Chapter 705

On the evening of new year's Eve, Han Jinyan holds Ji Rao and watches TV in the living room.

Han's father touched Ji Rao's head from time to time.

"You two, come on."

Han Jinyan puts Ji Rao down and goes into the kitchen with his father to make dumplings.

Ji Rao watched TV for a while, then got off the sofa and went to the kitchen.

Han Fu minced stuffing, Han Mu mixed noodles, Han Jinyan made dumplings.

See Ji Rao came, Han Jinyan toward Ji Rao started, "come here."

Ji Rao walks slowly.

Han Jinyan put the dumplings away and touched Ji Rao's nose with his index finger stained with flour.

Ji Rao wrinkled his nose.

"Can you make dumplings?"

Ji Rao shook his head.

"Here, I'll teach you. Wash your hands first."

Ji Rao went to wash his hands. After washing and wiping, he was stuffed with a piece of dough by Han Jinyan.

"Come on, that's it."

Han Jinyan moves very slowly, and Ji Rao does it step by step, because Ji Rao does it for the first time. Han Jinyan doesn't dare to give Ji raosheng too much stuffing, for fear that he will get it out.

Finally, Han Jinyan squeezed his fingers and a full dumpling came out.

Ji Rao has a model to learn how to squeeze, squeezing out a four unlike.

Han Jinyan's can stand, Ji Rao's is the same as the paper paste, a put down.

"Poof." Han Jinyan couldn't help laughing.

Ji Rao

After laughing, Han Jinyan saw Ji Rao's expression and said, "it's OK. The first time, I made it uglier than you."

Han's mother glared at Han Jinyan, "Rao, don't pay attention to him. He just doesn't know how old he is and bullies his children."

Han Jinyan

I don't know where to bully.

"Here, pack some copper money in."

Three people plus Ji Rao a drag, three people busy for a long time, finally boiled dumplings.

It's just that the effect of cooking is not so good. All the dumplings made by Ji Rao are open when they are cooked, and the stuffing inside leaks out.

Han Jinyan didn't dislike it either. When he served dumplings, he gave them to Ji Rao Sheng. He ate them himself.

Ji Rao looked at the pile of rotten dough in his bowl, and couldn't help saying, "don't you eat mine? Isn't there any good ones in the pot?"

"No, I want to try Rao Rao's dumplings."

In the evening, several people gathered around a table, eating dumplings and watching TV.

Han's father said with a smile, "come on, let's see who gets more copper coins. This time, there are six."

Ji Rao doesn't know how much he can eat, but he knows that Han Jinyan certainly doesn't have it in the bowl. Don't mention that he didn't put any copper money when he wrapped it. Even if he wrapped it, the skin of his bag was so thin that he could see it at a glance.

"I got one." Han's mother bent her eyes with a smile.

Han's father laughed, "good omen, it seems that you are expected to be promoted this year!"

The second is Han Mu's food.

The third is Han Fu.

Han's father said with a smile, "take it easy. If you eat one, you will be blessed this year."

Ji Rao used chopsticks to poke the dumplings in his bowl. He didn't eat much, but now he has only one.

Finally, his chopsticks arrived at a hard thing. Ji Rao carefully put the dumplings into Han Jinyan's bowl.

Han Jinyan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ji Rao.

"Eat."

"Rao Rao, that's good."

Han Jinyan took a bite of the dumpling and was stunned. He took out the coin from his mouth.

"What else do I have?"

He thought he couldn't get it.