Since the pregnancy of Ning Shuqian was revealed, because she is halfway through, she has been questioned by the media and circles about her status in the Wen family, and it has really affected her a lot. In the past few days, she has participated in the capital. Several small feasts, everyone looked at her eyes, full of inquiry, doubt, sympathy, gloat and other emotions.

However, due to the indifferent attitude of the Wen family towards this matter, the enthusiasm of everyone's attention to this matter was gradually consumed, and more importantly, because of the Spring Festival, everyone's minds were put on the Spring Festival.

Regarding the Spring Festival, Grandpa is nothing like Pepsi. She has been running to Mo's house all these days, helping Grandpa to buy New Year's goods, and intends to make Mo's family lively this year.

Warm Ya Latue accompanied her grandfather to eat dinner on the 28th. The grandfather gave her a big red envelope, and she accompanied Mrs. He and Ms. Jiang to make a lot of dumplings and various fillings. Eat the most fennel stuffing.

On the morning of the 29th day of the first month, she returned to the Wen family.

After eating Lunar New Year's Eve on the morning of the 30th of the lunar month, Wen Xinya received the red envelope from Grandpa, and went to Laoshan Manor with a smile.

Si Yizheng was discussing things with Gu Yuehan. When she saw Wen Xinya, she ended her work decisively, took the big bag in her hand, and took it to the kitchen.

"I bought fresh amaranth and pork. We will make dumplings in a while, and you will also help." Wen Xinya instructed Si Yizhen to pour the pork into a filling and clean the amaranth in the sink by himself.

Gu Yuehan looked at the wise and noble, always elegant, noble, cool and proud. He pointed at the nine young people, rolled up his sleeves, bare his arms, and took a kitchen knife on the chopping board for a while, his eyes almost did not stare out. .

"Okay, Xia Sijiu nine, the pork looks like a decent look." Wen Xinya looking at his appearance of pork, almost did not smile, it is very detrimental to the image, very disillusioned.

A piece of pork quickly mashed into a puree.

Secretary Yi also came over to help Wen Xinya dishes.

Suave Ya suddenly reached out and held the faucet. There was a sudden splash of water splashing, and Si Yezhen covered her face, but Wargoya was not spared.

"Ha ha ha ha ..." Wen Ya couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Naughty!" Si Yiming petted and wiped the water stains on her face with her sleeves.

Everything is ready. The meat paste is warmly and elegantly mixed, and the meat paste and amaranth are fried in a pan, and Si Yizhen is still directed in his mouth.

"salt!"

Si Yizhang handed her the salt shaker.

"pepper!"

Si Yizhen looked for it, and finally found the suspected pepper box and handed it to Wen Ya.

She said warmly and elegantly, "This is hemp pepper powder, not pepper powder. The pepper powder is placed next to the hemp pepper powder."

Gu Yuehan faced, and for a moment, he fell into the dust of the earth and was a bit incompetent.

This kind of toss, Warm and Ya has fried the meat filling, Si Yi sniffed the fragrance from the large pot of meat filling, could not help but move his index finger, immediately took the chopsticks and tasted: "It is really delicious. "

Wen Xinya smile: "It would be better to make dumplings."

Because the dumpling skin is complicated to make, she bought a ready-made one. She stuffed a dumpling skin and put it in Si Yizhen's hand: "Nine young children of Xia Si, everyone has their share of dumplings, and you are no exception."

Si Yichen stuffed the dumpling skin in his hand into Mumu, and Gu Yuehan, who was still not conscious, said, "Do it yourself."

Gu Yuehan faced and stared at the dumpling skin in his hand.

Si Yizheng held the round dumpling skin, watching Wen Xinya, holding a spoon to put the meat filling on the dumpling skin, and then filling the dumpling into a crescent shape.

Wen Xinya, seeing how he looked like he was holding dumpling skins, he couldn't help raising a strange sense of balance in his heart: "I thought you were omnipotent, but I didn't expect ... You won't. "

"Then you teach me." Si Yiming humbly asked for advice.

For a moment, Warm and Ya felt that her image had become taller, and a sense of vanity had spread. She gathered up and taught him, "Will you do it now?"

"I'll try it." Si Yichen took another dumpling skin, learned the Wen Xinya appearance, filled the meat with a spoon and put it on the meat, and then learned to Wen Xinyaly make the dumpling skin into a beautiful shape.

When a small and exquisite dumpling was placed on her palm, there was an urge to vomit bad things. She just taught it once, and the dumplings he made were even more beautiful than hers.

The meager superiority and vanity in her heart disappeared for a moment.

Seeing that her complexion was changing, Si yelled at him for a while, and then gritted her teeth, and asked, "Is it bad for me?"

At the same time, Wen Yiya rubbed her teeth against Si Yihuan: "No, the bag is good!"

Thinking of how Mom and Jiang had taught her for a few minutes at the beginning, she learned. After a few ugly dumplings were out of the oven, she could wrap them a little bit decently.

That is to say, she can only hold her hand, so she dared to show it in front of Si Yihuan, never expecting ...

Sure enough, people are more deadly than popularity.

Practice makes perfect, and it is simply nonsense when applied to people who can do perfect things no matter what they do.

Si Yizhen carefully held the comparison between his dumplings and warm Yabao, and suddenly knew where her angry emotions came from.

So he calmly took one dumpling skin and wrapped another one. This time, because the meat filling was too much, the thin dumpling skin was broken.

After the Wen Xinya look, I couldn't help but smile proudly: "It's okay, I will make fried dumplings for a while, and it will make perfect when cooked, but a few more bags will not be the case."

In the beginning, He and Jiang also used these words to comfort her.

Si Yiming's eyes flashed with coddling, but then he would make dumplings more warm and ugly, no matter how many.

And when Gu Yuehan succeeded in making dumplings that were more beautiful than Wen Xinya, he glanced calmly at the dumplings in Gu Yuehan's hands.

Gu Yuehan suddenly felt that the vest was slightly cold, and subconsciously stuffed the dumplings twice, and then ... a dumpling that was uglier than Tianjin Dog ignored it was released.

Wen Ya found that only her dumplings were the most beautiful, and she was so disappointed that she couldn't help looking at his unparalleled face while Si Yizhen didn't pay attention to rubbing the flour into his face. His stomach hurt when he smiled, and he provoked his jaw to tease him: "Yo! Where's the little white face, so handsome! Give my sister a smile."

Gu Yuehan's face became convulsed, and his cold and grim face showed a weirdness.

Nine young, have you been teased, OK?

Can you be a little conscious of being teased!