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Soon we came to a large open space in the forest, which was the place for barbecue.

There are more than a dozen ovens set up here, and guests can rent them at will. Wang Sihan and the others are using two of them. Apart from Ming Qi, there are six other people with her, including Pei Linchuan.

"Hi, you're here too." Pei Linchuan greeted with a smile, and the two girls also called "Brother Xiao Qinghan".

Now both stoves are being used, Xiao Qinghan looked at the so much raw food they brought on the table, and said to the two girls: "What do you want to eat? I'll bake it for you."

It looked like the two of them were about to fly immediately.

Ji Tangxi found an empty table to sit down, and Pei Linchuan sat beside him. There was no baked food yet, and those who had nothing to do sat on the side, and the two girls stood beside Xiao Qinghan all the time.

"Little brother, what do you want to eat? I will bake it for you later." Pei Linchuan said.

"Then it's up to you, I'll eat whatever you bake."

Although Pei Linchuan's cooking skills are not very good, he is still good at grilling. This is because he thinks that other people's roasting is too slow, so he can cook as soon as he wants to eat, but Ji Tangxi knows nothing about cooking skills.

It didn't take long for someone to bake something, and brought them some. Ji Tangxi was eating meat skewers while looking at the scenery, and took his mobile phone to surf the Internet, which was quite comfortable.

After Xiao Qinghan's group of food was baked, he gave most of them to the two girls, put the rest on Ji Tangxi's table, and said to the boy, "What would Qingyuan want to eat? I'll bake it for you."

"Then you can bake a chicken wing for me." Ji Tangxi said.

It was Pei Linchuan who also went to the oven, and with Xiao Qinghan's chicken wings, Ji Tangxi felt that he was really lucky.

After eating for a while, he also wandered over to the oven. The food on the oven was not baked yet, but it had already exuded bursts of tempting aroma. When Ji Tangxi saw the chicken wing that had turned golden yellow, he was surprised. It felt like my stomach, which was already full, was empty again.

"Brother Xiao Qinghan, why don't you teach me how to bake?" Ji Tangxi suddenly thought, if he learns it himself, he can bake it for him and his brother.

"Okay, bring some meat here."

The two girls are not here now, and they all ran to enjoy the food. Ji Tangxi was very happy, so that they would not come to talk about him. He took five skewers of mutton to Xiao Qinghan and put them on the clip. Xiao Qinghan said: "Scrub some Oil it up."

"Then thank you, auntie." Xiao Qinghan smiled happily.

Back in the classroom, Ji Tangxi opened WeChat and found that Moments of Friends and several WeChat groups were becoming more and more lively. The reason was simple, Xiao Qinghan's birthday would be ten days later.

This is also the reason why Pei Linchuan wanted to teach him ballroom dancing. My brother said that Xiao Qinghan would hold a birthday party at home every year, and he would naturally dance too. It is estimated that he will receive an invitation letter in a few days.

Now many people are discussing what gifts to give Xiao Qinghan, but Ji Tangxi just watched, without saying a word, after thinking about it, he asked the two girls at the front table, who can be his dancing partner that day?
The two of them will naturally receive invitations, and Ji Tangxi estimates that they are the only girls in his class who can be invited, and his dance partner can only choose one of the two.

In the end, the two girls gave him a dismissive expression, "Hehe, we don't want to be your dance partner."

Ji Tangxi: "..."

Well, he can't say that they are ungrateful, and he doesn't know who should be more grateful to the other for their current friendship with that senior.

"Don't be like this," Ji Tangxi could only say, "Didn't I learn ballroom dancing for nothing?"

My brother taught him to dance the waltz with great care, from the most basic standing to holding postures, it would be a pity if he didn't have a chance to perform in the end.

"You even learned ballroom dancing on purpose." Wang Sihan laughed uncontrollably, "But I only find a partner when I think about it. I can dance with anyone anyway."

Ji Tangxi: "...that's fine."

Xiao Qinghan asked him to have dinner with him after school in the afternoon, and the first thing he said after meeting was to praise his mother's delicious buns!

Xiao Qinghan said that she originally wanted to save it for noon and treat it as lunch, but in the end she couldn't hold it back, she ate one each of the first three breaks, and at noon there was nothing left.

Ji Tangxi was very happy to hear that. He is not a person who can eat, but he can eat three to four steamed buns every time his mother steams them, and the buns are not too small, they are as big as his palm. I feel like I can't hold on.

"Actually, my skill in making pasta is also good. I'll try it for you tomorrow. It's best if I make it for you when you come to my house. Eat it directly when it's done. It tastes the best."

"Okay." Ji Tangxi couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

So the next morning, not long after Ji Tangxi arrived at the school, he also received a WeChat message from that person, asking him to go to the stairs.

Soon Xiao Qinghan also came down and handed him an insulated box.

When I returned to the classroom and opened it, there were eight steamed dumplings inside, each of which looked very plump, probably the kind with thin skin and big stuffing.

A burst of joy flashed through his heart, Ji Tangxi restrained the urge to feast, covered the box and put it on the desk, determined not to look at it again until lunch.

Thanks to this idea, he had the best lunch since he came to this school. The eight dumplings were all stuffed with celery and fresh meat, which is also Ji Tangxi's favorite kind. I don't know who used this stuffing. Is it to match yesterday's buns?

Ji Tangxi likes this stuffing, whether it is steamed buns or dumplings, this is also the one my mother loves most. It can be regarded as a snack since I was a child. At this time, I tasted the handiwork of that senior. It is naturally delicious and delicious, and I am not inferior to myself at all. mother.

Xiao Qinghan never mentioned his birthday to him, neither did Pei Linchuan. Ji Tangxi only learned dance with him, but planned to deal with the gift alone.

According to Ji Tangxi's plan, he would give that senior a photo album, and put some photos of himself in it.

A few days later, Ji Tangxi took two more unit tests, no matter which subject his score was improved by at least eight points, he himself felt incredible.

"That's right," Xiao Qinghan nodded in satisfaction after seeing his results, "In this way, even if you can't make it into the top [-] at the end of the semester, you can still make it into the top [-]."

Ji Tangxi asked: "Then if I don't make it to the top [-] and don't know how to take holidays, I will follow you to make up lessons."

"It depends on your own choice." Xiao Qinghan didn't care too much, "But the Lin Chuan I know will definitely ask me to go out to play first, and come back to give you extra lessons after playing enough."

"..." That's right, Pei Linchuan would often go out to play with Ji Tangxi during the holidays, and sometimes he would go out with his classmates, presumably the person in front of him was among them.

Ji Tangxi came to Xiao Qinghan's house alone on Saturday, Pei Linchuan was not with him.

This is also normal, Ji Tangxi is here to study, and my brother is here to play, so naturally there is no need to come every week.

After half a day of class, Xiao Qinghan came to the kitchen at eleven o'clock. The lunch he was going to make today was more complicated than before, and needed to be prepared in advance.

Ji Tangxi stood at the door of the kitchen again and asked him, "Do you need my help?"

The man didn't even look back, "Are you good at kneading dough or wrapping?"

"...None of them, but you can teach me how to pack. With my help, you can go faster."

"Okay then, I'll call you when I need you."

"……Oh."

Ji Tangxi had never done anything before, mainly because he really didn't have a chance to play, no matter what the occasion, he didn't need to do it.

Moreover, he was ashamed that he didn't even know whether the senior was planning to make buns or dumplings.

Ji Tangxi went back to the living room to watch TV. After a while, the senior also came and sat beside him. Ji Tangxi knew that it must be the wake-up stage.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Qinghan gave him a tug, "Let's go."

The dough was already awake, Xiao Qinghan took it out and kneaded it for a while, then made it into a long strip, cut it into small round pieces with a knife, and rolled those round pieces into dough.

Ji Tangxi had seen her mother do the whole process before, and Xiao Qinghan's proficiency was by no means inferior to her. Pei Jitangxi took a dough and put it in his hand, which was smaller than his own palm, so he probably could only make dumplings. .

Although he has never done it before, he has seen all the movements of making dumplings. At this time, he scooped up some seasoned stuffing that is still celery and fresh meat, put it on the dough, closed the two ends of the dough, and then put the The part of the dough is pinched to the middle bit by bit, carefully trying not to let the stuffing come out from anywhere, and finally close all the dough, hold it up and take a closer look-it's really not very good-looking.

Beautiful dumplings should be round and plump, but this one is a bit flat, high in the middle and narrow on both sides. It's really... an indescribable shape.

The senior next to me smiled, "It's actually not too bad if you make dumplings for the first time. I think this thing just needs a lot of practice, and the feel will gradually get better. Besides, the shape of the dumplings is actually not the most important thing, is it?" 
Ji Tangxi touched the corners of her lips, really didn't feel comforted.

Xiao Qinghan had already rolled out a lot of dough, and at this time he also took one and put the stuffing on it. Ji Tangxi didn't see how his hands moved, it seemed that the dough turned into dumplings after only a moment, and The one with the head held high, the one I made by myself looks like I didn’t have enough to eat and was beaten up compared to this one.

This made Ji Tangxi a little discouraged. I came to help him reduce the burden, but in fact it didn't seem to reduce much. The time I took to pack one by myself was enough for others to pack three or four.

Even so, Ji Tangxi continued to pack and tried not to look at the sharp contrast between the two kinds of dumplings on the table. When all the dough on the table turned into dumplings, Xiao Qinghan said to him: "It's been hard work, go back and rest."

Ji Tangxi smiled and went to wash her hands.