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Chen Caiwei was just thinking about what to make for breakfast before, but now, she felt as uncomfortable as eating cake.

It's not that she doesn't know what to do or how to do it.

It is difficult to make up her mind, but once she makes up her mind, she is still very decisive when doing things.

But, this Chen Siqi is like a fly!

He was buzzing around and gesticulating.

She is going to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge, plus a few egg pancakes, and this is her breakfast.

But Chen Siqi said she didn’t want to eat this, she didn’t want to eat it, and presumably Ye Fan didn’t want to eat it either!

She insisted on eating fried dumplings.

Chen Caiwei said she went out to buy it.

Chen Siqi said that there is some in the refrigerator. She likes to eat freshly fried food and doesn't like to eat the ones bought on the street. She doesn't know what kind of meat or oil there is.

She just likes to eat the red flower buns in the refrigerator.

"Okay, I'll fry it!"

She gritted her teeth and agreed, but Chen Siqi said her attitude was not correct.

If she doesn't want to do it, just do it, and no one is forcing her to answer again.

Damn it!

Chen Caiwei really slapped her in the face and felt heartbroken!

Although I knew that Chen Siqi was abnormal and a fool, I warned myself over and over again not to argue with a fool.

But if emotions can be controlled so easily, are we still human?

"Chen Siqi, you've had enough!"

"Almost done!"

She wanted to suppress her by virtue of her status as her fourth sister.

But Chen Siqi raised her eyebrows.

"Who do you call Chen Siqi?"

"You don't even look at your identity. Do you really think that someone who looks like my fourth sister is my fourth sister?"

"You have to call me Miss Qi from now on!"

Chen Caiwei glared at her.

"Call now, I want to listen now! Call and try!"

Chen Caiwei held her head high, trying to make Chen Siqi give in with her eyes, but Chen Siqi slapped the table.

"Okay, if you can't even meet this requirement, I'll tell Xiaofan!"

She turned around angrily and was about to walk out of the kitchen.

Chen Caiwei had no choice but to hold her back.

"Okay, okay, my name is Miss Qi. I'm going to fry dumplings for you now. Do you think that's okay?"

The voice was so gentle that Chen Caiwei herself had goosebumps all over her body.

But Chen Siqi just stood still, her expression still dissatisfied.

"The tone is okay. What's your expression?"

"Are you coming to my house to work or to visit the grave? Your tone should be gentle, your attitude should be friendly, and your expression should be sincere!"

"Again!"

Sincerely, your mother...

As soon as she cursed in her heart, Chen Caiwei quickly took it back.

I almost forgot that this little kid was the same as me.

"Okay, Miss Qi, can I go fry the dumplings for you now?"

"That's pretty much it! Let's go!"

Chen Siqi waved her hand like a victorious general. Chen Caiwei gritted her teeth and burned the oil to start frying the dumplings.

Although she had seen other people fry it outside, and Wang Ma occasionally made it for them at home, this was the first time she made it herself.

To be on the safe side, she turned on her phone and prepared to follow the steps above step by step.

But as soon as the phone was taken out, Chen Siqi snatched it away with one quick step.

"What are you doing? Are you going to be lazy while cooking?"

"I'm preparing..."

Chen Caiwei was about to explain, but the words didn't come out of her mouth. Could she still explain that she hadn't done it before and was going to follow the tutorial?

Then I must not be laughed to death by Chen Siqi!

And if she is dissatisfied with herself and complains to Mark, she will be in vain!

"I'm going to hand over my phone to you. Keeping it on me will delay my work!"

This explanation made Chen Siqi very satisfied.

"That's about it!"

Without her mobile phone, Chen Siqi felt troubled while looking at the frozen fried dumplings she took out.

how should I do it?

To fry dumplings, you should heat a pan with oil and then fry them on top, right?

Isn’t that what those stalls do?

Chen Caiwei started to heat the oil in the pot.

Chen Siqi's eyes widened from the side.

"What are you doing?"

"Fried dumplings, Miss Qi!"

Chen Caiwei rolled her eyes.

"Miss Qi, please get out of the way. If the oil splashes on you, don't blame me!"

"what?"

Chen Siqi opened her mouth wide.

"Will oil splash on you?"

She was confused, but her body was very honest, and she ran aside obediently.

He muttered something when he was far away.

"How come pan-fried dumplings splatter with oil?"

"Oh, I know, it must be her exclusive secret method!"

She stood in the distance and looked at Chen Caiwei expectantly.

Chen Caiwei poured some oil into the pot, looked at the amount of fried dumplings next to her, gritted her teeth and poured some more. Pasta absorbs oil very much, she thought to herself.

There is water vapor on the quick-frozen fried dumplings, which will definitely splash out when put into the hot pot. Do you want to be fully armed?

Chen Caiwei looked at Chen Siqi next to her and shook her head.

Forget it, just use the pot lid to block it for a while!

If it was too exaggerated, Chen Siqi might not laugh!

The oil temperature had come up. Chen Caiwei held the pot lid in one hand and poured the fried dumplings into the oil pot. As she expected, oil sputtered out. Fortunately, she was prepared and the pot lid blocked her. Hands, but the oil still splashed onto other parts of her body mischievously.

"Ouch, yo..."

The area where it was splashed was a little painful, so she dodged subconsciously, and now she let go of her upper hand. The oil in the pot splashed out again, and a few drops splashed onto her hand.

Chen Caiwei's face turned bitter at that time and she started dancing.

However, Chen Siqi was still clapping her hands and applauding.

"it is good!"

This sister is a very nice person. She knows that she is afraid of being splashed with oil, and she tells her what will happen if she is splashed with oil!

After a while, the oil in the pot stopped boiling, and Chen Caiwei turned to low heat and slowly fried the dumplings.

At this time Zhang Honghua walked in.

"What's going on? It's crackling in the morning. Xiaofan is not in good health. We don't eat anything too greasy in the morning!"

Chen Caiwei didn't reply, so Chen Siqi rushed over and hugged Zhang Honghua's arm affectionately.

"Grandma, I didn't eat anything greasy. She made porridge for my brother and fried dumplings for me!"

"Oh!"

Zhang Honghua replied calmly.

She glanced at the fried dumplings in Chen Caiwei's pot and frowned.

"Can you fry the dumplings like this?"

"Isn't it true that fried dumplings are fried in a cold pan, then oil is put on the bottom, the lid is covered and steamed in the pan?"

Zhang Honghua looked at Chen Caiwei suspiciously.

"Have you never made fried dumplings?"

Chen Caiwei's face turned red instantly.

She suddenly thought of the ones she saw selling fried dumplings at street stalls. They also spread oil on the bottom, put the fried dumplings on top, cover them, and steam them for seven or eight minutes!

And she didn't look at her phone, so she subconsciously thought that fried dumplings should be fried in oil!

The sound of sizzling in the pot was still ringing, but Chen Caiwei wanted to dig a hole and get in.