Outside the sun has been very strong, through the curtain sprinkled in, hit in the song that a thick black hair, cast a shadow on her delicate features, mu Yunze suddenly feel better.

He walked over, opened the chair beside him and sat down.

Gaoge raised his eyes, eyes bent a good-looking radian, "wake up."

Mu Yunze hooked the corner of his lips and stretched out his fingers to play the dumplings on the table. He was slapped open by Gao Ge, "wash your hands."

Mu Yunze drew back his hand and sat at the table, looking at her bag.

"Your own skin?"

He asked in a low voice, but his eyes had been staring at the white and fat dumplings on the chopping board. He couldn't help itching to poke them.

Gaoge grins out a mouthful of white teeth, "the skin is not rolled out by oneself, the stuffing is made by oneself, so I don't know if it's delicious."

Muyunze also laughed and said with emotion, "after the new year, I will never go abroad again."

Gao Ge rolled a big white eye, "tut Tut, how pitiful I am. I admire the children and wash my hands. My little sister will make dumplings for you."

Mu Yunze flicked on her forehead and got up to go to the bathroom.

When he came out, Gaoge had already gone to the kitchen to make dumplings.

Mu Yunze is like a lot of men after work, sitting in the living room waiting for his wife to cook for him. This feeling is unexpected and warm. For the first time, he knows that Yan Lai's ordinary happiness can warm people's hearts.

Gaoge said that he gave her a home, but she did not give her a home.

It's her who made him change his attitude towards marriage, and she taught him what love is. Maybe it's destiny, their fate, their meeting, I won't miss you.

Ten minutes later, Gao Ge came out with the boiled dumplings, handed the chopsticks to Mu Yunze and asked, "do you want vinegar?"

More than that, mu Yunze suddenly remembered that when Feng Ming saw Gao Ge for the first time and threatened to pursue Gao Ge, several people were having dinner. He said to the waiter, "give him a bottle of vinegar."

"What are you laughing at?"

See he doesn't speak, just smile, singing a little speechless, in the morning, suddenly nervous?

Mu Yunze raised her eyes, and her dark eyes shot into her singing soul. Her heart suddenly bumped and jumped twice. She had to admit that the charm of the president was still the same as that of the past.

Mu Yunze took her wrist and said in a low voice, "sit down and eat together."

Gao Ge broke away, "you eat first, I'll pack some more, put it in the refrigerator for a while, and send it to mom in the afternoon."

"Eat first, and I'll pack with you later."

Mu Yunze has a tough attitude.

You can make dumplings

The president looked confident, "of course."

Although some did not believe it, Gao Ge still sat down.

It's true that they haven't had dinner together for a long time. Mu Yunze just took a half day off. In the afternoon, he had to go to the company to be busy. It's hard for them to get along with each other.

Gaoge's dumplings are not very good, but the stuffing is very delicious. Mu Yunze has a big appetite and almost eats a large plate. After eating, Gaoge makes a cup of flower tea for him and brings out the stuffing.

Yesterday I learned that when mu Yunze was resting this morning, Gao Ge asked his aunt to help him buy vegetables and prepare to make a dumpling for him.

Mu Yunze is a picky eater. He doesn't eat sweet food, spicy food, leeks, celery and carrots, but he likes dumplings, shrimp and pork.

Auntie bought vegetables, helped her make dumpling skin, and let each other off work.

Mu Yunze really likes dumplings. When he just got up and saw the dumplings on the table, his eyes were shining. This man, more than 30 years old, is just like a child.

"Why didn't I find out that you like dumplings so much?"

Gao Ge handed him a dumpling skin and asked as he wrapped it.

"I don't particularly like it," Mu Yunze thought and said, "when I was a child, my family was busy. Only when I ate dumplings for the new year, could we all sit together. Maybe subconsciously, eating dumplings means reunion."

Mu Yunze drooped his eyes, took a look at the action of singing, and learned to put the stuffing of dumplings on the skin.

"Then we are quite similar. When I was a child, I especially liked Chinese New Year. My father, I mean my uncle Gao Jianming, would take Gao Jing to buy clothes and toys every Chinese New Year. I could also take the opportunity to shine and enjoy my father's love."

Muyunze action pause, and finally asked him the question he has always wanted to ask, "you are in Gao's house, do not have a good time?"

Gao Ge dropped his eyes and laughed, "it's not bad either. They never treat me badly in material matters, but they treat Gao Jing differently. On my birthday, they give me a lot of money to go out with my friends for fun. But on Gao Jing's birthday, they will prepare carefully, which is different from how much money they spend. They say that children are not sensible, In fact, children's mind is still the most sensitive, so at that time, they especially looked forward to the Spring Festival. When they love Gao Jing, they love me by the way. "

"It doesn't matter," muyunze still bowed his head to make dumplings, saying, but like a ray of sunshine into the heart of singing, "later I love you."

Gaoge's eyes are sour and astringent. He is afraid that he will be moved. Don't open his eyes and hum, "do you dare not hurt me? If you don't hurt me, my grandfather and mother can't forgive you."

Mu Yunze raised his eyebrows. "Have you found a support?"

"I'm looking for a backer. You bite me?"

Gao Ge raised his eyes with a smile. As a result, he saw the dumplings made by mu Yunze. The corners of his mouth twitched in an instant. "What is that you made?"

Don't tell her it's dumpling. It's like a ball of shit.

Muyunze particularly indifferent way, "I learn to pack with you."

Gaoge directly took away the dumpling skin in his hand, "go away, don't make trouble for me, you just come here to pinch it for fun!"

That's right. Mu Yunze really has no bad hobby. He can't help pinching when he sees something white and soft. It's like pinching a singing face.

Being deprived of fun, the president was very angry. Just at this time, his mobile phone rang, he wiped his hand and answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Mr. mu, someone came to the company to make trouble. She said that she was the consumer who had been reported in the city evening news before. She just used our products. Now she has all kinds of diseases and is making trouble at the door of the company."

"What about the after sales manager? Why don't you let him come out and solve it?"

Mu Yunze frowned deeply.

"Manager Wu is here, but this woman is not reasonable at all. She refuses to talk to us. It's useless to say anything. It's obviously not to solve the problem, it's to make trouble at all. Now there are many reporters at the door, probably trying to make it big."

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