Hidden Contract Marriage

Shu Xiaotong stopped smiling, and there was still some smile in his tone.

"Qi Zixiu, have you seen others make dumplings?"

Qi Zixiu thought about it, recalled it, and shook his head.

"I haven't seen raw dumplings. No, I've only seen frozen dumplings."

Qi Zixiu's words were lovely and amused three people. Qi Zixiu looked at the three people. He was really embarrassed. I didn't expect that Qi Zixiu would be so embarrassed now.

When Shu Xiaotong stopped laughing, Qi Zixiu blacked his face and said, "it's funny?"

The eyes looked up and down at Shu Xiaotong, fixed on Shu Xiaotong's face and gave Shu Xiaotong a warning look.

Shu Xiaotong naturally knew Qi Zixiu's meaning and shook her head quickly, but she didn't want Qi Zixiu to settle with her. She was a real hero.

"It's not funny at all. I just think you're too handsome."

"Such a unique way of praise really brightens my eyes. Xiaotong, I can always be so humorous. Just be happy. By the way, I'll go to Xiao Li and see if he can make dumplings together."

"No, there are so many dumpling fillings. If you can't make them, go and watch them. I'll make them with my grandmother and grandpa, and then you and Xiao Li will eat them."

"If you don't rest, how can I rest? Give me that small rolling pin and I'll roll dumpling skins for you."

Shu Xiaotong was worried and gave Qi Zixiu the rolling pin in his hand. Qi Zixiu took it. Shu Xiaotong's eyes were full of doubt.

Qi Zixiu thought, isn't it rolling out a dumpling skin? Can he be afraid?

Qi Zixiu took a dough from his face. He began to imitate Shu Xiaotong's actions just now.

However, when the rolling pin was in Shu Xiaotong's hand, it seemed very obedient, but in Qi Zixiu's hand, it became the most naughty child. Qi Zixiu didn't listen at all. Qi Zixiu wanted it to go right, it went left, and Qi Zixiu turned the dough, which was as fixed as dead.

Qi Zixiu rolled out a flat and long dough like a dog's tongue, and then rolled it out to put it directly into the pot.

Qi Zixiu looked at his masterpiece with an embarrassing smile on his face. He looked at the old woman and grandpa.

"Well, grandparents, the dumpling skin I rolled is not good. Don't mind. I can roll it next."

Grandpa and grandma naturally don't mind: "you can roll the dumpling skin whatever you want. Anyway, it will be wrapped into dumplings."

Shu Xiaotong didn't want to miss this opportunity. "Really, why don't I believe you can" OK? "

Now, the world is a face watching world. Although the requirements of dumpling skin are not high and the stuffing is the same, the round one is always much better than the flat and long one.

Qi Zixiu smiled mysteriously: "wait, you can see my super cooking talent right away."

As a result, Qi Zixiu's so-called culinary mastery failed when he met dumplings.

Finally, as like as two peas, Qi Zixiu, who had not paid how many dumplings he had made, rolled out the round dumpling skin and was exactly the same as Shu Xiaotong's.

Several people, just so slowly wrapping dumplings, such a time is still very comfortable, talking and laughing, without the depression in the city, Qi Zixiu suddenly fell in love with making dumplings.

Today's Shu Xiaotong has a good skill in making dumplings. In the future, he must eat more dumplings. He rolls out dough and Shu Xiaotong makes dumplings. The husband and wife match. Of course, the premise is that Shu Xiaotong has children. Yes, so they can make dumplings together as a family.

Looking at the interaction between Shu Xiaotong and Qi Zixiu so much, the two old people couldn't help thinking of their youth. They were so young at that time. Youth is really good. Years are unforgiving.

A few people talked and laughed and finished making dumplings.

Looking at the dumplings in front of him, Shu Xiaotong is full of satisfaction. He has worked for so long, and the results are still good and fruitful.

Of course, the most important thing is that in terms of cooking, there is only dumpling making. She does better than Qi Zi.

Because there were only boiled dumplings left, Shu Xiaotong asked grandpa and grandma to have a rest first. Just give her and Qi Zixiu the boiled dumplings.

Grandpa and grandma didn't refuse, so they left to cook dumplings. Young people can cook them.

Qi Zixiu looked at the dumplings and brought them over: "Xiaotong, why don't you go outside to have a rest? I'll cook it and take it out."

"Husband, are you sure you can cook dumplings?"

For a person who hasn't even seen raw dumplings, Shu Xiaotong is really not sure. He can cook dumplings.

Qi Zixiu looked relaxed and shrugged.

"It's just to cook dumplings. What's the difficulty? When the water boils, just put the dumplings in. Let the water in the pot roll a few times and it will be cooked."

"That's it?"

"No, what else?" Qi Zixiu was puzzled.

Shu Xiaotong suddenly smiled. Sure enough, he guessed well. Qi Zixiu just couldn't cook dumplings.

Shu Xiaotong smiled happily, but Qi Zixiu looked puzzled. What was Xiaotong laughing at? He said to cook dumplings. Is it so funny?

"Wife, you like to laugh so much, isn't it because the girl who loves to laugh won't have bad luck?"

Qi Zixiu didn't know what he thought. He actually thought of the words that countless girls encouraged themselves.

"Well, that's also a reason."

Shu Xiaotong doesn't know whether her luck is good or bad?

"Wife, that sentence is nonsense. You should be sober and don't be confused."

"Why?" Shu Xiaotong doesn't understand. How can this sentence confuse people? Isn't it an inspirational saying?

"Because if a girl has bad luck all the time, I don't understand how she can laugh. Such a person may need to go to the hospital."

Well, a bowl of delicious soul chicken soup has become poisonous chicken soup. Shu Xiaotong feels that he can't look directly at this sentence in the future.

"Well, husband, you're great. We won't talk about this. We'll talk about cooking dumplings."

"Well, I'll be better at cooking dumplings at night. Unfortunately, I can't do it now. When the little guy in your stomach comes out, I'll do it well. Well, let's have a good meal."

After that, Qi Zixiu's Obsidian eyes burst out bright light, and the corners of his mouth evoked a beautiful radian.

Shu Xiaotong naturally understood Qi Zixiu's voice and said strangely, "Qi Zixiu, cook dumplings yourself. I'll find Xiao Li."

With that, Shu Xiaotong turned and walked out.

Just out of the door, Shu Xiaotong turned back. He was confused by Qi Zixiu. What he needed to say was nothing.