Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

In the restaurant, Qin Yaran was kneading noodles, Zhuo Yichen was chopping pork to make stuffing, and A Yuan was helping with the chopping of vegetables.

In the living room, Mu Hanxuan and Zhuo Ziyang were playing video games intensely.

"Yangyang, take my dried noodles out of the kitchen cabinet." Qin Yaran shouted at Zhuo Ziyang in the dining room.

"Okay!" Although Zhuo Ziyang responded to Qin Yaran, his posture changed from sitting to kneeling, concentrating on soloing with Mu Hanxuan.

"Zhuo Ziyang, why don't you hurry up and get the rolling noodles?" Mu Hanxuan kicked Zhuo Ziyang's ass with his foot, his face full of complacency.

"I'll go later, you're about to lose." Zhuo Ziyang moved his position to prevent Mu Hanxuan from kicking him, and continued to stare at the TV screen.

"I rely on me, Zhuo Ziyang, you are shameless, sneak attack me!" Mu Hanxuan also moved his position and wanted to continue kicking Zhuo Ziyang, but who knew that Zhuo Ziyang was sneaking up on Mu Hanxuan from behind.

"Zhuo Ziyang! Do you hear that? Are you still fighting?" Qin Yaran heard the voices of two people in the living room, but did not see Zhuo Ziyang move.

"Ah! Immediately! Brother Hanxuan is about to lose!" Zhuo Ziyang said so, but his hand holding the keyboard was frantically pressed down, not giving Mu Hanxuan a chance to fight back.

"Zhuo Ziyang, you are disobedient, Ya Ran! Your son is disobedient, what the hell, you take it easy on Zhuo Ziyang, it hurts so much, I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Mu Hanxuan originally wanted to take advantage of Zhuo Ziyang to get things It was time to win him, but Zhuo Ziyang didn't want to leave at all, and he was beaten very badly.

"Zhuo Ziyang!" Zhuo Yichen couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted Zhuo Ziyang's name.

Hearing Zhuo Yichen's voice, Zhuo Ziyang didn't dare not to listen, he quickly changed his equipment, and smiled smugly.

"You're kidding, hurry up and get some rolling noodles, okay? I'll blame you if I don't get my supper later." Mu Hanxuan stared at Zhuo Ziyang and said.

"Hmph~ I'll let you go for a while." Zhuo Ziyang glanced at Mu Hanxuan disdainfully and went to the kitchen to get something.

A Yuan looked at Zhuo Ziyang and rushed into the kitchen after hearing Zhuo Yichen's voice and said with a smile: "Hahaha, it seems that Mr. Zhuo is more threatening, boss, you can't do it, you are too gentle, you can't cure this little girl." guy."

"Well, I'm spoiled by you." Zhuo Yichen stopped, glanced at Qin Yaran and said.

"No way! Mom didn't spoil me! I was busy just now! Here you go!" Zhuo Ziyang got the rolled noodles and put them in front of Qin Yaran before running to the living room.

Qin Yaran shrugged helplessly, and there was still some flour in He Wanmian's hand, but the broken hair on his forehead got onto his eyes, Qin Yaran wanted to move the broken hair aside with the back of his hand, but rubbed the flour all over his face, I didn't know it, and continued to roll the dumpling wrappers.

After Zhuo Yichen chopped the meat, he put it in a bowl and mixed it with leeks. A Yuan also helped to mix the meat and vegetables. Taking it into the kitchen, Zhuo Yichen was watching Qin Yaran roll out the dumpling wrappers.

"Huh?" Qin Yaran sensed the gaze of others looking at her, so she raised her head and saw that it was Zhuo Yichen, who was looking at her tenderly.

Qin Yaran looked up and Zhuo Yichen saw the flour on Qin Yaran's face, and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Yaran thought the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, but within half a minute of ambiguity, Zhuo Yichen looked at him and laughed.

"No." Zhuo Yichen covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and approached Qin Yaran.

"Why?" Qin Yaran took two steps back vigilantly.

Zhuo Yichen stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Qin Yaran's face, Qin Yaran swallowed and stood still, because he didn't know what Zhuo Yichen wanted to do.

"Ah." Zhuo Yichen rudely helped Qin Yaran wipe off the flour on his face, the action was rough at first, but the more he wiped, the more gentle he became.

A Yuan returned to the restaurant after washing the dishes, and saw Zhuo Yichen looking at Qin Yaran with gentle eyes and smiling as he helped her wipe the flour off her face.

"Tsk, I'm so sour, what are you two doing in public?" A Yuan walked over, knocked on the table with her hands and looked at the two people.

"Ah..." Qin Yaran lowered her head in embarrassment.

Zhuo Yichen smiled.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and make dumplings." Qin Yaran was also shy for a while, and then her expression changed back, staring at A Yuan and said.

"Okay, okay, I was joking just now, boss, Mr. Zhuo, please be merciful." A Yuan closed her hands and said to Qin Yaran and Zhuo Yichen.

"En." Zhuo Yichen showed a faint smile and nodded.

"My mother! This is all lost, Zhuo Ziyang, you are awesome." Mu Hanxuan threw the keyboard, stared at Zhuo Ziyang and said.

"Dissatisfied? Do you want another game?" Zhuo Ziyang looked at Mu Hanxuan, the defeated opponent, in embarrassment.

"Come on! I don't believe it anymore!" Mu Hanxuan took the keyboard back and regained his prestige.

"Why are you here, hurry up and make dumplings!" Qin Yaran took the rolling dough and went to the living room to look at the two people.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

"I'll go and open the door!" Zhuo Ziyang threw down the keyboard and opened the door without saying a word.

"Sister Ah Li! Hai~Brother Ruofeng and Sister Ruoyin, you are here, come in." Zhuo Ziyang was more or less happy seeing these people.

"We're back, wow, but you are amazing, these dumplings are so beautiful!" Song Liyuan went to the restaurant after entering the door, and praised the dumplings on the table.

"Enough is enough, wash your hands quickly and pack together, I'll roll out the skin." Qin Yaran pointed at Song Liyuan with the rolled dough.

"Then we don't need to pack it, we are different from Mr. Zhuo, how can we pack these little things." Mu Hanxuan put his hand on Qiao Ruofeng's shoulder and said.

"Sister Yaran, you are so good. You can roll dumpling wrappers yourself." Qiao Ruoyin looked at Qin Yaran with admiring eyes.

"If you don't, I need help! If you pack them together, you'll be fine, really, hurry up." Song Liyuan dragged Mu Hanxuan to the side of the table.

"Okay, let's wrap it together, do you want to eat boiled, steamed, or fried later?" Qin Yaran asked.

"Anything is fine, can I have the same one?" Mu Hanxuan looked at Qin Yaran and said with a smile.

"Is it okay, Chef Zhuo?" Qin Yaran looked at Zhuo Yichen and said.

"Well, yes." Zhuo Yichen glanced at Qin Yaran, lowered his head and continued making dumplings.

"Oh~ that's great~" Mu Hanxuan and Song Liyuan booed from the side.

Qiao Ruoyin touched Mu Hanxuan's waist with her elbow.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Mu Hanxuan touched his sensitive waist and looked at Qiao Ruoyin.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and make dumplings, okay? I know how to make a fuss." Qiao Ruoyin gritted her teeth and stared at Mu Hanxuan.