bite gently, which was a little hot, but because of the small bite, it became much colder in her mouth.

"Delicious!" Although it was just a small bite, the crispy skin of the pumpkin pie, the sweetness inside, and the mellow fragrance immediately made Xixi's big obsidian-like eyes lit up.

"It's a pity that my penis can't eat the pumpkin pie made by my grandma, otherwise, I must have loved it too." Dong Yue'e saw Xixi like it very much, and she couldn't stop smiling, but when she saw the little penis sleeping soundly in Murphy's arms, she still said regretfully.

"Mom, you can still do it for him when he grows up a little!" Murphy said with a smile.

At this time, Yang Huan poked Yang Yi and asked in a low voice: "Brother, have you left me some pumpkin pie?"

She is still thinking about her good friend Ding Xiang!

But Yang Huan didn't know that Ding Xiang was not alone today.
Chapter completed!