Chapter 120 President Xie is so happy!
At ten o'clock in the morning, it was all white outside.
Maybe she slept too late last night. Wen Niannian, who usually wakes up naturally around nine o'clock, was still sleeping soundly with Ruanruan in her arms until Wen Ci pushed the door open and called her.
Wen Ci gently pushed her shoulder and said, "Nian Nian, it's time to get up."
After pushing twice, the little girl's eyeballs moved under her eyelids. After a while, she opened her eyes drowsily, "Mommy, what time is it?"
Wen Ci showed her the electronic clock on the bedside table, "It's already ten o'clock, time to get up, little lazy pig."
"I actually slept until ten o'clock today?"
With Wen Ci's help, the little girl quickly put on her clothes.
She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, then stepped on a small stool to wash herself. After washing, she applied some whitening moisturizing cream on her face and admired her beauty.
Wen Ci smiled and extended her hand to her, "Okay, let's go downstairs and eat something. We're going to make dumplings for lunch later. Do you want to join us?"
“Yes, yes, yes!”
When Wen Niannian saw dumplings while shopping in the supermarket yesterday afternoon, she wanted to eat some and Xie Peizhou wanted to buy some. Wen Ci said that she had flour at home and could make them herself. The fillings were rich and there were no additives.
The mother and daughter walked downstairs hand in hand. Wen Niannian asked curiously, "Mommy, what time did you get up?"
Wen Ci was stunned for a moment and wanted to say that she woke up at around six o'clock.
But based on her understanding of her daughter, she would definitely be surprised and ask her what she did in the morning and why she got up so early...
Wen Ci touched her nose and smiled, "Just like you usually do. It was around nine o'clock, but since you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't call you."
"Oh, okay."
The little girl nodded.
Downstairs, Xie Peizhou was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. The man was wearing a loose black sweater with a pink apron on the outside. The sleeves of the sweater were curled up at the elbows, revealing his white and strong forearms. He was tall and straight, with smooth black hair, and he looked like a husband.
But the black Buddhist beads on the left wrist added a touch of abstinence and coldness.
The moment Wen Ci saw the Buddhist beads, her mind instantly flashed back to this morning when Xie Peizhou pinched her waist and hugged her, and the Buddhist beads made a crisp sound on his wrist.
"Nian Nian, are you up?"
In the kitchen, Xie Peizhou heard approaching footsteps, turned around and glanced at the door, and saw Wen Ci's blushing and shy little face at a glance. He curled his thin lips and spoke in a doting and gentle voice.
But the moment she met his gaze, she pursed her lips and deliberately avoided his gaze.
"Uncle, it smells so good! What delicious food are you making?"
Wen Niannian let go of Wen Ci's hand, trotted into the kitchen, stood on tiptoe and looked into the pot eagerly.
Xie Peizhou retracted his gaze from Wen Ci's face and looked at the little girl gently, "Tomato and egg noodles, your mommy said she likes it, do you like it?"
“I love it too!”
"Take it to the restaurant and wait. You can eat it in five minutes."
"Great!" In the important area of the kitchen, little Wen Niannian couldn't help much, so she turned and ran to the living room, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and continued playing "The Divine Chef Little Fugui".
Five minutes later, the fragrant tomato and egg noodles came out of the pot.
Wen Niannian commented, "It's delicious, just as delicious as Mommy's."
"When I was abroad, my mom often made tomato and egg noodles for me."
Wen Ci watched her daughter holding a fork and eating noodles in big mouthfuls. Thinking of when she was younger, the tenderness in her eyes was mixed with a hint of heartache.
"At that time, I was very busy with work and had no time to take care of her. When she was hungry, I often cooked tomato and egg noodles for her. She was very happy to eat them and said that my tomato and egg noodles were the best in the world."
Xie Peizhou looked at her loving eyes as she looked at her daughter, and his dark eyes softened, revealing guilt and heartache for her.
At that time, she was less than 20 years old.
She is not in good health herself, but still has to take care of a young child.
Xie Peizhou shook her hand without saying anything, but secretly promised her in his heart that he would make her happy and stable for the rest of her life.
After a late breakfast, the three of them started the family activity of making dumplings.
Wen Ci prepared three kinds of fillings: the corn and pork filling that her daughter liked, the celery and beef filling that Xie Peizhou liked, and the sauerkraut and pork filling that she herself was very craving.
Kneading the dough and rolling the skin are all done by special machines.
All the three of them have to do is wrap the filling into the dumpling skin. In fact, there is not much technical content, but there is room for creativity.
For example, little girl Wen Niannian invented the "tangyuan-shaped" dumplings.
Wen Ci also made dumplings in all sorts of bizarre shapes, including small boats, large boats, ships, and even cruise ships. Later, she expanded her range to animals, such as small crocodiles, small carps, and even small turtles...
Only Xie Peizhou showed the calmness and composure that an adult should have. After learning from the video, he made the most ordinary dumplings, and each one was exactly the same.
But in the end, he was given 60 points by Wen Ci and Wen Niannian.
Reason: "Nothing new."
Xie Peizhou was so angry that he laughed.
"Why, you don't accept it?"
Wen Ci raised her chin. She was wearing a pink long-necked sweater. When she raised her chin, she could see the dark red color on her fair skin at the collar.
Xie Peizhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he said submissively, "I submit. I submit completely."
Wen Ci: "That's about right."
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There is a world of ice and snow outside the window, and the wind is cold.
Inside, a family of three sat around the dining table. The table, covered with plastic wrap, was filled with all kinds of cute dumplings.
Two hours later, it was lunch time and the dumplings were successfully wrapped.
Xie Peizhou boiled some water and put the dumplings into the pot after the water boiled.
After two or three minutes, dumplings of all shapes and sizes floated on the water, tumbling, and some even vomited.
Xie Peizhou was wearing an apron and had one hand on his waist. He couldn't help laughing again.
"Niannian, help me get my phone."
“Here I come!”
Wen Niannian received the instruction and quickly returned the phone to the kitchen. "Uncle, what do you want the phone for? Baidu?"
Xie Peizhou: "Take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments."
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A minute later, everyone in Xie Peizhou's friend list saw a circle of friends.
Xie Peizhou: "Happy Moments"
The accompanying pictures are two photos, one of the dumplings taken on the dining table, and another of the dumplings in the pot.
Employees of the Xie Group liked and commented, praising him, "Boss Xie is so lucky!"
Although they don’t know what’s so happy about Mr. Xie posting a pot of dumpling soup, Mr. Xie rarely posts on WeChat Moments once a year, so he must be really happy.
Xie Yiyi: [? ]
Xie Yiyi: [Excuse me, what is this pot? ]
Xie Peizhou replied to Xie Yiyi: [Can't you tell? Ah Ci and Xiao Nian made these dumplings.]
Xie Yiyi replied to Xie Peizhou: [That really makes you, an old fellow, very happy~]
Xie Peizhou looked at Xie Yiyi's comments and raised his eyebrows.
After a moment, he replied to Xie Yiyi: [Your husband is the same age as me.]
After I replied and refreshed the page, Xie Yiyi didn't reply again.
Xie Peizhou didn't respond to the other comments. The strange-shaped dumplings in the pot were cooked through, and Xie Peizhou carefully fished them out.
Although it doesn’t look good, it tastes really good.
After eating, I rested for a while.
When I was writing couplets in the afternoon, I heard the sound of a car horn in the yard.
Wen Ci looked up through the floor-to-ceiling window and saw Xie Yiyi leading the way, followed by Lu Bingchen carrying large and small bags.
Before anyone came in, Xie Yiyi's clear voice rang out, "Xiaoci, uncle, Nianbao, I'm back!"
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