After the dough was made, Yang Yi began to make dumplings.
With the previous experience of kneading dough, Xi Xi was now very active. She watched her father knead the dough and roll out dumpling wrappers, and then fill the dumpling fillings with her little aunt. The little girl finally couldn't help but make dumplings.
"PaPa, I want to make dumplings too." Xi Xi propped herself on the table and eagerly looked at her father.
Yang Yi was also happy to let his daughter participate in the festival work. He washed his hands, helped Xi Xi roll up her sleeves, and then gave her a dumpling wrapper.
"You do it yourself." Yang Yi wanted to see how his daughter's observation and comprehension skills were. He wanted to see how much she could learn just by watching from the side.
However, this request didn't work at first. The little girl was a little dependent on her father. She pouted her little mouth and said unhappily, "PaPa, but, but I don't know how to do it! You have to teach me. "
"Grandma will teach you!" Dong Yuee, who was making pumpkin pancakes, couldn't sit still. She smiled and reached out to take a dumpling wrapper and demonstrated to Xi Xi, "Look at grandma, put the wrapper in the palm of your hand, put a little filling in the middle, pinch the wrapper like this, and wrap it up …"
"Do you understand?" Dong Yuee put the wrapped dumplings on the plate and said to Xi Xi.
The little girl nodded as if she understood, but her expression was actually a little confused.
Yang Yi looked at her in amusement, but his hands didn't stop moving. He said softly, "It's okay, you try it first. If you don't know how to do it, then dad will teach you."
Xi Xi finally began to make dumplings by herself. She followed suit and put the dumpling wrapper in the palm of her left hand. However, the little girl's hand was a little slender, and the big dumpling wrapper covered her small hand.
Then she made the dumpling filling. Yang Yi had already pushed a large plate of dumpling filling in front of her. The little girl easily picked up a small spoon and dug a piece of meat filling.
Uh … It seemed a little too little!
Was this a delicate girl? She only used a little bit of filling to make dumplings, and it was not even enough to fill a fingernail?
Yang Yi didn't say anything. He just smiled as he watched his daughter personally make her first dumpling.
It seemed that Xi Xi had some talent in this aspect. It was her first time making a dumpling, and she actually knew how to pinch the skin of the dumpling. Although there were no creases and the dumpling was pinched into the shape of a football, Xi Xi still succeeded in making a dumpling!
"Great! Dad thinks you've done a good job making dumplings for the first time! "Yang Yi applauded Xixi with a smile, and the others followed suit.
Xi Xi beamed with joy. Under her father's instructions, she placed her first dumpling on the big plate of the steamer with a sense of accomplishment.
"Keep up the good work. Try putting more filling in the dumpling!" Yang Yi gave the little girl a piece of dumpling skin and gently instructed her.
This time, Yang Yi really wanted to teach Xi Xi how to make a good dumpling.
Xi Xi followed her father's instructions and put in more dumpling filling.
But it was still too little!
"A little more," Yang Yi said to Xi Xi helplessly. "It's too little. The dumplings don't taste good."
This time, it was too much again.
Yang Yi could only help her put in a little bit with a small spoon.
"Okay, now you can pinch the skin of the dumpling. Like before, fold it in half. Then, look at me. Pinch along one side and make the dumpling wrinkles. See, doesn't it look better this way?" Yang Yi slowly demonstrated to his daughter.
Yang Huan was also watching Xi Xi learn, but she didn't have much patience. After watching for a while, she looked away and started to make the dumpling. There were no more skin, so she took the rolling pin and rolled it out herself.
Xi Xi didn't do well at first. The wrinkles were crooked, and there was even a small hole. Maybe it was because there was too much filling, and she couldn't handle it.
Yang Yi stretched out his hand and taught her how to pinch back the remaining hole.
"Great. This time it looks much better than the first time, right?" Yang Yi asked her to put the dumpling back and praised her with a smile.
"Hee hee!" The little girl's face lit up with joy.
However, Xi Xi was a little complacent when it came to the third dumpling. The little girl made the dumpling skin herself when her father was rolling it out. But when she was filling the dumpling, she dug out a big spoonful of filling, which almost covered the skin!
"So much?" Yang Yi was a little surprised when he saw that.
Xi Xi pouted and said awkwardly, "Papa, I can't make it … What should I do?"
"That's called not being greedy!" Yang Yi said with a smile. In fact, he could dig out some dumplings like before, but the skin of the dumpling was stained with the juice of the filling, so it probably wouldn't be sticky enough.
But Yang Yi still had a way to fix it! He smiled and took out another dumpling skin and taught Xi Xi, "Come, Papa will teach you how to make Big Mac Dumplings!"
The two dumpling skins were put together and he began to pinch the edges. Xi Xi also helped her father pinch a little.
After success, Xi Xi was overjoyed to see the big dumpling and said, "Papa, this looks like the sun. Let's call it Little Sun, okay?"
"Of course!" Yang Yi laughed.
Perhaps because he was in the mood to play, Yang Yi even made a few fancy steamed dumplings for his daughter on the spot, such as butterfly-shaped dumplings, five-petal-shaped dumplings, yuanbao-shaped dumplings …
Every new dumpling caused Xi Xi to exclaim and praise. The little girl also happily said to her father, "Papa, put it here, put it here!"
She put these strange dumplings next to her own dumplings.
"Xi Xi, you have to make a few more dumplings. Mommy and Grandpa and Grandma want to try your cooking." Murphy, who was at the side, smiled slightly.
Yang Chonggui, however, was undermining her. He waved his hand and said cheerfully, "Grandpa, you don't have to eat. Don't tire Little Yang Xi out."
However, at noon, Yang Yi steamed the dumplings and asked Xi Xi to give Yang Chonggui one of the dumplings she made herself. The old man ate it with great satisfaction. He smiled so much that his wrinkles seemed to be melting.
Of course, Xi Xi also liked her own dumplings. Although her father told her that she couldn't eat too much, she asked her father to give her the first three dumplings, including the big "Little Sun". She also asked her father to give her the butterfly-shaped dumplings.
"These are thin dumplings, these are fat dumplings, this is Little Sun, this is Little Butterfly!" Xi Xi looked at the dumplings and introduced them to her father excitedly.
It was as if she wasn't here to eat, but to admire the works of art!
"The pumpkin pancakes are here. Xi Xi, try the pumpkin pancakes that Grandma made!" Dong Yuee was not to be outdone. She couldn't wait to bring out the pumpkin pancakes that she had fried and said with a smile.
The golden pumpkin pancakes emitted a tempting fragrance. It was irresistible at first glance!
When Xi Xi saw it, she exclaimed. She didn't expect the pumpkin pancakes with bread crumbs to look so good!
The little girl couldn't wait to grab it.
But soon, she cried out and retracted her hand. It was a little hot.
"It's not hot. Eat it while it's hot!" Yang Huan was already holding one in her hands. She was blowing hot air and her mouth was trembling. She seemed to be flipping the pumpkin pancake so that it wouldn't burn her tongue.
The little girl looked at her auntie enviously. She also looked at her grandparents, uncle, and auntie. Seeing how they were enjoying the pumpkin pancakes, her mouth was watering.
Yang Yi picked up two pieces of steamed dumpling paper and folded them. He wrapped a pumpkin pie and handed it to Murphy. Then, he wrapped another pumpkin pie and handed it to Xi Xi.
"It's not hot anymore, right?" Yang Yi asked his daughter with a smile.
"It's not hot anymore!" Xi Xi held the pumpkin pie happily. She smelled the tempting fragrance and said with a hint of intoxication.
"But you still have to eat it slowly. Otherwise, it will burn your mouth. Take a small bite first." Yang Yi patiently took care of his daughter.
Xi Xi followed her father's instructions and took a small bite. It was a little hot, but because it was a small bite, it cooled down a lot.
"It's delicious!" Even though it was only a small bite, the crispness on the outside, the sweetness on the inside, and the mellow fragrance immediately made Xi Xi's obsidian-like beautiful eyes light up.
"It's a pity that Tong Tong can't eat grandma's pumpkin pancakes. Otherwise, he would love it very much." Dong Yuee couldn't stop smiling when she saw that Xi Xi liked it. However, when she saw Tong Tong sleeping soundly in Murphy's arms, she couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"Mom, you can still make it for him when he grows up!" Murphy said with a smile.
At this moment, Yang Huan poked Yang Yi and whispered, "Brother, did you leave some pumpkin pie for me?"
She was still thinking about her best friend, Ding Xiang!
However, Yang Huan didn't know that Ding Xiang wasn't alone today.
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