House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 633 The little girl who learned to make dumplings (14)

After the noodles were reconciled, Yang Yi started making dumplings.

With the previous experience of kneading dough, Xixi is very active now. While watching her father knead the dough and roll out a dumpling wrapper, and then fill in the dumpling filling and make dumplings with her little aunt, the little girl can't help it. .

Baba, I want to make dumplings too. Xixi said as she leaned on the table and looked at her father earnestly.

Yang Yi was also happy to let his daughter participate in the holiday labor. He washed his hands, first helped Xixi roll up his sleeves, and then gave her a dumpling wrapper.

You come by yourself. Yang Yi wanted to see how her daughter's observation ability and comprehension ability were, and how much she could learn just by watching.

However, this request didn't work at first. The little girl was a little dependent on her father. She pouted and said glumly, Baba, but, but I still can't! You have to teach me.

Grandma is here to teach you! Dong Yue'e, who was making pumpkin pie next to her, couldn't sit still. She smiled and reached out to take a dumpling skin to show Xixi, Look at grandma, put the skin in the palm of your hand and put a little The stuffing is in the middle, so pinch the skin and wrap it up...

Understood? Dong Yue'e put the wrapped dumplings on a plate and said to Xixi.

The little girl nodded in understanding, but her expression was actually a little dazed.

Yang Yi looked at her with a funny look, his hands didn't stop, and he said softly, It's okay, you try first, if you can't do it, Dad will teach you.

Xixi finally started making dumplings by herself. She followed the example and placed the dumpling skin flat in the palm of her left hand, but the little girl's hand was a little slender, and the big dumpling skin suddenly covered her small hand.

Then she made the dumpling stuffing. Yang Yi had already pushed a large plate of dumpling stuffing in front of her. The little girl easily picked up the small spoon and dug out a piece of meat stuffing.

Uh...seems a bit less!

Is this the delicate girl? Dumplings will only use a little bit, not enough dumpling fillings for a fingernail?

Yang Yi didn't speak, just smiled and watched her daughter wrap her first dumpling by herself.

It seems that Xixi is a little talented in this regard. The first time she made dumplings, she actually pinched the dumpling skins by herself. Although there were no wrinkles, the dumplings were also pinched into a flat football shape, but anyway, Xixi still Successfully made a dumpling!

Great! Dad thinks that you made dumplings for the first time, and you did a good job! Yang Yi smiled and applauded Xixi, and the others followed suit.

Xixi smiled happily, and under her father's instructions, she placed her first dumpling on the big plate of the steamer with a sense of accomplishment.

Keep up the good work, try it next, put more dumpling stuffing! Yang Yi handed a dumpling wrapper to the little girl and guided him softly.

This time, Yang Yi wants to really teach Xixi how to make a dumpling.

Xixi put more dumpling fillings according to her father's instructions.

But still too little!

A little more. Yang Yi said helplessly to Xixi, too little, dumplings are not delicious.

This time it was too much.

Yang Yi had to help her put it back with a small spoon.

Okay, let's start to pinch the dumpling skin now, just like before, first fold it in half, and then look at my father like this, follow the side, squeeze out the wrinkles of the dumpling, look, doesn't it look better? Yang Yi gave her daughter a slow look. Do a demonstration.

Yang Huan was also watching Xixi Learning, but she didn't have much patience. After watching it for a while, she took back her eyes and wrapped the dumplings by herself. She had no dumpling skins. She took a rolling pin and rolled the dumpling skins by herself.

Xixi didn't do it well enough at the beginning, she pinched her wrinkled crookedly, and a small hole was exposed. It might be because there was a lot of dumpling filling, and she couldn't handle it.

Yang Yi stretched out her hand and taught her how to squeeze the remaining hole back.

Great, this time it looks much better than the first one, right? Yang Yi motioned her to put the dumplings back, and praised with a smile.

Hee hee! The little girl was overjoyed.

However, for the third dumpling, Xixi floated a little bit. The little girl wrapped the dumpling skin by herself when her father was rolling out the dumpling skin, but when she was filling the dumpling filling, she dug out a large spoonful and almost covered the dumpling skin. !

So many? Yang Yi was a little surprised when he saw it.

Xixi pouted her little mouth and said embarrassingly, Baba, I can't wrap it up... What should I do?

It's called not being greedy! Yang Yi said with a smile. In fact, he could dig some dumplings back as he did just now, but the edges of the dumpling wrappers were stained with some dumpling filling juice, which probably wasn't sticky enough.

But Yang Yi still has a way to remedy it! He smiled and brought another dumpling wrapper and taught Xixi, Come on, Dad will teach you how to make Big Mac dumplings!

The two dumpling skins were put together and started to pinch the lace, and Xixi also helped her father pinch a little.

After the success, Xixi was overjoyed to see this big dumpling and said, Baba, this looks like the sun, shall we call it the little sun?

Of course! Yang Yi laughed.

Maybe it was because he was interested in playing tricks. Yang Yi also made a few fancy steamed dumplings for his daughter on the spot, such as butterfly-shaped dumplings, flower dumplings with five petals, and ingot-shaped dumplings...

Every novel dumpling aroused exclamation and admiration from Xixi, and the little girl happily said to her father, Baba, put it here, put it here!

She wanted to put these strangely-shaped dumplings next to her own.

Xixi, you need to make more dumplings. Mom and grandparents have to taste your craftsmanship. Murphy smiled slightly.

Yang Chonggui was dismantling the platform. He waved his hand and said cheerfully, Grandpa doesn't need to eat, don't tire out little Yang Xi.

However, at noon, Yang Yi steamed the dumplings and asked Xixi to give Yang Chonggui a dumpling made by herself.

Of course, Xixi also likes her dumplings very much. Although her father told her that she couldn't eat too much, the three dumplings she made at the beginning, including the big Little Sun, were all brought over by her father. I also want the butterfly-shaped dumplings that Dad made.

This is a thin dumpling, this is a fat dumpling, this is a little sun, this is a little butterfly! Xixi looked at these dumplings and introduced her to her father excitedly.

It's as if she doesn't want to eat, but to appreciate works of art!

Come on pumpkin pie, Xixi, come and try the pumpkin pie made by grandma! Dong Yue'e was not to be outdone, she couldn't wait to bring out her fried pumpkin pie and said with a smile.

This golden and tempting pumpkin pie is also enticingly scented and irresistible at first sight!

When Xixi saw it, she let out a wow. She didn't expect those pumpkin cakes with bread crumbs to look so good after they were made!

The little girl caught up impatiently.

But soon, she let out an oops and withdrew her hand, a little hot.

It's not hot, eat this while it's hot! Yang Huan was already holding one, while breathing in the heat, his mouth was shaking, as if he was turning the pumpkin pie so that the hot pumpkin pie would not burn his tongue. said slyly.

The little girl looked enviously at her little aunt, her grandparents, her uncles and aunts, and the way they ate deliciously. She was so greedy in her heart that her saliva was drooling.

Yang Yi picked up two pieces of oiled paper for steamed dumplings, folded a stack, wrapped a pumpkin pie, and handed it to Murphy next to him, then wrapped another one and handed it to Xixi.

Is it not hot now? Yang Yi asked her daughter with a smile.

It's not hot anymore! Xixi held the pumpkin pie happily, smelled the tempting fragrance, and said a little intoxicated.

But you still have to eat it slowly, otherwise it will burn your mouth. Try taking a small bite first. Yang Yi patiently took care of her daughter.

According to her father's words, Xixi took a small bite, which was a little hot, but because of the small bite, it was a lot colder in her mouth.

Delicious! Although it was only a small bite, the crispy skin, the sweetness inside, and the mellow fragrance of the pumpkin pie made Xixi's big, beautiful, obsidian eyes light up.

Unfortunately, my grandma can't eat the pumpkin pie made by grandma, otherwise, he must love it. Dong Yue'e saw that Xixi liked it very much.曈曈 said regretfully.

Mom, when he grows up a bit, you can still do it for him! Murphy said with a smile.

At this time, Yang Huan poked Yang Yi and asked in a low voice, Brother, did you leave me some pumpkin pie?

She is still thinking of her good best friend Ding Xiang!

But Yang Huan didn't know that Ding Xiang was not alone today.