The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 88

But this time, Ye Xiangchun made dumplings and only made less than five. Jing Chen frowned again, looking so helpless that his teeth hurt.

Ye Xiangchun also noticed Jing Chen's obviously restrained expression.

But she just ignored it, pinched another dumpling, and put it aside happily.

"Hiss..." Jing Chen couldn't bear it anymore, and picked Ye Xiangchun's wrist with the bamboo stick in his hand, and pushed her hand away to take the dumpling wrapper with a look of disgust, "You know how to eat, right? "

"I'm not idle." Ye Xiangchun tilted his head, and said in a reasonable way: "It's okay not to work and eat ready-made food."

"But you..." Looking at the crooked dumplings, Jing Chen really had a stomachache.

Jing Chen's skill in rolling the dumpling is really good, each dumpling skin is uniform in thickness and size.

But when Ye Xiangchun filled the stuffing, he was random. There were more dumplings in one dumpling and less in that dumpling. The dumplings he pinched had only sides of different lengths and no belly.

The wrapped dumplings couldn't stand up one by one, and fell limply, not to mention how ugly they were.

Ye Xiangchun pushed Jingchen's hand vigorously, and said indignantly, "Why do you have so much trouble making dumplings? The dumplings must look as good-looking as you? What's wrong."

This sentence was originally Ye Xiangchun's angry words, but I don't know which sentence hit Jing Chen's weakness.

Jing Chen was obviously taken aback for a moment, but he didn't stop Ye Xiangchun from getting the dumpling wrappers, and even licked the corners of his mouth quietly.

Ye Xiangchun held back his anger, and no matter what Jing Chen's expression was, he lowered his head and made a quick dumpling, wishing that the dumplings would become uglier than the other.

But not only was Jing Chen not picky any more, looking at the dumplings lying on the table one by one was actually a bit pleasing to the eye.

It wasn't until the dumplings were ready to be put into the pot that Ye Xiangchun came back to his senses, remembering that he had said, "The dumplings must look as good-looking as you?"

She glanced at the corner of Jing Chen's mouth that had been raised all the time, and spat: "It's really stinky, do you think I'm praising you?"

"Well, indeed." Jing Chen put the dumplings into the pot, turned his head and smiled at Ye Xiangchun, showing two neat rows of white teeth.

Jing Chen is really pretty when he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are curved into a beautiful arc, and there is a sparkle in his bright eyes.

Ye Xiangchun was slightly dazed, until Jing Yu tugged at her sleeve.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Ye Xiangchun hurriedly withdrew her admiring eyes of the pretty little brother, and lowered her head to ask Jingyu, "What do you want?"

"Vinegar." Jing Yu whispered, pointing to the casserole where the dumplings were cooked.

Only then did Ye Xiangchun understand that what Jing Yu meant was that the dumplings should be dipped in vinegar.

But not to mention vinegar, even the soy sauce for dumpling stuffing was brought by Jing Chen last time.I used up the bottom of the remaining bottle, and now I have a small handful of salt grains at home.

Only then did Ye Xiangchun understand what Jing Chen was feeling when she said she was lazy.This day is too casual, not refined at all.

"Xiaoyu, let's make do with this meal. Your brother is in a hurry to leave." Ye Xiangchun pulled Jingyu aside, and said in a low voice embarrassedly: "From today on, let's live a good life."

Jing Yu is very well-behaved, not self-willed or too demanding, basically what Ye Xiangchun says.

So when the dumplings came out of the pot, I didn't care if there was no vinegar dish. Instead, I sat on the small bench and ate happily.

Jing Chen wasn't picky either.I probably always thought he was prettier than Dumpling, and I was in a good mood.

(End of this chapter)