This is a good thing. In fact, the ministers don’t want to go to the palace in such a cold weather. The dishes are all cold and they can only eat a few hot bites. It’s not as comfortable as being at home and eating hot food whenever they want.
If you want to eat cold, eat cold.
I want to drink soup.
If you want to eat dumplings, eat dumplings.
Yan Bao personally pinched the left side and sewed the right side, and finally made four dumplings. She gave one to everyone in the family except her, as a token of her appreciation: [Daddy, eat dumplings!]
Shen Shoufu looked at the dumplings in front of him that didn't look like dumplings at all, took a bite with a smile, his expression was very subtle, and under Yan Bao's expectant praise, he smiled and nodded: "Delicious, Yan Bao's dumplings are good!"
Mrs. Shen didn’t believe it, so she took a bite and almost had her tongue numbed by the peppercorns.
Yan Bao's face was full of anticipation: [Mom, is it delicious? ]
“Ahem, it’s delicious. Yan Bao’s cooking skills are really good, and the filling is also good. Your father likes it. This one is for your father to eat too.” Madam Shen gave the dumpling that she had taken a bite of to Shen Shoufu.
Yan Bao was overjoyed: "Daddy actually likes the ones I make. I'll make a few more later. This time, I'll use a different filling, not Sichuan peppercorns, but some twisted dough sticks, melon seeds, peanuts, and sugar. Daddy will probably like them."
Shen Shoufu: “…”
No, he doesn’t like it. Don’t do all these fancy things. Pork and cabbage, pork and green onions are good enough. Dad loves pork!
Madam Shen secretly sympathized with Prime Minister Shen.
Brother Shen knew that he had to eat these dumplings today, so he took a gulp and swallowed them whole in front of Yan Bao.
Second Brother Shen might as well give in more.
Yan Bao grinned happily. At night for supper, she would continue making dumplings, with lots of fillings, as much as she could eat.
Shen family: "......"
At this moment, if Yan Bao could read minds, he would definitely hear the Shen family's simultaneous thoughts: before midnight snack, coax Yan Bao to sleep, hello, I'm fine, dumplings are fine.
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