Mo Shi also felt helpless about the dumplings her daughter had made.
Looking at the dumpling she made, which could hardly be called a dumpling, I was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
She and Mo Qing had worried a lot about Mo Mo's health since she was little, so they never thought of teaching her how to make dumplings.
After all, she's their only precious child, and they're too busy spoiling her to let her learn these things.
Mo Xiaoqing blinked. "Does this require talent?"
“Yes!” Mo Shi looked at Mo Xiaoqing, who was resting her chin on her hands and smearing some white powder on her face, and couldn’t help but smile. She said softly, “Some people are just born without talent in this area, so no matter how hard they try, they can’t learn it well!”
Mo Xiaoqing blinked again, her soft, sweet voice as sweet as ever, "Then I must have inherited this trait from you, Mom."
Mo Shi glared at her, annoyed, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Yes, this must be inherited from me."
However, Mo Xiaoqing was right. From a certain perspective, Mo Shi never knew how to cook. When she was at home, she was learning piano and participating in competitions of all sizes, so her grandmother never let her learn to cook.
Later, after marrying Mo Qing, he wished he could worship Mo Shi to the heavens, so naturally he couldn't bear to let her learn this.
When they were dating, Mo Qing would cook, and he even learned to cook specifically for her.
Fortunately, Mo Qing was very smart and learned quickly. The food she made was comparable to that of a hotel chef.
So, Mo Shi was spoiled and has only learned to make dumplings so far…
From this perspective, the mother and daughter are still a historical figure!
Mo Qing and Mo Yanyu are both exceptionally good cooks, and their food is incredibly delicious…
Mo Xiaoqing thought about it and realized that at least her mother could make dumplings, while she was the one who truly couldn't do anything!
If Hanhan doesn't know how to make dumplings either, what will she do if she wants to eat dumplings in the future?
So after some deliberation, Mo Xiaozuzong started learning how to make dumplings again!
Mo Xiaoqing watched her aunt's gestures while trying to do it herself.
Her aunt patiently taught her, "It's okay, it's food anyway, whether it looks good or not doesn't matter."
"Ah, right, use both hands to wet the edges, then you can squeeze it tightly."
Mo Xiaoqing looked at the dumplings she had made with a frustrated and conflicted expression. She bit her lip and complained with particular disdain, "They look awful..."
How can it be so ugly? So ugly that even she can't stand looking at herself!
Why does she always give the impression that the dumpling wrappers are too soft, like they'll crumble in an instant...?
Mo Shi spoke softly and gently, a typical lady from a well-to-do family. Years of studying piano and attending large music festivals had endowed her with an elegant temperament that others could not learn. She said gently, "Don't be so nervous. You're making a big fuss over making dumplings!"
My aunt demonstrated it again.
Mo Xiaoqing's once spirited hair had shrunk considerably after being repeatedly defeated by the dumplings she made!
She watched her mother and aunt's incredibly smooth and skillful movements with a disgruntled expression, then glanced at the "mishmash" she had made herself.
Take another deep breath.
These dumplings were several coefficients harder than the math olympiad problems she usually did.
Helpless, Mo Shi took the initiative to tell him to leave, "Alright, I see you really don't have the talent for making dumplings. You should wash your hands and don't need to make them."
"..." Just say you don't like it!
She knew her wrapping wasn't very pretty!
Mo Xiaoqing complained, feeling frustrated, "Mom, is it really okay to be so blatantly disdainful? My fragile heart is about to shatter!"
Mo Shi smiled, "You weren't just hurt, you were faking it!"
So easily broken-hearted, what else could this be but a staged accident?
Mo Xiaoqing, “…” That’s utter nonsense!
Auntie smiled and teased her, saying, "I think it's fine as it is. This means Momo is destined to have plenty of food in the future. It's good that she doesn't need to study!"
Mo Shi smiled, giving Mo Xiaoqing no face at all, "Then she'll have to be lucky to be born and find a husband who can cook. Otherwise, a kitchen killer like her would starve to death before she even gets a taste of what she has to eat."
Mo Xiaoqing's eyes widened. "..." Don't scare her!
There are plenty of people in this world who can't cook, so why don't they starve to death?
Auntie agreed with Mo Shi's point of view, "Your mother is right. Most of the work of making dumplings is done by girls, and few boys know how to do it."
Moreover, in this day and age, most families only have one child, and boys are even more pampered. Those who can cook are definitely few and far between!
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