Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 1111 Making Dumplings

"Ah."

Shen Qianqiao was still dissatisfied, her red lips were tightly pursed.

"You are not fat, it is my son who is fat!"

Shen Qianqiao's complexion improved now, she opened her mouth and let him feed her.

This breakfast is the same as usual.

After Shen Qianqiao finished using it, she was led by the man to take a walk in the yard.

The snow has melted these days, and the ground is dry, but the weather is still cold, half of her face is wrapped in a fur collar, and she is led by a man to digest food in the yard.

"I want to go out and have a look."

Shen Qianqiao muttered.

The man turned in a different direction and walked towards the door across the courtyard.

The outside yard is different from the inside, it is already decorated with lights and festoons, but it is very quiet and not at all popular.

She has lived in Taoping Village for three years, where every household is close together. Just after dawn on New Year's Eve, you can hear the sound of firecrackers, children playing and shouting from the villagers.

Usually two days before New Year's Eve, the family will prepare pork and prepare some food. During the New Year, they will visit around, and then they will be locked in the house to eat dumplings and eat all kinds of delicious food.

On weekdays, they live a tight life, and sometimes it is rare to eat a little meat, but on New Year's Eve, they will open their bellies and eat to their satisfaction, so the children in Taoping Village like to celebrate the New Year the most.

Shen Qianqiao stopped in her tracks.

"Ah Jing, I want to eat dumplings."

Xia Houjing turned around and his eyes fell on her stomach.

"Eat later."

Shen Qianqiao said: "Let's go to the kitchen and make dumplings ourselves."

Xia Houjing glanced at her, but didn't speak.

Shen Qianqiao dragged him, found a girl to lead the way, and went straight to the kitchen.

A group of people were preparing in the kitchen, and when they saw them coming, they all retreated outside.

The kitchen has everything, vegetables and meat are prepared in advance, and now the weather is cold, many things are still fresh.

Every year in Taoping Village, she and Xiaoyu would make dumplings to eat.

Shen Qianqiao quickly picked a piece of pork from the basket, it was more lean than fat, washed it clean, put it on the chopping board, and picked up the kitchen knife.

Xia Houjing looked at her like this, frowned tightly, went over to take the knife, and pulled her behind him.

"I come."

Shen Qianqiao looked at the tall and straight man in front of her, felt inexplicably at ease, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She rubbed her stomach and didn't compete with the man for the job.

"You chop this into as many pieces as you can."

Xia Houjing cut down quickly.

The sound of dong dong dong sounded.

Shen Qianqiao found a seat and sat down.

The man chopped up the meat very quickly, which made Shen Qianqiao speechless, and she directed the man to chop the onion and ginger, and then rolled out the dumpling wrappers with the noodles.

After that, she adjusted the flavor and made dumplings, and she did it herself.

Her eyes fell on the white face stained on the man's clothes, and then at the man's knuckle fingers. This kind of life is like an old couple. It is the life she has always wanted to live, just the two of them.

Although the man is a novice, he quickly became proficient after making a few bags.

The two packed it quickly, but after a while both dustpans were full.

After the dumplings were out of the pot, Shen Qianqiao began to season them with soy sauce, vinegar, shallots and garlic.

The man stood behind her, his eyes glued to her.

When the dumplings floated up, Shen Qianqiao picked one up, dipped it in the sauce, then blew it again and again, and fed it.

"You try it."

Xia Houjing lowered his head, opened his mouth, bit her chopsticks, and swallowed the dumpling whole.

She looked at him, and after he swallowed, she asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Hmm." The man responded.

Shen Qianqiao knew that no matter what he did, he would say it was delicious, so he even tasted two of them, and they tasted really good!
Chinese New Year should eat dumplings.

She filled a bowl, called the woman outside, and asked her to send it to Xizhu.

Then he filled two bowls and sat in the kitchen with the man to eat.

(End of this chapter)