Chapter 52 From now on, let’s make dumplings together
Gu Qingyue was pulling at the celery leaves, distracted. Did Shang Yuze want to kiss her just now?
She didn't seem to be disgusted at all, and even had a little bit of anticipation in her heart.
As she thought about it, Gu Qingyue's face turned even redder.
Shang Yuze said as if nothing had happened: "Yueyue, hand me the meat grinder."
Gu Qingyue was so absorbed in her own emotions that she didn't hear his voice at all. Her hands kept mechanically repeating the action of plucking celery leaves.
Shang Yuze looked at the celery in her hand that was about to be pulled out, and shouted again with a slightly amused voice.
"Yueyue."
Gu Qingyue was startled and asked in a panic, "Ah?! What happened?"
Shang Yuze reiterated: "Hand me the meat grinder."
"Oh." Gu Qingyue hurriedly handed him the meat grinder.
Shang Yuze was busy in an orderly manner, and his movements seemed careless, but in fact, every move was pleasing to the eye.
Gu Qingyue glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. The man was extraordinary and noble, and his every move showed the good upbringing of a rich family's son, as bright as the bright moon and the gentle breeze.
It is not difficult to find out in daily interactions that Shang Yuze is very cultured, emotionally stable, gentlemanly and polite. The rumors from the outside world are really not credible at all.
Such a man turned out to be her husband. She was really lucky.
Gu Qingyue thought happily in her heart, her eyes swept over the ingredients they brought, and suggested: "Shang Yuze, how about we make a few more kinds of fillings?"
Shang Yuze said lovingly, "Okay."
Gu Qingyue found various recipes for dumpling fillings on her phone and copied them one by one according to the above ratios.
The two of them worked in the kitchen for more than half an hour and finally prepared the filling.
They took the things needed for making dumplings to the living room and set up a large table in the living room specifically for making dumplings.
Gu Qingyue asked: "Have you washed your hands?"
The children stretched out their hands and said in unison: "Wash them clean."
Gu Qingyue smiled brightly: "Then let's start making dumplings!"
Shang Yuze smiled silently. His little girl was so cute and kind.
Everyone divided the work among themselves. The director and a child were responsible for rolling out the dumpling wrappers, while the others were responsible for wrapping them.
The younger children also brought a small stool and sat next to them, looking around curiously.
Gu Qingyue looked at the crescent-shaped dumplings that Shang Yuze had made, and curled her lips slightly: "Your dumplings are quite unique."
Shang Yuze put the wrapped dumplings on the grate and said calmly, "During Chinese New Year, my mom would ask my dad and me to make dumplings. She could make dumplings in various shapes, so I learned a few too."
Gu Qingyue's fingertips that were pinching dumplings paused. She knew that Shang Yuze's parents had passed away years ago. Did she say something wrong?
She glanced at Shang Yuze's face and saw that the man looked normal, with no trace of sadness on his face.
She blurted out: "From now on, we will make dumplings together."
Shang Yuze smiled, his eyes half curved, with stars twinkling in them: "Okay."
It has been eight years since his parents passed away, and he can control his emotions.
With a group of people working together, the dumplings were wrapped quickly.
The dean lit a fire in front of the stove. As soon as the water boiled, Shang Yuze put the plump white dumplings into the pot, and Gu Qingyue prepared a dipping sauce according to the online tutorial.
Two large pots of dumplings were enough for more than twenty people. The cooked dumplings were placed on plates and served on the table.
Gu Qingyue held the small bowl in her hand and reminded: "Be careful when eating, don't get burned."
There are five flavors of dumplings in total: cabbage and pork, three fresh, beef and celery, leek and egg, and corn and pork. Because they are cooked together, eating each dumpling is like opening a blind box.
While everyone was eating, Gu Qingyue took a photo of the table full of dumplings and posted it on her Moments with a caption.
The children ate the dumplings with big mouthfuls. The dumplings had thin skin, tender filling and rich taste. They enjoyed them very much.
“This is the first time I’ve eaten dumplings that are so delicious.”
"There's meat in it, and we used to only have meat during festivals."
“…”
Gu Qingyue looked at the happy expressions on their faces because of a simple meal of dumplings, and felt a little upset. She couldn't help but ask: "Director, the conditions in this orphanage are so difficult, why don't you report it to the country?"
These children are obviously malnourished and are much thinner than children of the same age. The orphanage is short of funds and can only ensure their basic food and clothing.
The director was worried. "There are so many orphanages across the country. How can we take care of every one of them? This orphanage is in a remote location and is so small. Who would notice it?"
Gu Qingyue picked up a dumpling and put it in her mouth, looking thoughtful.
The dumplings were all sold out and the children ate until their bellies were full. After the meal, they volunteered to wash the dishes.
Gu Qingyue played with the children and taught them to recognize words.
Shang Yuze walked around the orphanage and found that it was in a dilapidated state. The walls were mottled and the paint was cracked and peeling. They lived in a large bunk bed with thin bedding. The air was shabby and dilapidated everywhere.
But the yard was exceptionally clean and tidy. Although the swing was simple and plain, it was sturdy and durable. Although the wooden horse was made of the most ordinary wood, the craftsmanship of the maker was very good, and the small animals were carved to look lifelike.
Although the conditions are difficult, they are very warm.
The dean is doing his best to provide the best life for the children.
The sun sets in the west, and the sunset is like spilled paint, painting the sky magnificent and colorful.
The director led the children to the door and said to the people in the car, "Be careful on the road."
"Got it." Gu Qingyue looked at the children behind her, "Dean, it's cold outside, please take the children back."
"Goodbye, brothers and sisters." The children waved their hands reluctantly.
Gu Qingyue curled her lips and said, "Goodbye."
On the way back, Gu Qingyue frowned and said nothing.
Shang Yuze asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Gu Qingyue sighed softly: "Life in the orphanage is really harder than I imagined. I want to do my best to help them."
Shang Yuze turned his head and looked at her: "Shang Group donates to the Renai Orphanage every year to ensure that they have enough food and clothing."
"Are there many orphanages like this out there that we can't see?"
Gu Qingyue is particularly sentimental today.
During the years she lived in the Gu family, at least she had enough food and clothing, and she didn't suffer from hunger or cold. However, in order to save the company, the Gu family designed a plan to send her to the old man's bed. If she hadn't met Shang Yuze, her life would have been ruined.
But if it weren't for this, she would never have met Shang Yuze.
Good fortune and misfortune are interdependent, and this is true.
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