Place a kernel of corn in the middle of the dough, then stack it neatly. It will be 100% exposed when cooked. That's what makes it unique.
Chu Chu nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite. "Unique, I get it. From now on, when we encounter these ugly dumplings, we'll call them unique."
Lan Qingyue added, "The unique dumplings are the best. How about Chuchu eats them later?"
neat:"……"
Can I refuse?
"Mommy~ This looks good, Chuchu wants to eat this~~~" Chuchu pointed at a round dumpling with its edges split into a flower shape, her mouth watering again.
Lan Qingyue: "..." You're such a foodie, you're actually drooling in front of me.
"We can't eat this yet. We'll have to count them later. The group with the most variety wins!"
"Then Chuchu will help Mommy count~~~" Chuchu jumped into Lan Qingyue's arms, "Mommy, hug me, Chuchu wants to count the dumplings~~~"
!!
hug?
I'm so tired, okay? You want me to carry you? You're not going to lose weight, it's driving me crazy!
Chu Chu, oblivious to being rejected, cupped her face in her chubby little hands, flashing an adorable and incredibly heartwarming smile, "Mommy, hurry up~~~ Hug me~~~"
Pshaw, trying to be cute again. Being cute won't work.
Lan Qingyue grabbed Chu Chu under her armpits and lifted her up with difficulty. He looked around and saw a large brick. He put Chu Chu down and ran to move the brick over.
Chu Chu, completely bewildered after landing, was left wondering: "???"
Why did they put me down when I was only counting to the fifth one?
"Come on, stand here." Lan Qingyue placed a brick on the ground, lifted Chu Chu up and stood on it, while she stood behind Chu Chu to "protect" her and prevent the overly excited little chubby from waving her arms and legs.
Even though it wasn't a hug, you could still see the plump, white dumplings clearly.
The little one can easily shower people with compliments, showering them with compliments every day: "Mommy's so smart, Mommy's the best~~~"
Lan Qingyue's dumpling-making perfectly exemplifies the saying "it's always better to make your own." The filling in the plate is gone, and the dumplings, round and plump, sit peacefully on the kneading mat.
"One~two~three~four~five~~~" Chu Chu's finger tapped the dumplings, her soft, sweet voice counting one, two, three, four. So adorable.
The photographer who was shooting Chu Chu turned his lens on her, and even the photographer who was shooting Lan Qingyue switched sides to Chu Chu. As a result, no one was shooting Lan Qingyue's pretty face anymore.
Lan Qingyue secretly let out a breath. It felt so relaxing. It was so comfortable not having cameras constantly pointed at her face. She could take as many pictures as possible, since Chu Chu was willing to be on camera anyway.
I really don't understand why some people love being in front of the camera so much. They have to pay attention to their image at all times in front of the camera, and even wiping their sweat has to be done carefully to look the best. Every detail is magnified infinitely. Aren't they tired?
Lan Qingyue, who had temporarily left the camera's view, sat on a small stool, resting her chin on her hands, watching the passersby with a serene and beautiful expression.
Suddenly, she felt a faint gaze fall on her. Lan Qingyue shifted her gaze slightly and met Qi Yu sitting in the opposite shed. He was leaning back comfortably in the hard chair, his long legs crossed, charming and handsome. His deep eyes were fixed on her, and his noble and dignified aura was even more pronounced as he remained silent.
There are so many perfect men in the book, it's a pity she didn't meet any in real life. Lan Qingyue, a core member of the "looks-matter" club, was so overwhelmed by the charm of the big boss that she couldn't sit still.
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