Marry the first wife

"Is it possible that the second sister thinks that I am thinking something that I shouldn't be thinking?" Fu Yao asked with raised eyebrows.

"You are thinking too much. I just care about you. Big sister, please don't put undue thoughts on me." Fu Yu took the handkerchief handed by the maid at the side, wiped it and said, "Big sister It’s better to finish making the dumplings earlier, so that mine won’t end up in the pot, and I don’t know where sister’s is?”

Fu Yao did not continue Li Huina and Fu Yu, but focused on the unfinished bait dumplings.

Bait dumplings should be in the right shape, neither too big nor too small. This requires a certain degree of moderation, but how to measure it requires a lot of thinking.

Like ordinary female relatives, the dumplings they eat are no bigger than a baby's fist, and they pursue a small and exquisite one. But the gentlemen of the Jingyuan General's Mansion cannot make them like this. They have a big appetite and usually eat dozens of them. They are used to it. Wu's men all have good appetites.

However, Mrs. Xie's suggestion that the young masters and ladies of General Jingyuan's Mansion make dumplings is not really to let them make dumplings, but to enhance the relationship between sisters and brothers.

Only sisters who have grown up together can have true feelings. Could it be that Mrs. Xie wants to expect unwarranted feelings to develop between sisters and brothers who usually don't see each other.

Therefore, Fu Yao simply made a few small bait dumplings and that was it.

Entering the side hall, I sat with several brothers and sisters and waited for the meal to arrive.

The sisters were chatting and laughing. Fu Yao saw the smile on Fu Fang's face stagnant. She followed her gaze and saw a frail beauty with a tight waist walking in.

Needless to say, the brothers and sisters of the Fu family have grown up together since they were young. They have broken bones and connected tendons, and they usually know what kind of temperament they have.

This year is not peaceful. Shen Zhaoxian and Zhou Chuyao have come to the family. Although they are curious about outsiders, they are united internally.

No, the Winter Solstice is not a day for family reunion, but it is also a special day for General Jingyuan's Mansion, where the sisters and brothers in the family get together.

But Zhou Chuyao is an outsider. Why is he here at this time?

Fu Yao is not the only one who has this idea. The three brothers Fu Weiqian and Fu Yu, as well as the two sisters Fu Fang, looked at the visitor with surprise. The first one to attack was Fu Yu, the legitimate daughter, "Sister Chu Yao, today What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Zhou Chuyao's steps stopped, and everyone present nodded slightly and said in a soft voice, "Just now, my aunt sent my nanny to ask me to come find the sisters to play with."

Fu Yao and Fu Fang's eyes met in the air, and they immediately understood each other's thoughts. Mrs. Xie had good intentions and wanted Zhou Chuyao to quickly integrate into their circle and truly become relatives.

Fu Yu was puzzled and said confusedly: "Don't try to trick me. How could my mother do such stupid things..."

"Yu'er." Fu Weiqian hurriedly interrupted Fu Yu's doubts and said with a smile: "Yu'er, my mother has her own reasons for doing this. Sister Chuyao, come here quickly. There are just two places left here."

Fu Weiqian waved to Zhou Chuyao and motioned for her to sit over quickly.

Fu Yao glanced at the position. It was just the right position. On the right was her elder brother, on the left was Fu Yu, and Zhou Chuyao was sandwiched between them.

Hearing this, Zhou Chuyao immediately cast a grateful look at Fu Weiqian.

Since it was his own brother, Fu Yu couldn't say much to avoid damaging his eldest brother's face. He threw the handkerchief and said calmly: "Okay, come here quickly."

The obviously unkind tone reached Zhou Chuyao's ears, and she saw tears in the beauty's eyes and a sense of grievance in her steps.Fu Weiqian glanced at his sister, with a flash of helplessness in his eyes.

Fu Yu talked to Fu Yao for a while, and then to his opponent Fu Yu. After talking for a long time, he didn't turn around to look at Zhou Chuyao.

"Third sister, let me tell you, this must be the bait dumpling made by the eldest sister." Fu Yu pointed at a bait dumpling with an indescribable appearance and said with a smile: "This is the craftsmanship of the eldest sister."

Fu Yu responded: "Isn't it? Even the dumplings made by the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother are better-looking than those made by the eldest sister."

As the protagonist at the center of the incident, Fu Yao scooped up the dumplings in the bowl, raised her eyes, then lowered her head, her small ears gradually turning red.

The skin of the dumplings was torn, with the leek leaves mixed with the meat filling exposed. It was obvious that there was too much filling and the skin was broken.

Fu Yao also felt a little ashamed in her heart, a shame that pierced her brain. The sisters and brothers in the family could handle every dumpling they made. Even Fu Fang, who was in poor health, could do it. Only she... ····

It really doesn't make sense.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about the delicate girl in our house. If you talk about it again, I'm afraid my eldest sister's face will be buried in the bowl." Fu Wei'an joked.

"Second brother..." Fu Yao's face was red and blood dripping. She didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or embarrassment. No matter which one it was, it didn't make much difference.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, it's okay." Fu Weian continued: "The dumplings made by the eldest sister are the most beautiful, dozens of times better than mine."

Fu Yao put down the spoon in her hand, pursed her lips, and said with a red face, "Second brother, if you make fun of me again, I will make the eldest brother, third brother, second sister, and third sister not allowed to Talk to you."

Hearing this, Fu Weiyuan looked very scared, covered his mouth with both hands, and said, "Sister, I'm so scared if you say that again." He turned around and smiled at everyone: "You must do this in the future. Talk to me."

Everyone shook their heads and smiled, but they were more helpless at Fu Weian's behavior.

"Okay, okay, Wei'an, don't tease your sister anymore. You really made her cry. What should you do?" As the oldest person among them, Fu Weiqian took the initiative to untie Fu Yao's hand. Disaster.

"Humph, that's right, second brother, if you mess with me again, I will file a complaint." There was support behind him, and Fu Yao was no longer afraid.

Hearing this, Fu Weian stood up and bowed to Fu Yao, "The young man made a mistake, I hope the Fu family girl won't be angry. It is said that the eldest sister is considerate, kind-hearted, gentle and generous, and she will not get angry if she behaves well. I’m angry.”

Fu Yao's eyebrows arched, and she stood up and said, "I heard that my second brother has always been a person who corrects his mistakes when he knows they are wrong. Now that I see it, it's true."

Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone burst into laughter. At this moment, all the usual rifts between sisters and brothers disappeared.

Zhou Chuyao was sitting among the crowd, watching all this with cold eyes. Even though she was sitting here, the excitement in the dining room had nothing to do with her.

　Babies, Persimmon wants to read your messages, send your precious tickets, and collect them.

　　(End of this chapter)