After being cheated on, I had a flash marriage with a chaebol prince

Cheng Yinian was stunned for a moment, as if she had just remembered this matter. It seemed that such a thing had happened, but she did not remember that anyone had seen her at that time.

She was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Si Qingmo's deep eyes. She coughed lightly and said, "You, you just talk. Why did you ask the master to stop the car?"

Si Qingmo said, "I was in the supermarket just now and forgot to buy gas. I'll go to the convenience store over there and buy a bottle. You wait for me in the car."

After speaking, he unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

Cheng Yi Nian sat in the car blankly, thinking to herself, this man really has a photographic memory, he can actually remember so many things, but when he was in the supermarket just now, he forgot to buy it, and now he remembered it. It shows that he actually forgets things sometimes.

She was actually a little happy because of this, feeling that he was a little more down-to-earth, which made her feel closer to him.

Si Qingmo came back soon, holding two bottles of fuel consumption in his hand, and said: "I'm not sure which one I want, so I took them both. Let's try them to see which one tastes better. I'll buy it later." Which kind."

"Okay." Cheng Yinian nodded and watched him take the two bottles of gas to the trunk and put them into the bag.

Then she got in the car, she curved her lips and smiled lightly, feeling that they really looked like an ordinary couple living an ordinary life.

The two of them went home to rest for a while, and then began to mix noodles, mix stuffing, and make dumplings.

What Cheng Yinian didn't expect was that Si Qingmo could actually make dumplings, and the ones he made were quite beautiful, even prettier than those she made.

Cheng Yinian looked at the dumplings he made and said in surprise: "Ah, your dumplings are actually so beautiful?"

Si Qingmo said proudly: "That's right, you don't even know who I am."

Cheng Yinian asked with a smile: "How many styles can you wrap?"

Si Qingmo took the dumpling wrappers and wrapped five kinds of them in one breath, like magic, each one exquisite and beautiful.

Cheng Yinian pointed to one of them and said, "Let's wrap this one. It's faster to wrap and has the thinnest skin, so it will taste better."

Si Qingmo nodded, "Okay."

Cheng Yinian has always been curious, when did he learn to make dumplings?

Have you known it since you were a child?

She only learned this when she grew up. Although when she was a child, Ms. Bai put her in foster care at her aunt's house and asked her to live with others, but her aunt was really good to her and never asked her to do housework. It was her cousins ​​who made it, and her aunt always urged her to learn. Her skin has been white since she was a child. Whenever the farm was busy, her aunt would let her cousins ​​go to the fields, but she would never let her go to the fields. She was often asked to help boil water, deliver water, and buy her sun protection clothes. My aunt always said: "Your skin is delicate and you will get sunburned if you expose it to the sun. Don't spend too much time in the sun."

Therefore, she learned how to make dumplings when she was older, when she was in college. At that time, the class held activities. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone borrowed pots and pans and made dumplings in the classroom.

At that time, she learned several wrapping methods from her classmates. Although she learned them well, they were not very sophisticated.

The two of them made dumplings together for a while without saying anything, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing. Cheng Yinian wanted to talk to him, so she asked, "When did you learn to make dumplings? I didn't learn how to make dumplings until I was in college."

Si Qingmo paused his hand slightly, remained silent for a few seconds, and said, "Five years old."