Lu Shiyan was still a little skeptical.
How come he missed so much in just a short while?
Gu Qingcheng nodded lightly and continued to cook the dumplings.
Looking at the ugly ones that Lu Shiyan had packed, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.
Not long after, Xu Shuxiang got up.
Father Lu and Old Man Lu got up one after another.
Both of them were in average condition. They drank some wine last night and still had a headache.
Father Lu walked into the house while rubbing his head.
"Don't drink so much next time. My brain went blank. I have no memory of what I did last night."
Mr. Lu also responded.
He still had some memory of what happened last night, but now he felt so embarrassed just thinking about it.
That's totally out of control.
The two went into the kitchen and planned to make dumplings.
This is a one-year custom.
As a result, I smelled a fragrant aroma wafting from the kitchen.
The moment I stepped into the kitchen, I saw Gu Qingcheng scooping the dumplings into a large bowl with very careful movements.
Father Lu said in surprise: "Qingcheng, you got up so early and have finished making the dumplings?"
Mr. Lu said with some distress: "You kid, don't take a good rest. On the first day of the new year, let the men do these things. It's not allowed in our family in the future. It's not our family tradition to always let the women take action."
The Lu family's motto is that they must love their wives and let men do all the hard work.
Xu Shuxiang has been married to the Lu family for so many years, but she has never gotten up early on the morning of New Year's Day.
Gu Qingcheng smiled and said, "Grandpa, Dad, it wasn't just me who did this today. Shi Yan also made a lot. He made all these dumplings."
"He got up much earlier than me. He had already mixed the glutinous rice flour and other things before I went to the kitchen."
Both Father Lu and Old Man Lu were shocked.
Lu Shiyan said proudly: "Grandpa, Dad, don't look down on me all the time, I packed all these."
The two walked over in surprise and took a look inside the bowl.
Then he understood and smiled.
Father Lu: "I believe that these dumplings were made by Shi Yan. After all, not many people can make them so ugly."
Mr. Lu said, “At first glance, those small dumplings in the pot are wrapped in orange.”
Lu Shiyan: ...
He pursed his lips.
After all, he is her own man, so Gu Qingcheng excused him.
"Grandpa, Dad, this is already pretty good for Shi Yan's first time, and he's very smart, he'll get better and better with each subsequent wrapping."
Father Lu didn't care about his son's thoughts at all and continued to poke his heart.
"This isn't the first time he's been supporting her, Qingcheng. He's been supporting this kid for the past five years."
Mr. Lu said, "That's because you taught him well. Only you have the patience to tolerate him. When his father and I were teaching him before, we were overwhelmed. We taught him for five years but he still didn't understand."
In just one minute, Lu Shiyan was hit by countless arrows.
He held his forehead helplessly: "Grandpa, Dad, you two are deliberately trying to ruin my show today, right?"
"Give me some face, wouldn't it be better if you two just sit quietly in the living room and wait for the dumplings?"
Gu Qingcheng also said: "Grandpa, Dad, I've prepared everything, let's go eat."
"Okay."
The two of them stopped talking and walked into the living room. Gu Qingcheng gave each person two large dumplings and several small dumplings.
The dumplings float on the water.
It just doesn’t look very good.
Gu Qingcheng scooped out another three bowls.
"Shi Yan, give these three portions to grandma, mom, and Meng Meng. Let's have breakfast as a family before getting up."
This is the custom in Jiang City. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, ladies can lie on the bed and wait for men to bring them food. The main meaning is that they hope that in the coming year, men will be able to work smoothly outside and women will not need to suffer this year.
Stretch out your hand for clothes and open your mouth for food.
Lu Shiyan responded and brought two servings to Xu Shuxiang and Grandma Li's room.
Then he took out another copy and gave it to Lu Mengmeng.
Lu Shiyan sat down on the edge of the bed and gently pinched Lu Mengmeng's face with his bony fingers.
"Mengmeng, wake up."
The little guy didn't even wake up and continued to sleep soundly.
He even turned over and covered his head with the quilt in his sleep.
Lu Shiyan: ...
After trying several times, Lu Mengmeng didn't wake up. Lu Shiyan frowned. The temperature in this weather is quite high. If the dumplings are left aside, they will get cold soon. If you eat them then you will catch a cold.
But the little guy didn't wake up...
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind.
Lu Shiyan raised the corners of his lips and said softly.
"Mengmeng, it's time to eat."
The voice was really loud, and it was completely different from the previous times when he called Lu Mengmeng.
But this time!
The little fellow opened his eyes quickly and shook his head around.
"Food? What food? What delicious food has mom made for me?"
Lu Shiyan: ...
Not only that, Lu Mengmeng even sat up, and what came into her sight was her father and the big bowl in his hand.
The little guy licked his lips.
Lu Shiyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed the bowl over.
"Meng Meng, can you eat it by yourself?"
"Sure!"
The little guy's eyes rolled around, looking at the bowl in front of him, and he didn't take it for a while.
"Um……"
Lu Shiyan was surprised: "What's wrong? Do you want dad to feed you?"
"That's not the case. Meng Meng can eat it by herself."
Lu Mengmeng thought about it and decided to tell the truth: "It's just that Dad, can you scoop me some more small dumplings? Mengmeng doesn't want to eat the big ones."
"Um?"
Lu Shiyan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you eat the big one? The small one is so small, is it enough for you to eat?"
"Not enough to eat is not enough to eat."
Lu Shiyan: "Then why not eat the big one?"
"Because the big one is too ugly! It doesn't match my cute face!"
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