Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

"Cough!" Huo Jingyuan coughed dryly, and looked away.

Qiao Ruoqing didn't intend to just let it go, she took two steps, went to the other side, and made eye contact with Huo Jingyuan again, "Brother Huo, are you lying to me? Aunt Tang knows everything, but you actually said she can't?" ?!"

These words sounded like they were asking Huo Jingyuan, but the tone was so firm, it was clear that Huo Jingyuan was lying to her back then, and wanted to ask for an explanation for himself.

Huo Jingyuan was a little flustered, he had never been so flustered at such a big age.

"That..." The always eloquent, wise and decisive, young and promising president of the Huo Corporation, who is a leader in the business world, got a bit tongue-tied once in a century, "That...that was in the past... I'll go over there and have a look..."

"Where are you going?" Qiao Ruoqing grabbed his arm, determined to make him explain the matter clearly, "Why did you lie to me? And it's still this kind of thing..."

It's okay to say that Huo Jingyuan lied to her for any benefit. Would Tang Lan use WeChat for such a thing? Is it necessary for him to lie?What is he plotting?
They were making noise in a low voice, not paying attention to their surroundings. When Tang Lan and Huo Jiang came over after paying, they saw Qiao Ruoqing throwing a temper tantrum by grabbing Huo Jingyuan's arm.

After watching it for two seconds, Tang Lan couldn't see why. Just as she was about to ask, she heard Qiao Ruoqing say "WeChat" and Huo Jingyuan lying to her.

After listening for a while, Tang Lan understood that Qiao Ruoqing was trying to settle accounts with Huo Jingyuan.

In fact, she is more supportive of such things as settling accounts. If her current attitude is not a little tougher, then Qiao Ruoqing is likely to be bullied in the future!Although Huo Jingyuan was her beloved son, Qiao Ruoqing couldn't be disadvantaged!

But think about it carefully, if this incident affects Huo Jingyuan's impression in Qiao Ruoqing's heart, then the loss outweighs the gain!
So, Tang Lan had already listened to everything from the sidelines, but Tang Lan still pretended not to know anything and walked up to them, "Xiao Qing, what are you talking about here with Xiao Jing?"

Qiao Ruoqing, who was arguing fiercely with Huo Jingyuan, suddenly heard Tang Lan's voice, her attitude improved instantly, and she immediately laughed, "It's nothing, Aunt Tang, I'm discussing a very important issue with Brother Huo!"

After all, to murder someone's son in front of someone, no matter how you look at it, it's a bit ignorant.

But even so, she still gave Huo Jingyuan a hard look.

Huo Jingyuan turned his eyes away to look at the window, pretending he didn't see anything.

Tang Lan smiled again, handed the shopping bag with clothes in her hand to Huo Jiang, and took Qiao Ruoqing's hand, "So that's the case, what's the matter? I think you guys seem to be having a heated discussion. But say Come to think of it, it's rare for Xiaojing to have that expression just now, after all, he is the most patient."

Glancing at Huo Jingyuan, Tang Lan continued: "Not long ago, I saw many people using WeChat and thought it was new, so I asked Xiaojing to teach me, and Xiaojing would come home every night to teach me until I knew it. Xiaoqing, tell me, isn't Xiaojing very caring and patient?"

Qiao Ruoqing was stunned.

Not long ago?
Huo Jingyuan said that Tang Lan didn't know how to use WeChat, so it was a few months ago...

So, she was the one who wrongly blamed Huo Jingyuan just now?And still confidently asking others to give an explanation?
Qiao Ruoqing didn't believe it, and asked Tang Lan, "Aunt Tang, you mean, you just learned to use WeChat?"

"That's right." Tang Lan nodded, her eyes narrowed with a smile, as if she had opened the door to a new world.

Qiao Ruoqing was embarrassed, she turned her head and looked in Huo Jingyuan's direction.

Someone was covering up, but Huo Jingyuan adjusted his state in an instant, tidied up his somewhat messy collar, saw Qiao Ruoqing looking towards him, and made an aggrieved expression. Although he didn't say anything, his face It clearly says: Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?

Qiao Ruoqing raised a hand to cover her eyes.

Shame and lose your hair!

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Xu Wen stayed at Huo's house for the New Year. Tang Lan said that after the New Year, the other servants came back, and they would give Xu Wen double holidays. This has been the case for so many years. Not only has Xu Wen never complained , and has always been loyal to the Huo family.

On New Year's Eve, Xu Wen went to buy vegetables early to prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Qiao Ruoqing didn't have much to do. After breakfast, she went to Huo Jingyuan to apologize. The two went to play two more games. After lunch, Tang Lan asked Huo Jingyuan to make dumplings.

Qiao Ruoqing's eyes lit up instantly, "Make dumplings? Aunt Tang, make them yourself?"

"That's right." Tang Lan nodded, "I made all the bags myself, and we'll put coins in them later. Whoever can eat that dumpling will have good luck next year!"

In fact, Qiao Ruoqing knew that this saying of "getting the coin brings good luck" was just a good intention, and it didn't have any real effect, and it didn't mean that eating that coin would bring you good fortune next year, but Still want to try.

After taking two steps forward, Qiao Ruoqing put her hands behind her back, looking very obedient and humble, "Aunt Tang, let me help too!"

This time, before Tang Lan could make a sound, Huo Jingyuan beside him spoke first: "You better stop making trouble, just wait and eat."

Although it has been a while, every time Huo Jingyuan thinks of the "dark sandwich" that Qiao Ruoqing gave him, it feels like a nightmare.

I don't know where he got the courage to eat all of it. Now that I think about it, I still have lingering fears, and there seems to be that unspeakable taste in my mouth.

Sensing Huo Jingyuan's contempt for her, Qiao Ruoqing was obviously not convinced, and glared at Huo Jingyuan, "Although I don't know how to do it, I can learn it. Why is it making trouble?"

To this, Tang Lan agreed very much, "That's right, our Xiaoqing is so smart, how can it be difficult for her to make dumplings? Come on, Xiaoqing, let's slap Xiaojing in the face with facts!"

Then she took Qiao Ruoqing's hand and walked away.

Huo Jingyuan smiled silently and followed behind.

It's really hard to imagine how Qiao Ruoqing, who can't even make a sandwich well, will make dumplings, but he is also quite curious.

In the kitchen, Xu Wen was busy. There were many dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner, so even though the Huo family's kitchen was large, it was almost full of side dishes, so Huo Jiang transferred the project of making dumplings to the dining room.

Seeing Tang Lan and the others coming, Huo Jiang, who was wearing an apron, curled his lips, but kept rolling his hands, "Ruoqing is here too?"

"Well, Uncle Huo!" Qiao Ruoqing nodded and answered very cheerfully.

Seeing the dumpling wrappers that Huo Jiang rolled out and put aside, as well as the reconciled fillings, she became even more eager to try.

The three of them went to the kitchen to wash their hands before they came to the dining room. Tang Lan prepared several kinds of stuffing. Huo Jiang's rolled dumpling wrappers were neatly placed beside her. Qiao Ruoqing rubbed her hands expectantly.

"Xiaoqing didn't make a package, did she?" Tang Lan asked.

Without waiting for Qiao Ruoqing to reply, she immediately said, "It's okay, just follow Auntie, Auntie will teach you."

"Yeah!" Qiao Ruoqing nodded, and immediately took a dumpling wrapper in her hand.

It is round and smooth, with grains of flour on it, which is very fine and comfortable to the touch.

Tang Lan is very proficient in doing these things, but in order to facilitate Qiao Ruoqing's learning, the movements of her hands are very slow. Qiao Ruoqing read it carefully twice, and followed a little bit of operation with her hands.

Watching Tang Lan do it, she thought it was quite simple: put the stuffing, close the dumpling skins on both sides, pinch out the folds, and you're done.

But when she made it, it would not work. Too much stuffing was put in, and the dumpling skin couldn't close.

Embarrassed, she dug some of the stuffing with a spoon and put it back into the bowl. Now the dumpling skins could fit together, but the folds couldn't be squeezed well.

After finally wrapping one, she put it on the dumpling plate, and found that there were five or six dumplings next to it, neatly arranged one by one, no matter the size or shape, almost all of them were exactly the same, so there was no room for pickiness nothing.

As I was watching, a big white hand covered in flour appeared in my sight.

That hand put another dumpling on the dumpling plate, then went to the side to take another dumpling wrapper, put the stuffing on it, closed it, and pinched the folds.

In a few seconds, another one was wrapped, and it was perfect.

And the action is very beautiful, it seems that you are not making dumplings at all, but you are dealing with an exquisite handicraft.

Qiao Ruoqing looked at the dumplings, and then at the "dumplings" she made.

The pleats are crooked, the shape is not good-looking, and they are flat.

But there's no reason, as she is a woman, could it be that making dumplings is no better than a man like Huo Jingyuan?
Huo Jingyuan kept moving his hands, but his eyes looked towards Qiao Ruoqing from time to time.

Seeing the little girl puffing her cheeks, she seemed a little unconvinced, he was in a good mood, put down a dumpling, but instead of picking up the dumpling wrapper, he raised his hand and gently squeezed Qiao Ruoqing's face.

Qiao Ruoqing is very thin, her face is a standard melon-shaped face, and there is no flesh on her cheeks, so Huo Jingyuan's pinching is actually not that comfortable, but the flour on her fingers made two oval marks on the girl's fair skin, He pursed his lips and said, "Go and watch TV nearby, don't force yourself."

He really didn't want Qiao Ruoqing to do this.

Anyway, as long as he knows how to do these things, if Qiao Ruoqing wants to eat in the future, he can make it for her at any time, without her doing it herself.

So these skills are of no value to her at all, she just needs to stay aside and play.

He thought so, but his words fell into Qiao Ruoqing's ears, but they were full of provocation.

Seemingly forgetting that she had flour on her hands, Qiao Ruoqing wiped the area that Huo Jingyuan pinched just now, raised her head, and stared wide-eyed at the man who was taller than her beside her, "I don't force it! Brother Huo, don't you just be sure that I can't? I must show you!"

Pointing at the dumplings made by Huo Jingyuan, Qiao Ruoqing looked arrogant, "I will definitely make them look better than yours!"

Then he took a dumpling wrapper from the side, bit his lip and started fighting.