Fairview Nongmen Xiaofu Girl

"Well, I've finished reading it. Very well done. This is the best birthday gift I've ever received." He waited for her to tell him what was so special about it, but he couldn't tell anyway.

By the way, a compliment.

"Of course I made it very carefully! I put in twice as much effort." Ruoxuan happily took the clothes from his hand, folded them and put them back into the wooden box, and then stuffed them back into her Qiankun bag.

Xuanyuan Que had a bad feeling in his heart: "Why did you take it back?"

Ruoxuan: "I have given away all the gifts. I have to keep them for my dowry. Otherwise, I have to make another dress."

If you put in twice the effort, you must achieve twice the result.

Xuanyuan Que: "..."

So his birthday gift this year is a look?
"What if we don't get married next year?"

Ruoxuan's eyes lit up: "Is that so? Then can I get this dress again next year?"

Xuanyuan Que: "..."

get out!

Don't want to see her!
Last year he prepared sixteen birthday gifts for her. This year she is seventeen years old, and he prepared seventeen gifts for her. What about her?
Just thinking about it makes me angry!
Of course a certain flower couldn't just roll away, Xuanyuan Que was so angry that he disappeared on the spot.

Ruoxuan was dumbfounded. Lord Xuanyuan hasn't given her a gift yet?
Why did you run away?

She quickly chased after him and knocked on the door.

Xuanyuan Que didn't open the door.

Ruoxuan said outside the door: "Brother Xuanyuan, have you forgotten something?"

"Really? What did you forget?"

Ruoxuan: "Where is my birthday present?"

Xuanyuan Que: "The birthday gift is your wedding dress. You have tried it before, so there is no need to look at it."

Ruoxuan: "..."

Xuanyuan Que continued: "By the way, next year's birthday gift will also be a wedding dress."

Ruoxuan: "..."

Ruoxuan knocked on the door again, but the person inside didn't answer her.

Just then Yan Jiaojiao came to give her a gift, so Ruoxuan ignored him!

Ruoxuan was open-minded. She thought that the gift she gave to Lord Xuanyuan was the clothes in her dowry, and the gift Lord Xuanyuan gave to her could also be her wedding dress.

She ran happily to see what gift Yan Jiaojiao had given her.

Xuanyuan Que, who was about to open the door after she knocked on it seventeen times, said: "..."

I really overestimated the patience of a certain flower. I only took seven photos of it!

You still want a gift for this?
Absolutely not!
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On New Year’s Eve, people stay up all night and gather together to make and cook dumplings.

Ruoxuan had never made dumplings so seriously before, and it was also her first time to make them by herself.

In the past, she always sat on the side and watched everyone making dumplings. Ruoxuan was not very interested in these handicrafts.

The dumplings that Ruoxuan made were in the shape of daylilies. Of course, no one except Xuanyuan Que could tell what she was making.

Xuanyuan Que guessed this because he knew her narcissism.

Ruoxuan always puts too much filling in the dumplings and they can’t be wrapped. She wants to make them into petal shapes, so she adds layer by layer of dumpling wrappers.

Ruoxuan asked Grandma Lei: "Grandma, how many dumplings do you want to eat?"

Grandma Lei looked at her precious granddaughter, who already had seven or eight dumplings in her hand, and stretched out a finger: "One is enough!"

Fortunately, Xuanbao will not marry into an ordinary family in the future. Otherwise, if she married an ordinary family, she would have to cook for herself every day. How would she survive?
Ruoxuan asked the Queen Mother again, and the Queen Mother immediately said, "I am old, and I can't digest too much at night. One is enough!"

Ruoxuan asked Yan Jiaojiao and Zhou Ludong, as well as Aunt Yuhua and Shopkeeper Gu, and they all said, "One is enough!"

Ruoxuan didn't ask Xuanyuan Que.

Xuanyuan Que was reading a book and was not making dumplings. Seeing Ruoxuan asked everyone except himself, he got a gloomy face. So this flower didn't even let him make dumplings?

Even though she wrapped it like this, he didn't want to eat it, but whether to eat or not is one thing, and whether she wraps it or not is another.

But he didn't want to eat it, so he didn't ask. In the end, Ruoxuan carefully made a dumpling for everyone and five for Xuanyuan Que, a total of eleven.

Then she made the noodles. She took a piece of flour and rolled out a noodle as thick as a finger.

At first, no one understood what Ruoxuan was doing.

The Queen Mother couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Xuanbao, what do you want to make? Mahua?"

Ruoxuan: “Noodles.”

Everyone: “…”

Noodles as thick as fingers?

Who eats it?

It seems like I'm full before I even start eating.

Xuanyuan Que raised his eyebrows. He didn't just go, but from that moment on he read the book all night and finally began to like it.

Quarter of an hour later, when the dumplings were cooked and served, Ruoxuan took a spoon and took the initiative to serve everyone a dumpling she had made, and then served five to Xuanyuan Que.

The noodles were cooked and served in a bowl.

If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, you would never know that this was cooked from a single noodle!
Everyone looked at the fist-sized dumplings in their bowls and were very glad that they had said just one would be enough!
It’s simply not enough!
The Queen Mother glanced at another large bowl filled with five fist-sized dumplings, and looked sympathetically at her beloved grandson who was reading a book.

See, this is what happens when you don’t fit in!

If he had sat down with everyone to make dumplings, he would not have eaten five dumplings!
After Ruoxuan divided the dumplings, Yan Jiaojiao picked up her bowl and stood up: "I'm going out to enjoy the moon."

Zhou Ludong quickly followed: "I'm going to enjoy the moon too."

The Queen Mother quickly picked up the bowl and followed: "I'm going to enjoy the moon too."

Ruoxuan was surprised: "There is a moon viewing on New Year's Eve?"

Mother Lei: "I'm enjoying the snow!"

Ruoxuan was surprised: "It doesn't seem to snow in Shaxi County."

Aunt Yuhua and Shopkeeper Gu said in unison: "I'm watching the wind!"

Ruoxuan: "..."

Can you appreciate the wind?

Several people changed their words at the same time: "Yes, let's go enjoy the wind! Enjoy the wind!"

Yan Jiaojiao finally realized something was wrong and changed her words: "No, it was the wind blowing!"

Everyone: "Yes, it's blowing the wind! Blowing the wind!"

Ruoxuan: "Blowing wind in the middle of winter?"

"The dumplings are too hot, you have to blow on them before you can eat them!" Zhou Ludong, who was walking at the end, responded quickly.

Everyone ran away, fearing that they would have to eat noodles again later.

Ruoxuan ignored them. She came to Xuanyuan Que holding the big bowl and said, "Happy birthday, Brother Xuanyuan! Happy New Year!"

"The dumplings are my New Year's gift. I made them myself. There is also a plate of longevity noodles I made for you. The longevity noodles are a birthday gift."

Ruoxuan also knew that the birthday gift she gave this time was too perfunctory.

But this is also because she came to southern Xinjiang, and she has been either traveling or busy with this and that, so she has no time to prepare.

In order to express how much she values ​​Lord Xuanyuan's birthday, when everyone was making dumplings tonight, she suddenly had an idea and thought of making dumplings and longevity noodles!
That way you have New Year gifts and birthday gifts!

Xuanyuan Que looked at the five big fists in the bowl, and then glanced at the longevity noodles on the round table not far away.

Is that a plate? That's a pot!
He had a headache, so he couldn't expect too much from her cooking: "Is it as thick as noodles?"

how to eat?
Ruoxuan said confidently: "Of course longevity noodles must be thick and long, otherwise how can you live long? After all, you have lived to such an old age, so of course they have to be thicker, bigger and longer. This is what I thought of on a whim, isn't it very thoughtful?"

Of course she would never admit that she couldn't make thin noodles.

Xuanyuan Que: "..."

He knew what he was afraid of. He was most afraid that a certain flower would suddenly have an idea! (End of this chapter)