Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Shi Yan: "There's nothing we can do about it. Since ancient times, marriages have been made by parents. Even if Yue Dahe is beaten to death, the government will have nothing to do with him."

Song Tingran saw that the topic was a bit low-key, so she took out her handkerchief and wiped her mouth, and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's choose the fabric first. After we choose it, we will make dumplings together with several kinds of fillings and freeze them. If you are too lazy to make them later, It’s time to cook dumplings.”

"Okay, let me go and see what kind of stuffing you can eat."

Song Tingran grabbed the belt around Qiao Jinshu's waist. He turned around in surprise and covered himself, looking as if he had been bullied.

"Master Wife, what are you doing? It's sunny in the sky... Why don't you wait until no one is around?"

Song Tingran was also helpless. He really didn't mean it. He just pulled Qiao Jinshu because he was about to run away.

"Go ahead and pick out the fabric."

The husbands were all headed by Shi Yan. Before Song Tingran could speak, they all asked him to choose first. This had been the case for so many years.

"I have enough clothes. I just made them for me some time ago. I can choose whatever you like."

Shi Yan saw that none of the brothers were willing to pick. He knew that if he didn't pick, the others would tolerate it no matter how much they liked it. He looked at it and saw that there were so many of them. I really couldn’t choose for a while.

"My wife, please help me choose one. I'm spoiled for choice." Shi Yan turned around and said to Song Tingran.

"Well, let's take a look together."

Song Tingran remembered that there was a gray-white one with silvery gleams. It looked very luxurious and elegant, which was just right for Shi Yan's temperament.

"Here, Shi Yan, what do you think of this? Do you like it? When the time comes, I will make a round-neck robe with a rabbit fur cloak on the outside. It will definitely look good."

"Well, just listen to my wife."

In this way, other husbands can start to choose, but they are all a little absent-minded, hoping that Song Tingran can also choose for them.

"Master Wife, you have chosen the fourth brother and matched it with the eldest brother. I want it too."

Qiao Jinshu vowed not to give up until he achieved his goal, but Song Tingran had no choice. She originally bought them and picked them randomly, but now it became her job.

Who told her to have more husbands? Just pick them and match them one by one. The kids playing outside were a little cold and they all came into the dining room.

Song Qingyi looked at it and liked the cloth in his father's hand very much, "Dad, this fabric looks good for clothes."

"Your mother chose the color. Is it too bright?"

"No, Dad, you always wear dark colors, you should change your look. This one has moiré patterns on it, how festive it is."

Xiao Yuchen also decided to give it a try, "I can't use this piece of cloth. I'll make a set for you with the extra."

"Okay, Dad and I will wear them together."

Song Tingran finally divided the fabrics for the husbands, and then came the cubs, but they didn't need help, they all had their own opinions.

Wen Li had been anxious for a long time. When he was in town, he saw dumplings. The dumplings made by his own family were even more delicious.

"We still have a lot of mutton at home. I'm going to make some mutton and carrot stuffing. The stuffing is delicious."

Song Tingran's suggestion was supported. After all, this flavor was something that everyone had never tasted before and everyone was looking forward to it.

Next came some of the more popular stuffings, a show of hands voting system, and finally the zucchini, shrimp, egg stuffing, and pork and celery were chosen fairly and uniformly.

In the dark kitchen, with the windows open for ventilation, a family was busy watching.

Xiao Yuchen took the children to wash vegetables, pick vegetables, and light the fire. This kind of insignificant work was his.

Shi Yan, Chang Yuqiao came to prepare dumpling wrappers.

Everyone else is preparing dumpling fillings and making dumplings. If the dumpling filling is successful, it is almost a success.

"Among them, it's not pork and celery, so why do you have to cut peppers into it?" Xiao Yuchen lit the fire, his eyes were not idle, full of curiosity.

"It's not chili peppers, it's green peppers. If you add seasonings, the taste will be much better."

"Oh, then I'll pick some in the greenhouse again."

"No." While Song Tingran spoke, Wen Ci also held Xiao Yuchen's shoulders.

"Second brother, no need, this is enough."

"But, the pork and celery stuffing uses up the green pepper, what should I do with the other two stuffings?"

Wen Ci held the chopsticks in his hand, put the freshly scrambled eggs together with the zucchini and shrimp, and stirred them.

Zucchini, Shrimp and Egg Filling

"Second brother, there is no need to put green pepper in the others."

"Didn't the wife say that green peppers would taste better? Why not the other two kinds?" Xiao Yuchen was full of questions. His thirst for knowledge in the kitchen has been getting higher and higher recently.

"Well..." Wen Ci didn't know what to say, anyway, that's how it matched.

"Let it go when I say it, do you understand?" Song Tingran could only say this.

"I understand, Wife, if you had said this earlier, I would have understood it a long time ago."

Xiao Yuchen continued to add firewood, his movements became much lighter, and he was happy that he had figured out this matter.

The stuffing in Song Tingran's hand is ready, and he would like to check out the other two types, but there are only a dozen dumpling wrappers now.

She decided to make dumplings in the dining room. Everything was almost ready anyway, so it would be easy to move there. The dumpling wrappers had to be rolled and rolled at the same time.

There were many people in the family, so everyone took some Dingxi and moved it to the dining room.

In order to distinguish the flavor of each dumpling, Song Tingran also asked everyone to make different dumpling shapes.

"Master Wife, I don't know how to wrap the round dumplings you are talking about." Xiao Yuchen was clumsy, not to mention the shape, even wrapping them was difficult.

"Come on, Yuchen, take it. Your mission for today has been completed. You can just sit here and talk to us now."

Xiao Yuchen took a piece of dough the size of an orange and asked, "What is this for?"

"I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I'm just holding it for you to play with."

"These are only for children to play with, I don't use them." Xiao Yuchen put the dough on the table.

Generally, when making dumplings and steamed buns at home, if the children are afraid of making trouble, they will give them a piece of dough so that when some play with them, they won't make trouble.

Now Xiao Yuchen has become the child of that family. Seeing that the family is so well matched, rolling the dough and wrapping it, he still feels itchy. He picks up the dough in front of him and moves more carefully.

Put the dough under the table, squeeze it, it will become soft and soft, and it will look like that. It is really fun.

Xiao Yuchen thought that only he knew about this scene, but it was difficult for his actions not to be discovered. Everyone in the family saw it, so he didn't say anything.

Song Can stared at the mutton and carrot stuffing for a long time, "Go ahead, this looks delicious, can I try it?"

"Cancan, it will be wrapped quickly, and then we will eat this tonight."

"Can't you eat it now?"

Song Tingran stopped what she was doing, feeling that Song Can was possessed by Xiao Yuchen and actually asked such a question.