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"Come on, Xiao Qinghan come and sit down, Lin Chuan and you come too." The mother brought two more bowls of rice.

Soon the lunch was announced. Ji Tangxi stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of pot-packed meat. He wanted to send it to the boy's bowl, but there were already two pieces of chicken and one piece of beef in the bowl, and the mother was holding a piece of meat. The ribs were sent inside, so I took it back and took a bite by myself.

During the dinner, no one spoke, only his mother often brought food to the two guests and asked them to eat more, Ji Tangxi, who was still left alone, didn't mind, he ate quite happily.

After the meal, Xiao Qinghan chatted with the two parents for a while, Ji Tangxi took him back to the bedroom, he read the rest of the photos, and praised: "It's so beautiful."

Ji Tangxi smiled, and seeing the tired look on his face, he hesitated and asked, "Would you like to go to my bed to rest for a while?"

"No need," Xiao Qinghan said, "I'm leaving soon."

"……All right."

Ji Tangxi really wanted to say that she was actually quite reluctant.

The next morning, after Ji Tangxi entered the classroom, he put down his schoolbag and went to the third floor with two insulated boxes. At the same time, he called Xiao Qinghan and asked him to wait for him at the back door.

When we met, Ji Tangxi handed him both boxes, "This is my mother's steamed buns, let me get you a few, and please give the other box to my brother."

After the two people left yesterday, the stepmother praised the person in front of her. It seemed that the lady used all the adjectives that Ji Tangxi had heard to praise others. Later, when she started making buns, she said that she would keep I ordered it to be steamed tomorrow morning, so that Ji Tangxi must send some to the two children.

"Then thank you, auntie." Xiao Qinghan happily took it.

Back in the classroom, Ji Tangxi opened WeChat, and found that Moments and several WeChat groups were becoming more and more lively, and he knew the reason very well, Xiao Qinghan's birthday would be ten days later.

This is why Ji 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 gift to give Xiao Qinghan, Ji Tangxi just watched without saying a word, but 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 definitely 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 couldn't say that they were ungrateful, and he didn't know who should thank whom more for their current friendship with that Xiao Qinghan.

"Come on," he could only say, "Isn't my ballroom dancing for nothing?"

Although there is not much time to learn that dance, Ji Tangxi thinks that both he and his elder brother as the master are very attentive. From the most basic standing and holding postures, it will be very difficult if there is no chance to show them in the end. pity.

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

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

In fact, Ji Tangxi is really not looking forward to the matter of "dancing partner". He originally planned to be "alone" from the very beginning, and he will never be the only one to play friendship in his life. There is no need to force the space for dancing skills.

So he didn't think about it again.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 steamed stuffed buns for being so delicious!

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 couldn't help laughing, saying that he can't be considered 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, about the size of his palm. Big, I feel overwhelmed after eating.

"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." Xiao Qinghan continued.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Ji Tangxi patted his arm.

So the next morning, not long after Ji Tangxi arrived at the school, he also received a WeChat message from that boy, 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.

Joy welled up in his heart again, Ji Tangxi restrained the urge to eat, 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 was also Ji Tangxi's favorite. I don't know which boy used this stuffing. Is it to match yesterday's buns?

Ji Tangxi likes this stuffing, whether it's steamed buns or dumplings, this is also the one my mother loves most. It can be regarded as a snack to grow up. At this time, if I try that Xiao Qinghan's handicraft, it is naturally delicious and delicious, not inferior to myself at all. mother.

The days after that were very normal, and various classes were carried out as usual. Xiao Qinghan never mentioned her birthday to Ji Tangxi, neither did Ji Linchuan. Ji Tangxi only learned dancing, but planned to deal with the gifts alone.

According to his plan, he would give Xiao Qinghan 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 couldn't help thinking of a question: "Then if I don't make it into the top [-], will I have to follow you to make up lessons during the holidays?"

"It depends on your own choice." That 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, Ji 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 is not sure what grades he can get in the final exam, and naturally he is not sure whether to make up lessons with this person... Why do I feel that going to class with him is at least equal to the status of taking a break in my mind...

On Saturday, Ji Tangxi came to Xiao Qinghan's house alone, and his elder brother was not with him.After half a day of class, Xiao Qinghan came to the kitchen half an hour earlier. 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 boy 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 so ashamed that he didn't know whether Xiao Qinghan was planning to make buns or dumplings.

So he could only go back to the living room to watch TV. After a while, that Xiao Qinghan also came and sat beside him, and Ji Tangxi knew that it must have reached the stage of waking up.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart again, this "waking up noodles" should be a very close step to "bao", and since this step has been reached, it means that the previous work of kneading noodles and stuffing has been completed, and the following Rolling and wrapping are definitely not a problem, he can't remember the first time he admired that boy's "talent" so much.

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

Now that the dough has woken up, 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 watched his mother do the whole process before, and Xiao Qinghan's proficiency was by no means inferior to her. Ji Tangxi 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.

Xiao Qinghan beside her 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, and 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 here to help him reduce the burden, but in fact it didn't seem to reduce much. The time to pack one by myself is enough for others to pack three or four.