"Lucky stuffing?" Zhan Yunting asked.

Xia Xingchen explained: "this is what Xiaoye and I said. It's like dumplings for new year's Eve dinner. Put some colorful heads in one of them, such as coins, brown sugar, or sweet dates, to see who is lucky enough to eat them."

Zhan Xiaoye was obviously excited and nodded: "Daddy, when I make dumplings next time, I'll ask Uncle chef to make some of these dumplings."

"Good." Zhan Yunting did not eat it, but felt fresh. After a look at Xia Xingchen, Zhan Yunting asked, "when you were a child, did you eat such dumplings every year?"

Xia Xingchen was stiff, forced to smile and nodded: "well, eat every year."

Zhan Yunting eyebrows slightly a cluster, always feel that Xia Xingchen does not like to recall what good memory.

Indeed No good memories.

Her dumplings are really special stuffing. But it's not coins, brown sugar, or sweet dates. Aunt Wang's house next door has this kind of stuffing.

Her fillings are peppers, garlic and scallions.

There's no meat, just these seasonings.

She had to eat enough to eat 20. She was not allowed to stop until she finished eating. After each meal, she was accompanied by an unbearable stomach ache and a strong sense of vomiting.

She hates the new year's Eve. Every year's new year's Eve is the most terrible day. Other children are waiting for new clothes and new year's money happily, while she is waiting for the nightmare dumplings on New Year's Eve in fear.

Take a deep breath, convergence of mind, Xia Xingchen don't want to recall when he was a child.

She has been reborn, with strong armor, not afraid of childhood trauma.

"President Zhan, have a taste." Xia Xingchen said to Zhan Yunting: "Xiaoye, I hope you are the first to taste it."

"Well, good." Zhan Yunting didn't refuse and picked up chopsticks.

Xia Xingchen and Zhan Xiaoye look at each other, and Xia Xingchen is proud to pick her eyebrows.

Previously, Xia Xingchen predicted that Zhan Yunting would eat sushi first. It turns out that Zhan Yunting did eat sushi first.

Zhan Xiaoye compared a thumb to Xia Xingchen.

Xia Xingchen winked at him.

It's not that she knows more about Zhan Yunting, but in her imagination, Zhan Yunting is born with elegance, so she will eat the most elegant one first.

Sure enough, Zhan Yunting's sushi is the first one that needs to be grasped and eaten.

Under the expectation of Zhan Xiaoye and Xia Xingchen, Zhan Yunting ate his first sushi.

The sour lemon and the pungent mustard rush into the nasal cavity and invade the taste buds.

Zhan Yunting's peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of physiological tears that he could not control at all. He stiffly resisted the impulse to spit things out. Zhan Yunting swallowed the things and took a big drink from the water beside him.

Wiping his mouth, Zhan Yunting took a deep breath and opened his mouth: "I'll ask you what the lucky stuffing is."

Xia Xingchen's mouth slightly puffed. Just now she found that Zhan Yunting's look was not right. She kept beating the drum in her heart. She guessed that he would not be so "lucky.".

It seems that President Zhan is very lucky.

One chopstick hit me.

Zhan Xiaoye was excited over there: "Daddy, it's mustard and lemon. How about it? Daddy, have you got lucky stuffing?"

Zhan Yunting looks at his excited son, and his sight falls on Xia Xingchen.

"You call it luck?"

Xia Xingchen's back was cool. She felt that if she could not give a reasonable explanation, she would have to explain her life here.

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