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"Hey, if you pack more bags than me, I can grant you one wish!" Mo Xiangwan tempted. /first/post www>

"Anything is fine?" Kurosawa raised his eyebrows.

"Of course it can't be too outrageous, such as picking the moon, shooting the sun..."

Kurosawa Yao smiled badly, "Then wearing an apron after taking a shower should be within the requirements?"

Mo Xiangwan sneered, "Yu Kurosawa, please clean up the dirty things in your head!" [

"No way! My head is full of such dirty things! Clean it up, and I won't be me anymore!" Kurosawa Yao smiled charmingly, "Aiwujiu, what I said is that you should accept even the dirty things in my head!"

Mo Xiangwan rolled his eyes and scolded, "Shameless!"

Mo Xiangwan finished bickering with Kurosawa Yao, and asked Yu Tong, "Do you want to participate in the game?"

Yu Tong thought for a while, then nodded, "I will participate!"

Hei Jingsu, who was playing at the side, ran over with his hands raised, "Mum, I'll join in too!"

"But baby, you don't even know how to make dumplings..." Mo Xiangwan was embarrassed, "How about this, Mommy will teach you how to make dumplings later, but for the sake of what you just learned, I will let you double the score!"

Hei Jingsu was curious, "What is double settlement?"

Mo Xiangwan blinked, "That is to say, if you wrap one, it counts as two, and if you wrap two, it counts as four."

"Wow!" Hei Jingsu was happy, "Mommy is the best!"

Yoku Kurosawa was upset, "I don't know how to bag either!"

"I don't know how to make dumplings!" Mo Xiangwan resolutely refused to open the back door, and attacked the sugar-coated shells at the right time, "Making dumplings is easy, husband, you are so good, you will definitely make dumplings very quickly!"

Therefore, under the bewilderment of Mo Xiangwan, Kurosawa did not resolutely trace his own power.

The dumpling fillings and skins were all ready-made, and the four of them gathered around the long table in the restaurant, waiting for Mo Xiangwan's order before they could start making them.

Mo Xiangwan thought of his childhood. At that time, he was in financial difficulties. He could only eat pork-filled dumplings during the holidays, and the quantity was still very limited.Mo's mother always left her own to Mo Xiangwan, and Mo Xiangwan left her own to Mo Xiangqi.

The three of you pushed me and I pushed you, but they left the delicious dumplings, which will not be fresh when they eat the next meal.

But even if it's not fresh, Mo's mother will divide the dumplings into two equally and give each of Mo Xiangwan and Mo Xiangqi a portion to see how much they eat with gusto.

The dumplings gave Mo Xiangwan a warm and cozy memory.

Looking at the plump dumplings, she thought of her adoptive mother who raised her selflessly, and of her younger brother who taught in city b.

Now her adoptive mother has passed away, and her younger brother lives alone. She also has a husband and son by her side. [

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh and burst into tears.

A big warm hand suddenly covered her little hand.

Mo Xiangwan raised his head, only to realize that he had stopped making dumplings at some point, but was staring at the dumplings with misty tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Kurosawa asked with concern.

Mo Xiangwan was sitting next to Kuisawa Yao. She sniffed and shook her head, "It's nothing! I think of my adoptive mother. I remember that the dumplings she made are always fragrant and big, and they are delicious!"

Kurosawa smiled and handed over his bag, "Look at what I made! When you see dumplings in the future, you will definitely think of me!"

Mo Xiangwan looked down, and immediately called out, "Yu Kurosawa, what did you pack? How could you be so ugly?"