Chapter 633
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When the noodles were ready, Yang Yi began to make dumplings.
With the experience of kneading dough before, Xi Xi Xi is very active now. She looks at her father holding the dough and rolling out a piece or piece of dumpling skin, and then fills in the dumpling stuffing with the little aunt. The little girl finally can't help it.
"Baba, I also want to make dumplings." Xi Xi supported on the table, eagerly looked at her father and said.
Yang Yi is also happy to let his daughter participate in the festival's labor, he washed his hands, first help Xi Xi roll up his sleeves, and then gave her a dumpling skin.
"Do it yourself." Yang Yi wants to see her daughter's ability to observe and comprehend, and how much she can learn just by watching.
However, this request was difficult to work at the beginning. The little girl was a little dependent on her father. She pursed her small mouth and said sullently, "Baba, but I can't! You're going to teach me. "
"Grandma will teach you!" Dong Yuee, who made pumpkin pie next to her, couldn't sit still. She reached out with a smile and took a dumpling skin and showed it to Xi Xi Xi. "You see, grandma, put the skin in the palm of her hand, put a little stuffing in the middle, hold the skin and wrap it up..."
"Do you understand?" Dong Yuee put the dumplings on the plate and said to Xi Xi.
The little girl nodded vaguely, but her expression was a little confused.
Yang Yi looked at her with a funny smile. Her hands didn't stop. She said in a soft voice, "it doesn't matter. You try first. If you can't do it, your father will teach you."
Xi Xi finally began to make her own dumplings. She had the pattern of putting Pi Tanping in the palm of her left hand, but the little girl's hands were a little slender, and the large dumpling skin covered her little hands at once.
Then she made the dumpling stuffing. Yang Yi pushed a large plate of dumpling stuffing to her. The little girl picked up the small spoon easily and dug up a piece of meat stuffing.
Er It seems a little less!
Is this a delicate girl? It's not enough to make dumplings with a little dumpling?
Yang Yi did not open her mouth, just smiling at her daughter to make her first dumpling.
It seems that Xi Xi Xi still has a little talent in this respect. The first time she makes dumplings, she actually pinches the dumpling skin by herself. Although there are no wrinkles and the dumplings are also pinched into a flattened football shape, Xixi has succeeded in making a dumpling!
"Great! Dad thinks you've done a good job in making dumplings for the first time Yang Yi smiles and claps for Xi Xi, and the others follow.
Xi Xi was happy to smile. Under the instruction of her father, she put her first dumpling on the steamer plate with a sense of accomplishment.
"Keep up your efforts, next you try, put more dumpling stuffing!" Yang Yi handed a dumpling skin to the little girl, soft voice guidance.
This time, Yang Yi wants to teach Xi Xi Xi how to make a dumpling.
According to her father's instructions, Xixi put more dumpling stuffing.
But still too few!
"A little more." Yang Yi helplessly told Xi Xi, "too little, dumplings are not delicious."
It's too much this time.
Yang Yi had to help her put it back with a small spoon.
"Well, now I'm going to pinch the dumpling skin. I'll fold it in half as I did just now, and then I'll watch my dad do this. Along the side, I'll pinch out the wrinkles of the dumplings. Will this look better?" Yang Yi slowly demonstrated to her daughter.
Yang Huan was also watching Xi Xi Xue, but she didn't have much patience. After looking at it for a while, she took back her eyes and made dumplings by herself. There was no dumpling skin. She took a rolling pin and rolled the dumpling skin herself.
Xi Xi didn't do a good job at the beginning. The wrinkles were crooked and a small hole was revealed. Maybe the dumpling stuffing was a little too much for her to control.
Yang Yi stretched out her hand and taught her how to pinch back the remaining hole.
"It's great. It's much better than the first one, isn't it?" Yang Yi motioned to her to put the dumplings back and said with a smile.
"Hee hee!" The little girl beamed with joy.
However, the third dumpling, Xi Xi Xi, a little bit floating, the little girl in her father roll dumpling skin, her own package, but when filling dumpling filling, she dug a big spoon, almost covered the dumpling skin!
"So much?" Yang Yi saw some surprise.
Xi Xi, with a small mouth, said in embarrassment: "Baba, it can't be wrapped What can I do? "
"This is not greedy!" Yang Yi said with a smile that he could dig some dumplings back as he had just done. However, the edge of the dumpling skin was stained with some dumpling filling juice, and it is estimated that it is not sticky enough.
But Yang Yi still has a way to remedy it! He smilingly brought a dumpling skin and taught Xi Xi: "come on, dad will teach you how to make big Mac dumplings!"
Two dumpling skin together, began to pinch lace, Xi Xi also helped dad pinch a little.
After success, Xi Xi Xi was overjoyed to see the big dumpling and said, "Baba, this is like the sun, shall we call it small sun?"
"Of course Yang Yi laughs.Perhaps because of her interest in playing tricks, Yang Yi also made several fancy steamed dumplings for her daughter on the spot, such as butterfly shaped dumplings, flower dumplings with five petals, and Yuanbao shaped dumplings
Every novel dumpling caused Xi Xi Xi's exclamation and admiration. The little girl also said to her father happily, "Baba, put it here, put it here!"
She wants to put these strange dumplings next to her own.
"Xi Xi, you have to make more dumplings. Mom and grandma want to taste your craft." Murphy was on the side, smiling.
Yang Chonggui, however, was tearing down the stage. He waved his hand and said happily, "grandfather, don't have to eat. Don't be tired out, little Yang Xi."
However, at noon, Yang Yi steamed the dumplings, and asked Xi Xi to give Yang Chonggui a dumpling she made. The old man was so relieved that his wrinkles seemed to melt out.
Of course, Xi Xi Xi also likes her own dumplings. Although her father told her that she could not eat too much, she asked her father to pinch the three dumplings, including the big "little sun", and she also wanted the butterfly shaped dumplings made by her father.
"This is thin dumplings, this is fat dumplings, this is the little sun, this is the little butterfly!" Xi Xi looked at the dumplings and introduced them to her father excitedly.
It's like she doesn't want to eat, but to appreciate the works of art!
"Here comes the pumpkin pie, Xi Xi. Come and try the pumpkin pie made by Grandma!" Dong Yuee is not willing to be outdone. She can't wait to bring out her fried pumpkin pie and says with a smile.
This golden and attractive pumpkin pie, but also exudes an attractive fragrance, it looks irresistible!
Xi Xi saw it and called out "wow". She didn't expect that the pumpkin cake with bread bran was so beautiful after being made!
The little girl can't wait to catch it.
But soon, she exclaimed, and drew back her hand, a little hot.
"It's not hot. Eat this while it's hot." Yang Huan had already held one, and her mouth was shaking as if she were turning over pumpkin pie, so that the hot pumpkin pie would not burn to her tongue.
The little girl looked enviously at her little aunt, her grandparents, uncles and aunts, and how they ate sweetly. She was so greedy in her heart that her saliva was going to splash down.
Yang Yi picked up two pieces of oil paper for steamed dumplings, folded them up, wrapped up a pumpkin pie, handed it to Murphy next to her, then wrapped one up and handed it to Xi Xi Xi.
"It's not hot now, is it?" Yang Yi asked her daughter with a smile.
"It's not hot!" Xi Xi happily holding pumpkin pie, smelling the attractive fragrance, said a little intoxicated.
"But you still have to eat slowly, or it will burn your mouth. You can take a small bite first." Yang Yi takes care of her daughter patiently.
Xi Xi according to her father said, gently bit a small bite, a little hot, but because of a very small bite, to the mouth are a lot of cold.
"Delicious!" Although it was only a small bite, the crisp skin of pumpkin pie, the sweet and glutinous inside, as well as the mellow fragrance, immediately brightened Xi Xi Xi's Obsidian beautiful big eyes.
"It's a pity that I can't eat pumpkin pie made by my grandmother. Otherwise, I'd love to eat it." Dong Yuee saw Xi Xi Xi very much. She couldn't keep her mouth closed, but she said regretfully when she saw Xiao Zhuo, who was sleeping soundly in Murphy's arms.
"Mom, when he grows up, you can still make it for him." Murphy said with a smile.
At this time, Yang Huan poked at Yang Yi and asked in a low voice, "brother, did you leave me some pumpkin pie?"
She still thinks of her good friend Ding Xiang!
But Yang Huan doesn't know that Ding Xiang is not alone today.
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When the noodles were ready, Yang Yi began to make dumplings.
With the experience of kneading dough before, Xi Xi Xi is very active now. She looks at her father holding the dough and rolling out a piece or piece of dumpling skin, and then fills in the dumpling stuffing with the little aunt. The little girl finally can't help it.
"Baba, I also want to make dumplings." Xi Xi supported on the table, eagerly looked at her father and said.
Yang Yi is also happy to let his daughter participate in the festival's labor, he washed his hands, first help Xi Xi roll up his sleeves, and then gave her a dumpling skin.
"Do it yourself." Yang Yi wants to see her daughter's ability to observe and comprehend, and how much she can learn just by watching.
However, this request was difficult to work at the beginning. The little girl was a little dependent on her father. She pursed her small mouth and said sullently, "Baba, but I can't! You're going to teach me. "
"Grandma will teach you!" Dong Yuee, who made pumpkin pie next to her, couldn't sit still. She reached out with a smile and took a dumpling skin and showed it to Xi Xi Xi. "You see, grandma, put the skin in the palm of her hand, put a little stuffing in the middle, hold the skin and wrap it up..."
"Do you understand?" Dong Yuee put the dumplings on the plate and said to Xi Xi.
The little girl nodded vaguely, but her expression was a little confused.
Yang Yi looked at her with a funny smile. Her hands didn't stop. She said in a soft voice, "it doesn't matter. You try first. If you can't do it, your father will teach you."
Xi Xi finally began to make her own dumplings. She had the pattern of putting Pi Tanping in the palm of her left hand, but the little girl's hands were a little slender, and the large dumpling skin covered her little hands at once.
Then she made the dumpling stuffing. Yang Yi pushed a large plate of dumpling stuffing to her. The little girl picked up the small spoon easily and dug up a piece of meat stuffing.
Er It seems a little less!
Is this a delicate girl? It's not enough to make dumplings with a little dumpling?
Yang Yi did not open her mouth, just smiling at her daughter to make her first dumpling.
It seems that Xi Xi Xi still has a little talent in this respect. The first time she makes dumplings, she actually pinches the dumpling skin by herself. Although there are no wrinkles and the dumplings are also pinched into a flattened football shape, Xixi has succeeded in making a dumpling!
"Great! Dad thinks you've done a good job in making dumplings for the first time Yang Yi smiles and claps for Xi Xi, and the others follow.
Xi Xi was happy to smile. Under the instruction of her father, she put her first dumpling on the steamer plate with a sense of accomplishment.
"Keep up your efforts, next you try, put more dumpling stuffing!" Yang Yi handed a dumpling skin to the little girl, soft voice guidance.
This time, Yang Yi wants to teach Xi Xi Xi how to make a dumpling.
According to her father's instructions, Xixi put more dumpling stuffing.
But still too few!
"A little more." Yang Yi helplessly told Xi Xi, "too little, dumplings are not delicious."
It's too much this time.
Yang Yi had to help her put it back with a small spoon.
"Well, now I'm going to pinch the dumpling skin. I'll fold it in half as I did just now, and then I'll watch my dad do this. Along the side, I'll pinch out the wrinkles of the dumplings. Will this look better?" Yang Yi slowly demonstrated to her daughter.
Yang Huan was also watching Xi Xi Xue, but she didn't have much patience. After looking at it for a while, she took back her eyes and made dumplings by herself. There was no dumpling skin. She took a rolling pin and rolled the dumpling skin herself.
Xi Xi didn't do a good job at the beginning. The wrinkles were crooked and a small hole was revealed. Maybe the dumpling stuffing was a little too much for her to control.
Yang Yi stretched out her hand and taught her how to pinch back the remaining hole.
"It's great. It's much better than the first one, isn't it?" Yang Yi motioned to her to put the dumplings back and said with a smile.
"Hee hee!" The little girl beamed with joy.
However, the third dumpling, Xi Xi Xi, a little bit floating, the little girl in her father roll dumpling skin, her own package, but when filling dumpling filling, she dug a big spoon, almost covered the dumpling skin!
"So much?" Yang Yi saw some surprise.
Xi Xi, with a small mouth, said in embarrassment: "Baba, it can't be wrapped What can I do? "
"This is not greedy!" Yang Yi said with a smile that he could dig some dumplings back as he had just done. However, the edge of the dumpling skin was stained with some dumpling filling juice, and it is estimated that it is not sticky enough.
But Yang Yi still has a way to remedy it! He smilingly brought a dumpling skin and taught Xi Xi: "come on, dad will teach you how to make big Mac dumplings!"
Two dumpling skin together, began to pinch lace, Xi Xi also helped dad pinch a little.
After success, Xi Xi Xi was overjoyed to see the big dumpling and said, "Baba, this is like the sun, shall we call it small sun?"
"Of course Yang Yi laughs.Perhaps because of her interest in playing tricks, Yang Yi also made several fancy steamed dumplings for her daughter on the spot, such as butterfly shaped dumplings, flower dumplings with five petals, and Yuanbao shaped dumplings
Every novel dumpling caused Xi Xi Xi's exclamation and admiration. The little girl also said to her father happily, "Baba, put it here, put it here!"
She wants to put these strange dumplings next to her own.
"Xi Xi, you have to make more dumplings. Mom and grandma want to taste your craft." Murphy was on the side, smiling.
Yang Chonggui, however, was tearing down the stage. He waved his hand and said happily, "grandfather, don't have to eat. Don't be tired out, little Yang Xi."
However, at noon, Yang Yi steamed the dumplings, and asked Xi Xi to give Yang Chonggui a dumpling she made. The old man was so relieved that his wrinkles seemed to melt out.
Of course, Xi Xi Xi also likes her own dumplings. Although her father told her that she could not eat too much, she asked her father to pinch the three dumplings, including the big "little sun", and she also wanted the butterfly shaped dumplings made by her father.
"This is thin dumplings, this is fat dumplings, this is the little sun, this is the little butterfly!" Xi Xi looked at the dumplings and introduced them to her father excitedly.
It's like she doesn't want to eat, but to appreciate the works of art!
"Here comes the pumpkin pie, Xi Xi. Come and try the pumpkin pie made by Grandma!" Dong Yuee is not willing to be outdone. She can't wait to bring out her fried pumpkin pie and says with a smile.
This golden and attractive pumpkin pie, but also exudes an attractive fragrance, it looks irresistible!
Xi Xi saw it and called out "wow". She didn't expect that the pumpkin cake with bread bran was so beautiful after being made!
The little girl can't wait to catch it.
But soon, she exclaimed, and drew back her hand, a little hot.
"It's not hot. Eat this while it's hot." Yang Huan had already held one, and her mouth was shaking as if she were turning over pumpkin pie, so that the hot pumpkin pie would not burn to her tongue.
The little girl looked enviously at her little aunt, her grandparents, uncles and aunts, and how they ate sweetly. She was so greedy in her heart that her saliva was going to splash down.
Yang Yi picked up two pieces of oil paper for steamed dumplings, folded them up, wrapped up a pumpkin pie, handed it to Murphy next to her, then wrapped one up and handed it to Xi Xi Xi.
"It's not hot now, is it?" Yang Yi asked her daughter with a smile.
"It's not hot!" Xi Xi happily holding pumpkin pie, smelling the attractive fragrance, said a little intoxicated.
"But you still have to eat slowly, or it will burn your mouth. You can take a small bite first." Yang Yi takes care of her daughter patiently.
Xi Xi according to her father said, gently bit a small bite, a little hot, but because of a very small bite, to the mouth are a lot of cold.
"Delicious!" Although it was only a small bite, the crisp skin of pumpkin pie, the sweet and glutinous inside, as well as the mellow fragrance, immediately brightened Xi Xi Xi's Obsidian beautiful big eyes.
"It's a pity that I can't eat pumpkin pie made by my grandmother. Otherwise, I'd love to eat it." Dong Yuee saw Xi Xi Xi very much. She couldn't keep her mouth closed, but she said regretfully when she saw Xiao Zhuo, who was sleeping soundly in Murphy's arms.
"Mom, when he grows up, you can still make it for him." Murphy said with a smile.
At this time, Yang Huan poked at Yang Yi and asked in a low voice, "brother, did you leave me some pumpkin pie?"
She still thinks of her good friend Ding Xiang!
But Yang Huan doesn't know that Ding Xiang is not alone today.
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When the noodles were ready, Yang Yi began to make dumplings. With the experience of kneading dough before, Xi Xi Xi is very active now. She looks at her father holding the dough and rolling out a piece or piece of dumpling skin, and then fills in the dumpling stuffing with the little aunt. The little girl finally can't help it. "Baba, I also want to make dumplings." Xi Xi supported on the table, eagerly looked at her father and said. Yang Yi is also happy to let his daughter participate in the festival's labor, he washed his hands, first help Xi Xi roll up his sleeves, and then gave her a dumpling skin. "Do it yourself." Yang Yi wants to see her daughter's ability to observe and comprehend, and how much she can learn just by watching. However, this request was difficult to work at the beginning. The little girl was a little dependent on her father. She pursed her small mouth and said sullently, "Baba, but I can't! You're going to teach me. " "Grandma will teach you!" Dong Yuee, who made pumpkin pie next to her, couldn't sit still. She reached out with a smile and took a dumpling skin and showed it to Xi Xi Xi. "You see, grandma, put the skin in the palm of her hand, put a little stuffing in the middle, hold the skin and wrap it up..." "Do you understand?" Dong Yuee put the dumplings on the plate and said to Xi Xi. The little girl nodded vaguely, but her expression was a little confused. Yang Yi looked at her with a funny smile. Her hands didn't stop. She said in a soft voice, "it doesn't matter. You try first. If you can't do it, your father will teach you." Xi Xi finally began to make her own dumplings. She had the pattern of putting Pi Tanping in the palm of her left hand, but the little girl's hands were a little slender, and the large dumpling skin covered her little hands at once. Then she made the dumpling stuffing. Yang Yi pushed a large plate of dumpling stuffing to her. The little girl picked up the small spoon easily and dug up a piece of meat stuffing. Er It seems a little less! Is this a delicate girl? It's not enough to make dumplings with a little dumpling? Yang Yi did not open her mouth, just smiling at her daughter to make her first dumpling. It seems that Xi Xi Xi still has a little talent in this respect. The first time she makes dumplings, she actually pinches the dumpling skin by herself. Although there are no wrinkles and the dumplings are also pinched into a flattened football shape, Xixi has succeeded in making a dumpling! "Great! Dad thinks you've done a good job in making dumplings for the first time Yang Yi smiles and claps for Xi Xi, and the others follow. Xi Xi was happy to smile. Under the instruction of her father, she put her first dumpling on the steamer plate with a sense of accomplishment. "Keep up your efforts, next you try, put more dumpling stuffing!" Yang Yi handed a dumpling skin to the little girl, soft voice guidance. This time, Yang Yi wants to teach Xi Xi Xi how to make a dumpling. According to her father's instructions, Xixi put more dumpling stuffing. But still too few! "A little more." Yang Yi helplessly told Xi Xi, "too little, dumplings are not delicious." It's too much this time. Yang Yi had to help her put it back with a small spoon. "Well, now I'm going to pinch the dumpling skin. I'll fold it in half as I did just now, and then I'll watch my dad do this. Along the side, I'll pinch out the wrinkles of the dumplings. Will this look better?" Yang Yi slowly demonstrated to her daughter. Yang Huan was also watching Xi Xi Xue, but she didn't have much patience. After looking at it for a while, she took back her eyes and made dumplings by herself. There was no dumpling skin. She took a rolling pin and rolled the dumpling skin herself. Xi Xi didn't do a good job at the beginning. The wrinkles were crooked and a small hole was revealed. Maybe the dumpling stuffing was a little too much for her to control. Yang Yi stretched out her hand and taught her how to pinch back the remaining hole. "It's great. It's much better than the first one, isn't it?" Yang Yi motioned to her to put the dumplings back and said with a smile. "Hee hee!" The little girl beamed with joy. However, the third dumpling, Xi Xi Xi, a little bit floating, the little girl in her father roll dumpling skin, her own package, but when filling dumpling filling, she dug a big spoon, almost covered the dumpling skin! "So much?" Yang Yi saw some surprise. Xi Xi, with a small mouth, said in embarrassment: "Baba, it can't be wrapped What can I do? " "This is not greedy!" Yang Yi said with a smile that he could dig some dumplings back as he had just done. However, the edge of the dumpling skin was stained with some dumpling filling juice, and it is estimated that it is not sticky enough. But Yang Yi still has a way to remedy it! He smilingly brought a dumpling skin and taught Xi Xi: "come on, dad will teach you how to make big Mac dumplings!" Two dumpling skin together, began to pinch lace, Xi Xi also helped dad pinch a little. After success, Xi Xi Xi was overjoyed to see the big dumpling and said, "Baba, this is like the sun, shall we call it small sun?" "Of course Yang Yi laughs.Perhaps because of her interest in playing tricks, Yang Yi also made several fancy steamed dumplings for her daughter on the spot, such as butterfly shaped dumplings, flower dumplings with five petals, and Yuanbao shaped dumplings Every novel dumpling caused Xi Xi Xi's exclamation and admiration. The little girl also said to her father happily, "Baba, put it here, put it here!" She wants to put these strange dumplings next to her own. "Xi Xi, you have to make more dumplings. Mom and grandma want to taste your craft." Murphy was on the side, smiling. Yang Chonggui, however, was tearing down the stage. He waved his hand and said happily, "grandfather, don't have to eat. Don't be tired out, little Yang Xi." However, at noon, Yang Yi steamed the dumplings, and asked Xi Xi to give Yang Chonggui a dumpling she made. The old man was so relieved that his wrinkles seemed to melt out. Of course, Xi Xi Xi also likes her own dumplings. Although her father told her that she could not eat too much, she asked her father to pinch the three dumplings, including the big "little sun", and she also wanted the butterfly shaped dumplings made by her father. "This is thin dumplings, this is fat dumplings, this is the little sun, this is the little butterfly!" Xi Xi looked at the dumplings and introduced them to her father excitedly. It's like she doesn't want to eat, but to appreciate the works of art! "Here comes the pumpkin pie, Xi Xi. Come and try the pumpkin pie made by Grandma!" Dong Yuee is not willing to be outdone. She can't wait to bring out her fried pumpkin pie and says with a smile. This golden and attractive pumpkin pie, but also exudes an attractive fragrance, it looks irresistible! Xi Xi saw it and called out "wow". She didn't expect that the pumpkin cake with bread bran was so beautiful after being made! The little girl can't wait to catch it. But soon, she exclaimed, and drew back her hand, a little hot. "It's not hot. Eat this while it's hot." Yang Huan had already held one, and her mouth was shaking as if she were turning over pumpkin pie, so that the hot pumpkin pie would not burn to her tongue. The little girl looked enviously at her little aunt, her grandparents, uncles and aunts, and how they ate sweetly. She was so greedy in her heart that her saliva was going to splash down. Yang Yi picked up two pieces of oil paper for steamed dumplings, folded them up, wrapped up a pumpkin pie, handed it to Murphy next to her, then wrapped one up and handed it to Xi Xi Xi. "It's not hot now, is it?" Yang Yi asked her daughter with a smile. "It's not hot!" Xi Xi happily holding pumpkin pie, smelling the attractive fragrance, said a little intoxicated. "But you still have to eat slowly, or it will burn your mouth. You can take a small bite first." Yang Yi takes care of her daughter patiently. Xi Xi according to her father said, gently bit a small bite, a little hot, but because of a very small bite, to the mouth are a lot of cold. "Delicious!" Although it was only a small bite, the crisp skin of pumpkin pie, the sweet and glutinous inside, as well as the mellow fragrance, immediately brightened Xi Xi Xi's Obsidian beautiful big eyes. "It's a pity that I can't eat pumpkin pie made by my grandmother. Otherwise, I'd love to eat it." Dong Yuee saw Xi Xi Xi very much. She couldn't keep her mouth closed, but she said regretfully when she saw Xiao Zhuo, who was sleeping soundly in Murphy's arms. "Mom, when he grows up, you can still make it for him." Murphy said with a smile. At this time, Yang Huan poked at Yang Yi and asked in a low voice, "brother, did you leave me some pumpkin pie?" She still thinks of her good friend Ding Xiang! But Yang Huan doesn't know that Ding Xiang is not alone today. www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
