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Shen Mu happily rummaged through the bottom of the closet.

Soon, she found an exquisite box with silk tied into a flower belt. It had antique auspicious cloud patterns on it, which looked dignified and elegant.

Shen Mu held the things in front of Jiang Wu like presenting treasures.

Jiang Wu also happily opened it with anticipation.

result……

"Shen Mu!!! What kind of mess are you buying here?" Jiang Wu roared throughout the bedroom, distinguishing carefully, with a bit of embarrassment in it.

"You promised just now, and you said you would try it." Shen Mu replied with a hippie smile.

"I believed you bastard."

Inside the box was a big red apron with two mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered with black gold silk. The apron was intricately crafted and of high quality, and the two mandarin ducks were lifelike and interesting, but Jiang Wu put this thing on naked...

Don't even think about it!

As he spoke, Jiang Wu directly threw the big red bellyband on Shen Mu's face.

Shen Mu's mouth, a deceiving ghost.

She will never believe anything Shen Mu said in her life, never!

Jiang Wu remembered the matter of the red bellyband until the Chinese New Year, and even Shen Mu had to lament that his daughter-in-law didn't remember what she should remember, what she shouldn't remember, she had a surprisingly good memory.

On the [-]th day of the lunar calendar, the two woke up from bed, and then covered themselves with quilts and chatted until noon.

Others are preparing new year's goods, planning their itinerary, either across provinces or within the same city, anyway, they are all members of the migrating army, but Shen Mu and Jiang Wu have nothing to do except wash their faces.

On New Year's Day, she had thought about all the fancy ideas, and Shen Mu didn't know what to do with Jiang Wu today, but when she was thinking hard, Jiang Wu had already got up, went into the kitchen, and took Xiao The apron scooped out a few bowls of noodles and began to work seriously.

Jiang Wu doesn't come into the kitchen very often, one is because he doesn't have time, and the other is because he really doesn't know how to do anything, except that he cooks noodles in clear soup. So far, Shen Mu hasn't tasted the second dish made by Jiang Wu. thing.

Is it too vegetarian to eat a bowl of noodles for Chinese New Year?

Shen Mu leaned closer to the person while thinking, "Is this for noodles?"

Jiang Wu focused on the dough in front of her and kneaded vigorously, "No."

This is so strange, it turns out that Jiang Wu has new skills that he doesn't know about?

"What is that for?"

Jiang Wu turned her head and smiled, a little proudly, "Dumplings."

Shen Mu's beautiful eyes widened, "Dumplings?! Are you going to make them?"

Jiang Wu nodded, "Yes."

Shen Mu was dubious.

But standing aside and watching for a while, Shen Mu's heart sank back into his stomach.

Don't look at Jiang Wu's appearance that her fingers don't touch the spring water on weekdays, and she seems to have no interest in cooking, but at the moment, she is very strict in kneading dough and stuffing, with a good look, of course, stuffing still uses tools It's twisted, Jiang Wu's knife skills... still need to be improved, but even so, it is enough to surprise Shen Mu, she really didn't expect Jiang Wu to be able to do these things by himself.

"Can you make dumplings?" Jiang Wu asked.

It can be regarded as asking, Shen Mu can do everything, but she has no talent for Huaguo's traditional pasta.

Seeing her hesitation, Jiang Wu lightly tapped the tip of her nose with his flour-stained hand, "It doesn't matter if you don't, I'll teach you."

He still looked serious in front, but when he saw Shen Mubai's nose, Jiang Wu was overjoyed.

Just kidding, who was Shen Mu afraid of?

She leaned over directly and rubbed the tip of her nose against Jiang Wu's cheek, Jiang Wu also got a lot of flour.

Laughed, quarreled, and the face was put on hold for almost a while.

Jiang Wu took it out and kneaded it into long strips, cut it into even small pieces, rounded it and flattened it, and rolled out the dumpling skin with a small rolling pin.

Shen Mu was curious and wanted to try it, but the result of the attempt failed in the end to Mr. Jiang's inspection, and he was directly sent aside.

"This one won't work, it's too thin in the middle and it's easy to break."

Seeing Jiang Wu's serious expression, Shen Mu asked curiously, "When did you learn how to make dumplings?"

Jiang Wu paused slightly, "Grandma taught me a long time ago."

Jiang Wu once said to Shen Mu that their family was small, and they didn't pay much attention during the Chinese New Year. The only rule was that it was left by their grandmother back then, and that was to require everyone in the family to know how to make dumplings.

Jiang Wu was raised by her grandmother, and she never cared about cooking since she was a little girl. Every year, she behaved badly and didn't want to learn. In the end, it was rare for her to be taught a lesson by her always good-tempered grandmother.

Jiang Wu still remembers her grandmother saying at the time that she didn't have so much time, and she couldn't be with Jiang Wu for the rest of her life, but Jiang Wu didn't bother to learn such things that she wanted to teach the children she brought up.

Those words, thinking about it now, would make Jiang Wu a little moved, but the result was that Jiang Wu obediently obeyed, and honestly learned how to make dumplings with her grandmother.

Later, when Jiang Wu was in college, his grandmother fell ill suddenly and was admitted to the hospital. It was also winter, and when the Chinese New Year was approaching, Jiang Wu asked her if there was anything she wanted to eat, and she said that she wanted to eat dumplings for the last time.

At that time, Jiang Wu was really thankful that he had lit up this skill.

She cried the whole time making the dumplings for her grandma.