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Chapter 154 Making Dumplings

Shen Yin didn't have the mind to care about these trivial matters, his mind was full of thoughts about Wen Tianyu.

She really wanted to ask him directly what his relationship with her mother was.

But there were some things she couldn't ask directly.

Along the way, Xiaochen chatted with Shen Yin non-stop, and Shen Yin answered him intermittently.

After nearly half an hour, we finally arrived at the Wen family's old house.

I originally thought that the house Wen Tianyu lived in was very grand.

Who would have thought that it was actually a very simple little courtyard.

Although the house was built very luxuriously, the decoration inside was extremely simple.

Especially the chair in the middle, which is obviously old, but I can’t bear to throw it away.

There were some beautiful handicrafts on the table, and in the middle was an embroidered handkerchief.

This handkerchief looks exquisite, but it is just exquisite and cannot be called a work of art.

But it was framed and hung in the most conspicuous place!
Shen Yin frowned slightly. This embroidery seemed to be his mother's handicraft!
This kind of embroidery is quite old and no one knows how to do it nowadays except her mother.

Her mother once told her that she hoped she would inherit the craft because it was passed down from her grandmother.

But she was not interested in these things by nature, and the craftsmanship was complicated, so the art was completely lost after her mother's death.

Seeing this kind of embroidery again, Shen Yin's heart was stirred.

All the coincidences added together may not be coincidences!
When he saw Shen Yin again, Wen Tianyu's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Girl, you're here..."

He wanted to say a few more words to Shen Yin, but found that given their current relationship, he could only exchange simple greetings.

Shen Yin smiled at him tenderly, just like a daughter looking at her father.

"I came to see you. How are you? Have you been feeling better these days?"

"Much better, thank you for your concern. How about you?"

"I am OK."

"That's fine! That's fine."

……

Wen Tianyu answered every word very seriously.

The relationship between the two is subtle, and even Xiaochen couldn't help but frown in confusion.

He always felt that Shen Yin and Wen Tianyu were very familiar with each other, but he could not find any evidence of familiarity.

This conversation was quite strange. If it was just a simple greeting, there would be no need to talk so long and there would be no need to rush forward to start a greeting.

But they asked it tacitly.

Suddenly he discovered that Wen Tianyu had the same dimple as Shen Yin.

"Teacher Shen, why are your dimples so similar to Grandpa Wen's? I just realized, are you father and daughter? These dimples are so beautiful, they are simply the work of nature!"

He thought that the most beautiful part of Shen Yin's facial features was her dimples, which were simply the finishing touch.

Unexpectedly, Wen Tianyu also had one by coincidence.

These words made Wen Tianyu's face look awkward for a moment.

It was this tiny detail that Shen Yin captured so keenly.

Why would a normal person feel embarrassed? It would only be because he has something to hide, otherwise he would not have this expression.

Shen Yin didn't say anything else, but looked at Wen Tianyu seriously.

Her eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

"I'm also curious, why do we all look so alike?"

Shen Yin pretended to know nothing and just looked at him motionlessly.

In fact, she could feel the struggle and fluctuation in Wen Tianyu's eyes.

Some words are like a layer of window paper, but no one is willing to break it, and this is the biggest problem. Wen Tianyu pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, and it took a long time before he smiled.

"Come in and sit down. I just made some tea. You can try the tea. It's from the tea tree I planted myself."

He made a gesture to Shen Yin and Xiao Chen.

Shen Yin looked solemn. Xiaochen was still a child after all, a born optimist.

Sitting on the sofa, just drinking tea, not thinking about anything else.

Youyou ran out from inside and took a big kite.

Xiaochen immediately became interested and took Youyou's hand to fly a kite.

Only Shen Yin and his partner were left in the living room. Wen Boxu was busy in the study with work.

Shen Yin took the teapot and poured a cup of tea into it, then put it to his lips and took a sip.

"I've drunk this kind of tea before. My mother used to grow the same kind of tea and added dried tangerine peel to it. She said it tasted the best..."

Shen Yin didn't say the rest, but he knew that with Wen Tianyu's intelligence and life experience, there was no way he didn't know what he wanted to ask.

Her mother's photos and experiences are easy to find.

It's easy for rich people like them to get all the information.

Shen Yin also had a feeling that from the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes at this moment, he must have understood everything.

Wen Tianyu smiled and nodded, "That's such a coincidence. It's rare to have a confidant in life, but it's a pity that your mother is no longer here, otherwise I really want to have tea with her."

Shen Yin looked at the embroidery and said, "This embroidery looks familiar. My mother can do this. Besides her, only my grandmother can do it. By the time of my grandmother, it was already a lost art."

She didn't say anything further, and it seemed like she was just making a point.

But the meaning was clear: this embroidered handkerchief must have been embroidered by her mother and could not have been embroidered by anyone else.

Wen Tianyu did not deny it. Since Shen Yin had asked him this question, if he denied it again, he would seem coy.

"Yes, this handkerchief was indeed embroidered by your mother."

His admission gave Shen Yin an outlet for all the confusion in his heart.

Looking at the man in front of him who looked similar to him and had the same dimples, Shen Yin had a special urge.

I want to ask directly what's on my mind.

But in order not to embarrass each other, they forced themselves to hold it back.

If someone is unwilling to acknowledge your identity, no matter how much you force them, it will be useless.

"My mother doesn't usually make money from this, if she can give it to someone, that person must be her most beloved...

His tone was full of emotion, and what he said was very suggestive.

Wen Tianyu sighed deeply, "Some things are not what you think. It can only be said that things go against one's wishes."

At this time, Wen Boxu came down from upstairs and they did not talk about this topic.

"Aren't we going to make dumplings? Youyou urged me just now, let's start preparing now."

Wen Boxu smiled brightly, then turned his gaze to Wen Tianyu.

He had no objection, so Shen Yin took the initiative to go to the kitchen.

They are grown men and are generally not good at doing these things, but who would have known that Wen Boxu is actually very good at cooking.

It only took the two of them half an hour to wrap the dumplings.

Looking at the white and plump dumplings, Shen Yin smiled happily.

"Brother Wen, how come you are so good at making dumplings? Who taught you?"

Wen Boxu was stunned for a moment, then scratched his hair awkwardly.

"My dad likes to eat dumplings, so I slowly learned how to make them for him. I don't know why, but he particularly likes eating dumplings. Every time he sees dumplings, he is reminded of them, and he only likes to eat flat dumplings..."

Shen Yin lowered his head and looked at the dumplings.

Her mother also has a habit of only making dumplings in this ordinary shape and only likes to eat dumplings in this shape.

Sometimes people even pack it crookedly on purpose.