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The first thousand four hundred and tenth chapter is not allowed to lie during the Chinese New Year

At this moment, Sun Yuxiu couldn't be more happy in her heart.

Far away here in Shanghai.

Fu Shiwen and Ouyang Xia were called over by Su Yunyan for dinner tonight.

Ever since Fu Shiwen became He Shuping's model, Fu Shiwen has been practicing with He Shuping during this period of time.

The relationship between Fu Shiwen and Ouyang Xia is still as cold as before.

Today, New Year's Eve, after Su Yunyan called Fu Shiwen to the villa, Fu Shiwen obediently followed Su Yunyan and was busy in the kitchen.

Fu Shiwen always had a faint smile on his lips and was quietly busy with his work.

Ouyang Xia has become accustomed to not communicating with Fu Shiwen like this.

In the kitchen, Su Yunyan prepared the dumpling wrappers and fillings and had them brought to the living room.

Su Yunyan likes to be lively. Today, her whole family is here, and she will certainly not miss the opportunity to reunite her family.

Su Yunyan brought the dumpling wrappers and fillings out of the kitchen and said, "Come here quickly, let's make dumplings together tonight.

Our family has lived together for so many years, but we have never gathered around a table to make dumplings."

In the past, when he was abroad, Su Yunyan always imagined the whole family gathering together to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year. Now that it is finally coming true, Su Yunyan will naturally not let it go.

Ouyang Meng, who was sitting on the sofa and chewing fruit, said: "Mom, I don't even know how to hold dumpling wrappers. If you ask me to help make dumplings, isn't this a disaster for the dumpling wrappers?

I think if you let the three of us, father and son, participate, then 80% of the dumplings we serve tonight will not be in our mouths."

Ouyang Meng is still very confident in her dumpling-making skills. Even if she learns and sells them now, she will definitely not be able to make these dumplings together.

Ouyang Xia also said: "Mom, I don't know how to do it, so you should do it yourself."

Su Yunyan frowned. During the Chinese New Year, the whole family had to sit together and make dumplings, so that the dumplings would be delicious to eat.

Seeing that none of the father and son were cooperative, Su Yunyan walked towards Ouyang Meng with a rolling pin and said.

"Mengmeng. No matter how ugly you are today, you still have to wrap a few for me. If you really don't want to do it, then I can only use my rolling pin to ask you to do it."

Su Yunyan said, shaking the rolling pin in her hand.

Ouyang Meng took a look and thought: "Good boy, she'd better pinch a few randomly, otherwise she won't be able to bear the rolling pin hitting her body."

Ouyang Meng was still secretly thinking in her heart, how could her old mother, who was usually gentle and intelligent, change her temper today and actually teach others a lesson with a rolling pin.

Ouyang Xia was also reluctant, but he had no choice but to follow Ouyang Meng around the table.

Fu Shiwen had already started to wrap the dumplings. She quietly wrapped the dumplings in the wrappers.

When Ouyang Xia came over, six or seven dumplings were neatly placed on the chopping board.

Ouyang Xia couldn't help but think: "Fu Shiwen doesn't find it troublesome at all.

But the dumplings she makes are really nice."

When Ouyang Xia was thinking this, Fu Shiwen made a few more dumplings.

Where did Ouyang Xia cook?

At this moment, he just felt that the dough was dirty in his hands, which was not inconsistent with his style at all.

Looking at Fu Shiwen again, his hands are relatively nimble. He stood there and stared for a long time, but he couldn't make a single dumpling. Ouyang Meng learned very quickly. He could draw a gourd and draw a scoop. The shape was not very good, but at least the fillings of the dumplings were not exposed.

Son.

Su Yunyan sighed: "It used to be difficult to celebrate the New Year when I was abroad. Even if our family celebrates the New Year by ourselves, we don't have the festive atmosphere of the New Year.

Now it’s better, our family can celebrate New Year every day.”

Fu Shiwen still smiled softly. After hearing what his mother said, Ouyang Meng raised his eyes and glanced at her.

Ouyang Hongye on the side said: "Yes, when I was abroad, no matter how delicious the dumplings were, they still couldn't taste like this."

Ouyang Hongye can pack a few, but he does it slowly.

Ouyang Xia followed Fu Shiwen's method and made several dumplings without success. He threw the dumplings on the chopping board angrily.

Xue Yurou reminded Ouyang Xiadao: "Don't get angry with me during the Chinese New Year."

Ouyang Xia didn't want to be laughed at, so she could only pick up the discarded dumpling wrappers and put the fillings on them, and continued to study how to make dumplings.

Ouyang Meng saw that the relationship between Ouyang Xia and Fu Shiwen was still not good, so Ouyang Meng deliberately said: "Brother, let your sister-in-law teach you.

Judging from how our family celebrates the Chinese New Year this year, my mother will probably have to torture me into making dumplings during the Chinese New Year in the future.

I can make dumplings by following the instructions of gourds and gourds. Look, you've been working for a long time and haven't made a single dumpling. You'd better ask my sister-in-law for advice. My sister-in-law makes the best dumplings among the people present.

As the saying goes, a strict teacher makes a good disciple, I believe that my sister-in-law will be able to teach you by words and deeds, and teach you the best so that you can benefit from it."

Ouyang Xia couldn't help but frown as he listened to what his sister said. Where did this little girl learn these tongue-in-cheek words?

It's just a pack of dumplings, it looks like it's some kind of research.

Ouyang Meng secretly glanced at Fu Shiwen. Fu Shiwen just smiled slightly and continued to wrap the dumplings unhurriedly.

If you look carefully, you can find that Fu Shiwen's dumpling making speed is much slower than before.

Ouyang Xia sighed, a piece of dumpling skin became sticky in his hand.

After Ouyang Xia spent several pieces of dumpling wrappers, he managed to squeeze out a dumpling. It was not a dumpling or wonton, and it was not a personal toy.

Xue Yurou glanced at it with disgust and said, "You should make the dumplings seriously. Whoever makes the dumplings will eat it in the end."

After Xue Yurou finished speaking, she went to the back kitchen to wash a few coins, took them out and said: "I will wrap these coins by myself. After wrapping them, when the dumplings are put out, whoever can eat the coins will be wrapped by me."

Big red envelope.”

Ouyang Meng was very excited when she heard this. It happened that she hadn't worked for a long time, and she was short of money and money. With the help of this large red envelope, she could be free and happy for a while after the Chinese New Year.

Just when Ouyang Meng secretly rejoiced, Su Yunyan said again: "I will only pack six, one coin and one red envelope. It depends on which of you is lucky enough to eat it."

It seemed that only Ouyang Meng was interested among the people present. Ouyang Meng looked at him and was so excited that he pretended to be disappointed and said: "Since none of you are interested in the red envelopes, when the dumplings come out of the pot, don't compete with me."

The corner of Ouyang Xia's mouth turned bright as she deliberately said to Ouyang Meng: "I won't be short of money if I make more money myself."

Ouyang Meng was hit and curled his lips pretending to be dissatisfied.


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