I am your city

Chapter 767 Little White Eyed Wolf
Seeing Yi Jingcheng approaching, Le Youyou hurriedly moved aside to make room for him, then looked at the not-so-pretty dumplings she made, and said with a smile, "It's okay, we eat it by ourselves anyway, no one would dislike it .”

"There are not many young people who can cook these days," Grandma Le said with a smile, "If you know how to cook, you are already very good."

Anyway, she likes this grandson-in-law more and more.

Yi Jingcheng smiled, took the dumpling wrapper from the table, and pinched the dumpling according to the impression in his memory.

His fingers were originally thin and long, with very distinct joints, so the dumplings are more like a work of art in his hands.

After pinching the dumplings in a circle, Yi Jingcheng put them in his hands and asked humbly, "Grandma, auntie, is this okay?"

The small dumpling was like a small ingot in his palm, and even the folds on the skin seemed to be measured, pinched very evenly.

Le Youyou looked at his, then at her own, and gritted her teeth secretly.

This guy must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, even making a dumpling has to be so formulaic, so rigid and standard.

Grandma Le and Mother Le were surprised when they saw the dumplings made by Yi Jingcheng. They even said that they didn't make them well after they had caught up with them.

Grandma Le was even more happy, her face wrinkled, and she fell to Yi Jingcheng, "Yuyou, you really found a treasure. This is the first time grandma has seen such a beautiful dumpling made by a boy at such an advanced age."

In this kind of thing, besides talent, it is more important to be attentive. You can be so careful when dealing with small things, let alone people.

Le Youyou puffed her face, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm not bad, grandma, how can you only praise him? Partial."

Grandma Le laughed, "You're not bad, but compared to Cheng'er, you're a little worse. Grandma can't speak out of conscience."

Le Youyou, "..."

Thinking that she was really upset, Yi Jingcheng raised his hand and scratched the tip of her little nose lightly, and said with a smile, "Okay, your bag is the best, don't pout."

If he continued to mumble, he might not be able to resist kissing her in front of the elders.

.........

In the evening, because Grandma Le was getting old, she went to bed after making the dumplings. When the four of them gathered around to watch the Spring Festival Gala, Le Youyou stretched out her hand to her parents and bared her teeth, "Dad, Mom, this year's What about the New Year's money?"

Le's mother gave her a white look, and reached out to pat her palm, "I still need lucky money when I'm old, and besides, it's still two hours before the New Year."

Le Youyou, "Then no matter how old I am, I am still a child in front of you, I don't care, I still have to ask for the New Year's money."

Seeing that his little girl was like a child, Yi Jingcheng felt helpless, pulled her hand over, and said dotingly, "I'll just give you your lucky money from now on."

Le's father laughed and pushed Le's mother, "Okay, don't tease her, anyway, you have to give it sooner or later, don't make her anxious, after marrying Jingcheng, you won't come back to see us."

"I don't need her to look at it," Le's mother said, but she stood up and took out two red envelopes from the cabinet, and patted Le Youyou on the head, "This is a little white-eyed wolf. She doesn't care how much you give her." Too much."

Le Youyou grabbed one of the red envelopes, smiling with crooked eyes, "I don't think there are too many red envelopes, thank you mom, happy new year!"

Mother Le stared at her all night, then handed the other to Yi Jingcheng, "Jingcheng, this is yours, don't take it too lightly, it's just a moral."

(End of this chapter)