As Chaochao was picking at some chives, she looked at the black and white spotted dog at the door with wide, surprised eyes.

The little dog gestured towards the gate with its head, its tail wagging back and forth.

Overwhelmed with housework, Chaochao glanced down at her vegetable basin and could only refuse apologetically: "Xiaohua, you go ahead, I still need to help my brother make dumplings."

As she spoke, Chaochao smiled happily: "If you want to eat it, I'll save some for you!"

Before Xiaohua could respond, Chaochao chimed in, "You definitely want to eat them, dumplings are so delicious!"

The little puppy let out a lazy "woof" and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chaochao sighed with slight regret; after all, she was a child of the Gu family.

About five minutes later.

All washed!

Chaochao scooped the damp chives out of the basin, wringing them out like a towel to create a string of water droplets. She nodded in satisfaction, put the less wet chives back in the basin, and then scooped out another handful. Just as she was about to wring them out, a "?"

How can I prevent this dish from becoming soggy?

Having failed in her academic endeavors, Chaochao carried a bowl of chives and walked shakily into the kitchen.

"Brother, the vegetables are washed!"

She put down the bowl and saw her brother working with flour. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly went over to him, eager to help. "Brother, brother, I want to make dumplings too! I've even made bear-shaped cookies before, and I'm super good at it!"

But the little dumpling immediately lost its spirit.

Because Jiang Chi rejected her.

The child squatted in the corner of the yard, angrily playing with mud.

I made a lump of poop.

Hmph, this is the older brother.

hey-hey.

The little dumpling quickly calmed herself down again.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Jiang Chi was asking the cameraman about the proportions of flour, water, and other ingredients, as well as the techniques for making dumplings.

That's why he didn't let Chaochao participate.

Being a complete novice, it's too embarrassing to start teaching in front of a little dumpling.

This little dumpling is prone to falling for someone else.

He must maintain a good image.

And so, this scene unfolded in the live stream.

Chaochao played in the mud outside, while Jiang Chi played with lumps of flour inside.

The audience burst into laughter, all mocking Jiang Chi's clumsy hand skills.

After the chaotic wrapping was finished, Jiang Chi picked up a large, plump dumpling and admired it for a while.

My assessment: Graceful and voluptuous.

Netizens commented: "It's obvious that they have an excess of nutrients."

Jiang Chi regained a little confidence.

However.

The dumplings, which had been stuck together perfectly, all fell apart as soon as they hit the pot, with the green, yellow, and white chives, eggs, and dough all separated.

Jiang Chi: "..."

An older woman passing by in the alley peered through the window into the large iron pot and exclaimed in surprise:

"Young man, do you keep livestock?"

"..."

Jiang Chi's heart skipped a beat.

It shattered into eight hundred pieces.