Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"Nianhe was still talking about wanting to eat. It just occurred to me that I haven't made dumplings for a long time. It just so happened that Nianzhi came back. It's fun to eat together."

Speaking of which, Tang Yirui turned her head to Xu Nianzhi, "It's rare for you to come back, so I'll treat you to this, really..."

Before Tang Yirui finished feeling, Xu Nianhe, who was washing his hands in the kitchen, poked his head out immediately.

"Auntie, don't say that. I really like the dumplings made by Auntie. I wanted to eat them when I was in England. Now I have to thank my sister. It just made me a real treat."

Xu Nianhe's words sounded nice, making Tang Yirui smile, she was obviously very satisfied with these words.

After Xu Nianhe dried his hands, he immediately sat next to Xu Nianzhi and started making dumplings together.

Sitting there with empty hands, Jian Anran was a little embarrassed, watching the three of them talking and laughing happily.

Jian Anran suddenly felt like an uninvited guest, somewhat redundant.

First there was a flash mob during the day, and then there was a Hongmen Banquet at night.

Today's social capacity has reached the upper limit, and Jian Anran has been thinking that after the meeting is over, she will have to reward herself with a cup of milk tea to recover.

Tang Yirui's attitude towards Xu Nianhe is close and warm, and every sentence highlights the unusual relationship between them.

They have known each other for a long time, and it can almost be said that they know everything about each other.

While Xu Nianhe was skillfully making dumplings, he began to pretend to be serious and told Tang Yirui not to eat seaweed every day, otherwise his blood pressure would be low and he would feel uncomfortable again.

Her ingenious use of words and tone made Tang Yirui smile from ear to ear.

After the first batch of dumplings was put into the pot, Xu Nianhe pressed the timer.

Waiting until the timer was almost over, Tang Yirui ordered Mama Li to pick it up, then turned her head, and said to Jian Anran who had been staring at the table in a daze: "Anran."

Only then did she come to her senses, Jian Anran looked up at Tang Yirui with a dazed look.

"Can I trouble you to go to the study on the second floor and ask Mr. Wen to come down for dinner? Go up the first room on the left hand side of the stairs."

Nodding her head, Jian Anran responded and pulled away her chair and walked towards the stairs.

At the corner of the corridor, she breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the people behind her could not see her.

She felt as if she had strayed into a family dinner, and she had even found it difficult to breathe.

Jane Anran went up the stairs to the second floor, only the door of the first room on the left was open, and the white light inside illuminated a corner of the corridor.

Walking to the door, there is a blueprint table in the center of the study. The tabletop is erected at a 45-degree angle to the ground.

Wen Shuliang was wearing thick glasses, and was gesturing on the drawings with a ruler and a needle pen in his hand.

Too focused on the drawings, Wen Shuliang failed to notice Jian Anran who stood at the door for a long time.

"Ms. Wen." She called out.

The other party just lifted up from the drawing, saw that it was Jian Anran, and immediately put down the tools in his hand and stood up.

"Are you back?" Wen Shuliang greeted first.

After a long silence, the other party spoke again: "Did you see the two sisters downstairs?"

"Well," she nodded, "I see."

Wen Shuliang didn't speak, and walked straight towards the door, and murmured when passing by Jian Anran: "I'm dizzy from the noise."

When Wen Shuliang and Wen Shuliang walked to the restaurant, the scattered flour and meat fillings on the table were almost cleaned up.

The first pot of hot dumplings was placed in the center of the small round table.

Wen Shuliang went straight to the main seat and took his seat, because there were no other people, so everyone sat in twos and threes, not caring much about the position.

After dinner, Wen Siheng still failed to come over, Xu Nianhe looked dejected and lost his soul, staring pitifully at the direction of the silent door in a daze.

Jane Anran: Hello?What do you want?When am I dead?

Suddenly remembered the pig liver red marriage certificate on the entrance wall. Since the frame was hung up, Xu Nianhe who lives downstairs has never been here again.

For a moment, Jian Anran even wanted to take the initiative to invite Xu Nianhe to their house, but thinking of Xu Nianhe's difficult character, if it is easy to ask God to send God, it will be troublesome to get angry.

"By the way, Anran." Tang Yirui in the kitchen turned around.

"I still have some prepared minced meat here. There's a lot left. You can pack some and take it home later."

"However, there seems to be no flour at home. I didn't seem to find it at Siheng's house last time, so you have to trouble to buy it."

"It's okay," Jian Anran subconsciously said, "I can buy ready-made dumpling wrappers."

For a moment, she seemed to think that buying ready-made dumpling wrappers was a heinous crime, but Tang Yirui stared at her with somewhat surprised eyes.

Xu Nianhe didn't hold back: "Isn't it? Why do some people buy ready-made dumpling wrappers to eat dumplings?"

"How can this be eaten?!"

Originally thinking about leaving after having a meal today, Jian Anran didn't really want to care too much, seeing the people in front of her like a family, to be honest she didn't care too much.

She hadn't intended to become a family with anyone present.

Hearing the other party's increasingly exaggerated tone, Jian Anran didn't even want to pretend at the moment.

"You can't eat the ready-made dumpling wrappers? What about the quick-frozen dumplings in the supermarket? What do you want people who eat quick-frozen dumplings to think?"

Unexpectedly, Jian Anran would directly turn back, Xu Nianhe just wanted to get angry, but when he looked up, he met Jian Anran's smiling and kind face.

As if joking, Xu Nianhe had nowhere to play.

Tang Yirui hurried out to smooth things over: "Oh, it's also very convenient to buy ready-made dumpling wrappers."

Not wanting to stay here any longer, Jian Anran immediately stood up, "Mr. Wen, Mr. Tang, I have class tomorrow, so I'll go back first. Goodbye, teacher."

Hearing these words, Mama Li's packing action in the kitchen quickened a bit, Tang Yirui said a few polite words, seeing that Jian Anran was about to leave, she didn't force her to stay.

He took the packed things and walked outside the door. Just as he was about to close the door, he felt a resistance from inside the door.

Jian Anran let go of her hand, and saw that the person inside the door was Wen Shuliang.

"It's so late, wait a minute, I'll get the keys and drive you off." Wen Shuliang said.

After quickly rejecting Wen Shuliang, Jian Anran opened the taxi-hailing software and said, "Take a taxi very quickly, so I won't bother Teacher Wen so late."

Seeing that Jian Anran insisted on taking a taxi, Wen Shuliang didn't say anything anymore, just stood at the door, watched her walk a few steps away, and then raised his heels to come up.

"I'll send it to you."

Some wondered that Wen Shuliang would offer to send her off. Jian Anran didn't know much about this nominal father-in-law, and had only met twice in total, and had barely spoken to her.

After walking a long way, Wen Shuliang said suddenly: "You don't need to care about Xu Nianhe."