In the era of rebirth, the beautiful wife is sassy and sweet

Chapter 84 Gu Yan opened his mouth and blew his father-in-law's rainbow fart

"want!"

Han Xiaozhao answered loudly.

Han Zhen nodded "Yes", her eyes were bright and energetic with little emotion, and it was not difficult to see the strong interest in them.

"Then let's talk about it after dinner."

Deputy Factory Manager Han said to San Xiaozhi, seeing Gu Yan stepping towards the kitchen, he couldn't help calling out: "Go and bring the chopping board, dough, and dumpling stuffing, I'll help you later."

Gu Yan responded: "Okay" and stepped out of the living room.

Deputy Factory Manager Han got up and wanted to wash his hands. Before he left, he said to San Xiaozhi: "Go and unfold the folding table and put it on the chessboard. Xiao Zhao sits and watches.

One of you will take the white pieces and the other will take the black pieces, try to play, and see if you can figure out how the chess is played. "

The three little sparkling eyes were full of excitement, they nodded their heads, and without stopping for a moment, they found the folding table, unfolded the upper chessboard, and arranged three small wooden chairs around the small table, without Deputy Factory Manager Han Talk too much, Xiao Han Zhao sit down obediently,

Blinking his big round eyes, he watched Han Zhen and Han Yu sit down on their respective chairs holding the chess jar.

"Brother, Uncle, actually I seem to understand how Grandpa and Uncle Gu play chess, why don't I try it, okay?"

Han Xiaozhao's hands were itchy, and he really wanted to prove himself.

Han Zhen: "Sit there and don't move. If I lose in a while, I will give you my seat."

"What about uncle?"

My brother said so hotly, Uncle Xiao Yu'er wouldn't play tricks, right?

"Me too. If I lose, you will replace me and your brother in the next round."

Recently, Han Yu and Han Zhen Han Zhao got along well.
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"Dad, you rolled the dumpling wrappers really well!"

Shu Ying's hands are fast, and the dumpling wrappers turned into bulging dumplings in an instant in her hands. While wrapping Shu Ying, she chatted with Deputy Factory Manager Han. Hearing her daughter's praise, Deputy Factory Manager Han responded casually:

"When you brothers and sisters were young, you made dumplings every Chinese New Year, and I rolled your mother's dumplings. This is all through exercise."

But as soon as these words came out, Deputy Factory Manager Han's expression looked a little disappointed for a moment, and he sighed: "Your mother is a good woman and a good mother, and it has been nearly ten years since she left!"

Shu Ying's movements of making dumplings were slightly slow, and then she smiled and said: "Although my mother has been away for a long time, she has always lived in our hearts, and my brother and sister, we will always be a family."

Deputy Factory Manager Han suppressed his emotions, nodded, and said softly: "Yes, no matter when, no matter where they are, we are one family!"

"Dad, Gu Yan can't roll the dumpling wrappers slower than you."

Shu Ying changed the subject, but did not attract the attention of Deputy Factory Manager Han. However, Deputy Factory Manager Han still didn't give Gu Yan a good face when he heard the words, but compared to the moment when Gu Yan just stepped into the house, he was a little more relaxed. Yan glanced lightly at the hand rolling the dumpling wrapper: "That's it."

"I'm not as fast as Uncle Han."

Gu Yan opened the corner of his mouth and smiled: "It's not as good as Uncle Han rolled the dumpling skin."

Opening her mouth, she blows the rainbow fart of her prospective father-in-law, which unsurprisingly draws a strange look from Shu Ying.

However, Gu Yan was not embarrassed at all, and continued to blow the rainbow fart of Zhun's father-in-law: "Uncle Han's dumpling wrappers are rolled evenly, and they are round and the same size, just like..."

Deputy Factory Manager Han's face was hot, and before Gu Yan could finish speaking, he interrupted: "Speak less and do more."

Isn't it just rolling out dumpling wrappers, how can there be so much attention, you brat, you can flatter, thinking that you can please him, and you can get his juicy Chinese cabbage, don't think so beautifully!

Gu Yan smiled and nodded: "Uncle Han is right."

If his feelings are correct, the attitude of the prospective father-in-law towards him seems to have changed? !
"Little aunt, what kind of stuffing are the dumplings we are going to eat at noon?"

After all, Han Xiaozhao is a three-year-old milk dumpling, and it is impossible for him to sit still for a long time.

No, the little guy sprinted over to watch Shu Ying make dumplings, blinking his big eyes, and his delicate face was full of curiosity.

"There are two kinds of stuffing, one is cabbage and meat, and the other is leek and egg, Xiao Zhao can eat whatever he wants."

The ingredients for making dumpling fillings were all bought by her from the nearest supply and marketing agency with her vegetable supply book at home after getting up early in the morning and exercising in the yard. They are very fresh.

So is pork.

As for where to get the vegetable supply book and meat ticket, well, this is the job that Shu Ying took the initiative to do when she saw her stepmother Liu Huiqin was going out with a vegetable basket.

She wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to satisfy her curiosity.

Not to mention, once Shu Ying stepped into the supply and marketing cooperative, everything was really novel.

Queuing behind the aunts, handing over the vegetable supply book, and taking the juicy vegetables from the salesperson, the joy brought by this first experience did not dissipate from Shu Ying's heart until she bought all the things and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative .

"I want to eat both, can I eat duck, little aunt?"

Han Xiaozhao sucked his saliva, he likes to eat the rice made by his little aunt the most, now just smelling the smell of the dumpling stuffing, he can't wait to cook the big white, plump and fragrant dumplings "Ah! Woo" into the mouth.

Looking at the cute little dumpling sniffing her nose and swallowing her saliva amusedly, Shu Ying said softly, "Okay, when the dumplings are cooked, my aunt will scoop some dumplings with both fillings into your bowl."

Han Xiaozhao made an opinion in a milky voice: "I want more!"

Shu Ying nodded: "Okay, a lot."

Han Xiaozhao came to Gu Yan's side at this time: "Super handsome and handsome Uncle Gu, you are so awesome, when Xiao Zhao grows up, he will be as awesome as Uncle Gu!"

"In the future, when you can roll dumpling wrappers, you will definitely be better than Uncle Gu."

Gu Yan praised the milk dumpling without hesitation.

Behind Han Xiaozhao's little hand, he nodded his head like a little adult: "I don't think I will let you down, Uncle Gu!"

Turning his gaze to Deputy Factory Manager Han, Han Xiaozhao blurted out, "Compared to the dumpling wrappers rolled by grandpa, they are super pretty and handsome, Uncle Gu, I'm afraid you and I will never be able to match them~"

"Yes, the dumpling wrappers rolled by Uncle Gu are not as good-looking as your grandfather's. I'm afraid there will be no comparison in this life."

Regarding the milk dumpling, Gu Yan couldn't stop laughing. He is so big, and compared to a milk dumpling, should he say that the little guy is cute in a childlike way, or find a corner to squat and draw circles?
He did a lot of work on rolling the dumpling wrappers, not to mention the speed of his hands, the appearance of the dumpling wrappers he rolled out was absolutely impeccable.

The dumpling wrappers that the prospective father-in-law rolled out before are just because his future son-in-law wants the old man to be happy, and by the way, he will brush up his favorability in the prospective father-in-law's heart, so that the father-in-law will not be disgraced when he sees him, and he wants to drive him out of the house .

Of course, the dumpling wrappers rolled out by the prospective father-in-law are, to be honest, pretty good.

In terms of appearance, compared with his rolling, it is slightly inferior.

The wall clock in the living room rang at twelve o'clock at noon, Shu Ying's almond eyes curved, and she said with a sweet smile: "The dumplings are finished, Dad, go wash your hands and rest, I'll cook dumplings for us right away!"

(End of this chapter)