private marriage

"Jiang Shao, is this also what Chu Xu meant?"

"That's what I mean," said Jiang Xiuzhi, who was rarely willing to talk to someone, and said so much, "If she really wanted to die, she would have jumped down a long time ago. Now that the high stage is set up and the play is almost finished, the next thing is Aren't you planning to come down?"

"Don't, just close your eyes and run to the side for a while, don't fall on the mat, then I will believe that she really wants to die."

After Jiang Xiuzhi finished speaking, he hung up the call.

That person called Jiang Xiuzhi at the scene, and turned on the speakerphone in order to make news.

The woman who was about to jump grabbed the railing with one hand and leaned her upper body outward, "Don't pull me, I'm dead!"

Neither the police nor the firefighters were close, and the woman could not wait for someone to pull her, so she had to lean back by herself, lying prone on the railing as if she had no strength.

"Don't anyone save me, I'm so tired."

A fire officer took the opportunity to hug her, and another person also came over, and they pulled her down together.

"Ah, let me die, let me go."

"Let go."

She had already been hugged to the ground before she began to struggle violently, revealing her ugliness, her blouse was pulled up, revealing a section of her waist.

She struggled so hard that the young firefighter slipped her hand, and she never thought she would hit the wall.

There was a loud bang on the forehead, accompanied by severe pain, and blood could be seen when I touched it.

"Ah, it's bleeding, help! Will I be disfigured, woo woo woo—"

Chu Xu was flipping through magazines in the room, and Jiang Xiuzhi entered with light footsteps.

"I thought you were going to sleep."

"I'm almost sleeping like a pig."

The man stretched out his hand to touch Chu Xu's waist, as if he didn't think it was enough, he picked up her sweater with his fingertips and burrowed in, "Not fat, just as thin as ribs."

Her appetite has been quite poor recently, and her morning sickness reaction has become more and more obvious. Coupled with the bad news, her whole body is even more fragile, as if she is about to be blown away by the wind.

"What do you want to eat later?"

She didn't want to eat, so he must be anxious again, Chu Xu thought for a long time, "Have some porridge."

"That's not nutritious."

"If I'm going to be hungry, I'll eat it myself."

"I'll do it for you."

Chu Xu closed the magazine in his hand, "What will you do?"

"You can eat whatever you want."

She knew how much Jiang Xiuzhi weighed, so she insisted on making herself like a chef, "Then I want to eat dumplings, so I have to make them myself."

"no problem."

"I want you to make it yourself, don't buy it."

Jiang Xiuzhi made an OK gesture, "I'll put some shrimp meat for you."

"Put whatever you want, as long as you pack it."

Jiang Xiuzhi immediately felt high morale. There was still Zhao Jianling's cooking stuffed in the refrigerator, but he didn't want it. His wife even said that she wanted to eat the ones made by him.

He saw that Zhao Jianling made it, it was very simple, it was nothing more than rolling dough and making stuffing.

He is so smart, he can learn it just by looking for a video.

When the assistant came in with big bags and small bags, Jiang Xiuzhi had already watched N videos and was full of confidence.

"Jiang Shao, what are you going to do?"

"Shrimp dumplings."

He went in with the flour, closed the kitchen door, and refused to let anyone in, saying that he wanted to surprise Chu Xu.

The assistant was waiting outside. About half an hour later, Jiang Xiuzhi opened a slit, revealing half of his face. "Go buy another bag of flour."

"?" This is how much to make, he just brought a bag full of flour.

But the assistant will not ask more questions. "yes."

"You come first."

When he walked to the door, Jiang Xiuzhi handed out a big bag, "Throw it away, don't let Chu Xu see it."

The assistant took over, it was so heavy that the package almost fell to the ground.

"Don't smudge, come back quickly."

"Yes."

After the assistant entered the elevator, he opened the bag and saw flour mixed with water poured into it. It was all failures.

Chu Xu saw that the kitchen door was closed tightly and walked over to open it, only to see that Jiang Xiuzhi had just made the stuffing and was adding seasonings to it.

"..."

"Is there a thief in the house?"

In the kitchen, it was as if he had been in a war. Jiang Xiuzhi seemed to have crawled out of a pile of flour. Not only his pants were covered with flour, but his face was also covered with flour.

"what are you doing?"

"Wait a minute, the flour will be here soon."

Chu Xu glanced around the ground, "This is..."

"Go back to the house, don't look, I'll call you when it's done."

"Forget it, I just said it casually, why don't you go to my mother's place to eat?"

Jiang Xiu knew how difficult this thing was, so he went out, trying to push Chu Xu back to the room, but his hands were covered with white powder, so he had to push her with his elbow.

Chu Xu obediently went to wait on the sofa, and when the assistant came back, he was called into the kitchen by Jiang Xiuzhi.

After a while, a suppressed voice came from inside.

"Pour water."

"Your hands are shaking, it's too much!" If Jiang Xiuzhi hadn't been unable to free his hands, he would never ask such a stupid person for help.

"Look, how rotten it is, what else can I do, add flour."

Chu Xu listened, listened, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Your hands are broken, you added too much flour." Jiang Xiuzhi rubbed his hands a few times, and fell into an endless loop again. The assistant stood beside him with a flour bag, trembling.

"Add water, add less!"

The assistant's hands are shaking, do you need to trouble me so much? "Young Master Jiang, there are actually ready-made dumpling wrappers for sale."

"Do I need your reminder?"

Chu Xu really wanted to go in and help, but thinking about Jiang Xiuzhi's strong desire to express, since he has persisted until now, let him try it.

He put his phone on the side, stared at the video repeatedly, and finally kneaded the dough.

But he doesn't know how to roll out the dough, and if he runs it over with a stick, it will be crushed.

Chu Xu let him toss around inside, but the assistant was kicked out in the end.

"Young Mistress, I'm going back first."

When he said this, his tone was very aggrieved, and he probably got scolded inside.

Chu Xu turned his head to look, his black suit was full of fine flour ideas, he looked no better than Jiang Xiuzhi.

"Aren't you going to stay and eat?"

"no need."

As far as Jiang Xiuzhi's craftsmanship is concerned, he might as well go home and eat.

Chu Xu nodded, she would feel bored after sitting, so she got up and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Xiuzhi had already finished work, and he was making dumplings, when Chu Xu crept up behind him.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, "How are you doing?"

"The craftsmanship is outstanding, and you will know it later."

The dumplings were all in the pot, and the water was boiling. Jiang Xiuzhi saw that they were all boiling, as if they were ready.

"Go and sit outside, be careful of the heat, it will be fine soon."

"It smells good."

"I prepared the ingredients myself, absolutely delicious."

Jiang Xiuzhi scooped it up and felt that something was wrong, "Where are my fillings, why are they all leather?"

Chu Xu looked into the pot, and saw pieces of dumpling wrappers floating on the water, and the stuffing had fallen into the bottom of the pot. It seemed that they were not wrapped properly.

"It's okay, you can eat it in a bowl." Chu Xu patted Jiang Xiuzhi's waist, "It tastes delicious when you look at it."

Really, open your eyes and talk nonsense.