Xu Qing was startled.
He turned back abruptly.
The kitchen was quiet, and Jiang He was not peeking at him at the door.
He looked at the time. It was left a few days ago.
"Ahem … Are the dumplings easy to make?"
Xu Qing ran to the kitchen door and watched Jiang He knead the dough.
"Not yet. I'm making the dough."
Jiang He's hands were very strong. He rubbed them a few times and turned back, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry yet. Take your time."
Xu Qing turned around as if nothing had happened. He sat on the sofa and peeled an orange.
This girl … She just wants to try it?
It was a false alarm.
Jiang He's learning speed was beyond his expectation. She had a silly look every day. He did not know what she was studying behind her back.
He only cared about touching her little hands.
After resting on the sofa for a while, he went into the kitchen again and said, "Let me help you. I know how to mix the stuffing. You just need to add the seasoning."
"Okay."
Jiang He threw the ingredients into the mutton stuffing according to the preparation for the lamb and onion dumplings. As soon as he looked up, he found Xu Qing looking at him strangely.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"I'm going to make a big pot, so we can have two meals. The next meal can be cooked directly."
Jiang He was full of confidence. The first meal was not enough, so she wanted a second one.
Xu Qing was silent for a while and suddenly felt relieved. He did not ask her if she knew that the earth was round and the sun revolved around the earth.
Some things needed to be taught, and some did not.
"We can also cook them together. Tomorrow morning, we can fry them in oil and steam them in water … But fried dumplings are better than steamed dumplings," he said.
"You can fry them? This is good! "
"Make more. You can taste it tomorrow."
The two of them were busy in the kitchen, preparing for their dinner. Some kneaded the dough, and some mixed the stuffing.
Jiang He did not use fancy skills to beat the dough. She just kneaded it with all her strength and glanced sideways at Xu Qing from time to time.
She liked this life very much.
If it could last forever …
…
New Year's Eve.
The heavy snow blocked the road. Xu Qing's expectation that things would go in the opposite direction when they reached an extreme was a little too much.
Although there was a saying that good snow foretold a good harvest, it was hard to feel comfortable in the city. The accumulated snow on the road had not been cleared yet, and every step they took left a pit, making a creaking sound.
Jiang He didn't care about his demeanor at all. He put on thick clothes and made himself look like a little fatty. He wrapped himself in a scarf and wore a pointed velvet hat as he followed Xu Qing home for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Freezing resistance was freezing resistance, but it didn't mean that he couldn't feel the cold.
Xu Qing was already used to her behavior. He wished that he could wear all the treasures on his body. Anyway, they were just lying there.
But it didn't matter. Summer would come sooner or later.
When he thought of summer, he didn't feel cold anymore.
"Zhao Shu, Happy New Year!"
Zhao Shu didn't smoke. He opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of white smoke. "It's only thirty today."
"More or less."
"Bringing your girlfriend home for the New Year?"
"No, I'm going to my mom's house for the New Year's Eve dinner." Xu Qing corrected him and moved his shoulders behind him. "This is my home."
"Hey, you little brat …"
"Hahahaha."
"Happy New Year." Jiang He, who was wrapped like a penguin, had his mouth covered with a scarf. He spoke in a muffled voice and imitated Xu Qing's way of speaking.
"Good, good, good!"
The atmosphere of the New Year in this neighborhood was very strong. The atmosphere in the neighborhood where Xu Wenbin lived was much worse.
Qin Maocai took Xiongba for a walk on the road. It was the second time that Xiongba saw snow. She was just as excited as the first time. She ran around the old man happily.
"Uncle Qin, be careful. Don't let its rope trip you." Xu Qing was worried. The little black dog grew too fast. If it exerted its strength, Qin Maocai might not be able to hold it back.
"Look, I'm just going to walk slowly. I won't slip or trip."
Qin Maocai demonstrated his steady steps. He then looked at Jiang He, who was holding Xu Qing's arm, and said, "You two are going there so early?"
"We should go earlier to help. We can't just wait to eat."
"Well, it's good."
"We'll go to your place later. Let's have a small hot pot?" Xu Qing asked.
"Then I'll boil the water." Qin Maocai laughed. "Little Haohu is on duty this year. His little brat won't come back. We'll eat together."
"Well, we'll eat together."
Xu Qing echoed. He paused and said, "The three of us."
"Yes, the three of us.
You should go quickly. Your mom and the others must be waiting. "
Qin Maocai waved his hand and continued to walk with Xiongba. He looked back at the two of them, and his face showed some loneliness.
Being a policeman was not easy. It was better to have an ordinary job.
"Humans …"
Xu Qing sighed.
Jiang He was a little puzzled. He looked back at Qin Maocai, who had walked far behind him. The little pompom on his hat hit Xu Qing's chin. He then turned back and hit it again.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing." Xu Qing rubbed his chin. "Do you like dogs? If you do, we can raise one. "
"Raise … a dog?"
Jiang He thought for a moment and shook his head. "It's so big. It must eat a lot. It's not worth it."
Not worth it?
Xu Qing's eyelids twitched. He dared to bet that this girl's thoughts were definitely not the same as his.
"Raising a dog is a kind of fun. Just like Uncle Qin just now, it's not too boring to have a living creature to accompany him."
"We have White Gourd."
"That's true. White Gourd doesn't eat much." Xu Qing said casually, recalling the "we" she mentioned.
We have White Gourd.
Huh.
Back home, he was still a little happy. He helped Jiang He take off the scarf and hat, layer by layer. Finally, only the sweater was left. Then he took off his coat and hat.
The two of them walked in front of Xu Wenbin and his wife in a couple's sweater. Jiang He took the teacup with both hands and sat quietly on the chair. Xu Qing walked around and finally took a handful of dried fruits to share with Jiang He.
"Haozi's box of fruits hasn't been opened yet? Are you keeping it as a gift? "he asked.
"No, for whom?"
"Then I'll help you take a look."
Xu Qingli landed on the ground, picked up the box, and opened it.
"Oh, passion fruit. This is good for beauty. Come, Dad, have a taste."
"What do you mean by beauty?"
Xu Wenbin snorted. When he finished cutting it, he took it and took a bite.
"How is it?" Xu Qing handed it to Zhou Suzhi and Jiang He. He was about to eat it, but when he saw Xu Wenbin's expression, he didn't dare to move.
"It's pretty good." Xu Wenbin nodded calmly.
"Mom, is it delicious?"
"You'll know after you try it." Zhou Suzhi was tasting it slowly.
"Really?"
Xu Qing was suspicious. When he looked at Jiang He again, his little face frowned.
"It's good for beauty. Eat more." He said with a smile. He was about to put down the passion fruit in his hand when the two of them looked at him.
Jiang He licked his lips and looked at him.
"Well … I'll eat more too. We can't waste it."
Xu Qing braced himself and picked it up again.
Why did he open the box when his hands were so dirty?
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