return to the garden

"I like everything..." Liao Qing frowned. How can a person not have something he likes?

"That's right, I'm not picky about my food." Zhang Xiaoli nodded, "Everything Nanny Song cooks is delicious."

"I didn't ask Nanny Song to make it. I asked if you have anything you particularly like to eat." Liao Qing rubbed the child's furry head.

"Ah?" Zhang Xiaoli frowned and thought for a while, "I..."

"I like to eat..." Zhang Xiaoli paused, "I like to eat meat!"

Liao Qing chuckled, "Do you have any vegetables you like?"

"Vegetables?" Zhang Xiaoli raised his eyebrows, expressing his doubts.

"You like vegetarian dishes, too?" Liao Qing explained.

"Hmm..." Zhang Xiaoli thought hard, "Chives are delicious..." The child said, watching the expression on Liao Qing's face.

"Chives...meat..." Liao Qing thought for a while, what can be done by combining the two things together?

Hmm—dumplings?

"Xiao Li, do you like dumplings?" Liao Qing remembered that dumplings stuffed with leeks and pork are quite delicious.

"It's pretty good." Zhang Xiaoli didn't know what Liao Qing asked.

"Then, let's not eat the meal made by Nanny Song at noon, shall we make dumplings together?"

"Make dumplings?" Zhang Xiaoli repeated, "Brother Liao, do you want to eat dumplings? I'll make dumplings for Brother Liao, as long as Brother Liao doesn't do anything!"

"No." Liao Qing waved his hand, "I did it, just watch and eat together."

Liao Qing remembered that when he was an ordinary child in his first life, he made dumplings at home and ate them together. He was very happy and happy.

"How can it be?" Seeing that Liao Qing was going to go down and talk to Nanny Song before Zhang Xiaoli left, Zhang Xiaoli hurriedly prepared to drag Liao Qing.

"Ah——" Zhang Xiaoli stepped into the air, but fortunately Liao Qing picked it up and hugged the child.

"Look at your feet, be careful not to hurt yourself." Liao Qing just felt that the stairs of the jade belt were a bit steep, and planned to find someone to expand them in the next two days, so that those who went up and down had to be careful.

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaoli blushed, was helped up by Liao Qing, and concentrated on looking at her feet.

"Brother Liao, why don't we let Nanny Song take care of it for us." Zhang Xiaoli tugged at one of Liao Qing's sleeves, "How could Brother Liao..."

"Why not?" Liao Qing raised his eyebrows, "Just give us two something to eat!"

"But..." Didn't it mean that the gentleman stays away from the kitchen?

"It's okay, you can cook for me, and I can cook for you too..." Liao Qing rubbed the child's head.

"..." Zhang Xiaoli looked at Liao Qing's eyes and was speechless.

"En." Nodding slightly, Zhang Xiaoli's drooping brows and eyes were full of smiles.

#That's the case, he will be yours...# Zhang Xiaoli suddenly heard such a sentence from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Xiaoli was taken aback, but at the same time felt that the voice of this sentence was very familiar, as if it was his own voice speaking in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoli frowned, unwilling to think too much, but today, twice, he couldn't tolerate him not thinking too much.

"Brother Liao..." Zhang Xiaoli stopped talking halfway.

"What's wrong?" Liao Qing raised his head and looked into Zhang Xiaoli's eyes.

Zhang Xiaoli couldn't continue speaking.

"It's okay, I'm just..." Zhang Xiaoli's eyes were watery, "I just want to call you—"

Liao Qing also smiled, leaned over and kissed the child lightly, "Xiao Li."

"Ok?"

"Just call our family Xiaoli~" Liao Qing's voice curled up, hiding an unknown amount of tenderness.

Zhang Xiaoli was stunned by Liao Qing's voice, his heart was sweet and soft, and his smile was continuous, he went to hold Liao Qing's hand.

"Change to another one, don't move this injured hand, don't hurt it again." Liao Qing switched sides and went to hold Zhang Xiaoli's hand again.

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoli nodded.

Maybe it's because he likes Big Brother Liao so much, that's why he says that in his heart every day...

It should be fine...

Zhang Xiaoli smiled easily, could it be that he was possessed by a ghost?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoli suddenly felt a little more relaxed.

Brother Liao must belong to him!

It must be, and they will be married soon!

Zhang Xiaoli thought about the wedding three or four months later, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

After going to the kitchen not far from the school, Liao Qing told Nanny Song about her plan to skip Nanny Song's meal and make dumplings instead.

"Make dumplings?" Nanny Song was a little worried, "Does the young master want to eat dumplings? Otherwise, I'll make some. The young master can make whatever fillings he likes, and I'll definitely eat them at noon."

"No need, it's just for fun." Liao Qing waved his hand, "I'll do it myself."

"This..." Nanny Song blinked her eyes and thought about it, "Making dumplings is also a very troublesome job, otherwise I've finished the dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings, can I send them to you?"

Liao Qing turned to look at Zhang Xiaoli.

Zhang Xiaoli nodded vigorously, "Don't be too troublesome, Nanny Song has finished the things, and our bags are the same, otherwise I'm afraid we won't be able to eat at night."

Zhang Xiaoli also made the real dumplings, and he knew it was troublesome when he thought about it, and he didn't want Liao Qing to be more troublesome.

"That's good." Liao Qing smiled, "I want the stuffing with leek and pork, and the stuffing with leek and egg."

Nanny Song nodded, thinking, there are still pork and eggs in the village, but leeks, they have to go to the village to buy them.

Liao Qing pulled Zhang Xiaoli back, just in time to see Zhang Xiaolin coming out of the school dormitory.

"Brother?" Zhang Xiaolin took a small cannonball, worried about his brother's burns, "Brother, are you still in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt." After talking nonsense, Zhang Xiaoli rolled his eyes, "Did you study hard?"

"En!" Zhang Xiaolin nodded vigorously.

Lin Qiu happened to be there, so he praised Zhang Xiaolin a few words, "Xiaolin has a good memory, also has aura, is smart, and is malleable!"

Liao Qing smiled and patted the little leopard on the head.

"Mr. Lin taught well." Zhang Xiaoli smiled subtly, "Mr. Lin is so troublesome!"

"Nothing." Lin Qiu waved his hand, he is not the kind of person who waits for money to do nothing, "This is what Lin should do."

"Thank you, Brother Lin, let's drink tea and write together some other day." Liao Qing thanked everyone with the best method.

Sure enough, Lin Qiu's eyes lit up, "How about five days later?"

Liao Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Lin Qiu didn't see Liao Qing's helplessness, and happily took the two students to collect poems.

He is also a more romantic person...

"Poems should be written with feelings. First of all, we must have feelings. Let's go and have a look first. When you come back, you can write a poem and I'll take a look." Lin Qiu waved his hand and led the two students to look around, looking for inspiration.

Liao Qing laughed, and took Zhang Xiaoli back to the main courtyard.

……

After half an hour, Nanny Song brought out the dumpling wrappers and stuffing.

"Okay, thank you, Nanny Song." Liao Qing waved his hand, quite happy.

At the beginning, he was doing missions in various worlds, which was fine. He had various identities, but later on, he was basically the domineering president Wang Sungui. Come to stretch out your hands, open your mouth to eat, and do something by yourself, but then you can't do it in panic. Liao Qing really can't help it.

However, making dumplings, Liao Qing felt that it was very simple.

So that he can learn now...

Spread out the dumpling wrapper, put the stuffing in it, and pinch the edges again. The dumpling in the shape of a moon and a half will be OK, soeasy.

In view of Liao Qing's artistic talent, each dumpling looks like a work of art after Nanny Song, a kitchen veteran, and Liao Qing, who is learning and selling but full of artistic sense.

"Brother Liao's bags look good." Zhang Xiaoli's rainbow fart.

Liao Qing smiled, with a look of youthful pride in his eyes, "Yeah."

"Let me pack some too..." Zhang Xiaoli wanted to do it when he saw Liao Qing doing it.

#Liao Big Brother Will Eat The Dumplings I Made...#

Zhang Xiaoli's heart shuddered.

Shaking his head again.

It's alright, it's alright...

Maybe I didn't sleep well...

Zhang Xiaoli was a little flustered, but nothing changed on his face, he just watched Liao Qing making dumplings happily.

Zhang Xiaoli suddenly felt a little scary.

……

Liao Qing made the dumplings, there were sixty in total.

"Do you like steamed dumplings?" Liao Qing squeezed Zhang Xiaoli's face with his flour-soaked hands.

Sure enough, three white flour marks were left on the face, which looked like a cat's whiskers.

Liao Qing couldn't help pinching a symmetrical one on the other side...

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoli had been immersed in her own world just now, "I like it."

"Then steam ten of one kind." Liao Qing raised his eyebrows, seeing Zhang Xiaoli's face with cat whiskers.

"One little cat~" Liao Qing patted Zhang Xiaoli's eyebrows.

"Brother Liao~" Zhang Xiaoli pouted, not knowing that Liao Qing had smeared flour on her face.

"Cute~" Liao Qing continued.

Zhang Xiaoli didn't want to blow his hair, and followed Liao Qing softly and sweetly, watching Liao Qing boil the dumplings.

"The small kitchen is so convenient—" Zhang Xiaoli looked at the clean small kitchen.

The stove burns charcoal, the smell is not heavy, and it is very convenient. There is also a firewood-burning pot, which looks neat and pretty good.

"Steam comes out, steam for a while, and the dumplings will be finished." Zhang Xiaoli reminded Liao Qing.

Liao Qing couldn't remember how long it would take to steam, and kept watching the situation in the pot with his aura, and was embarrassed when he heard Zhang Xiaoli's words.

"Okay." Liao Qing nodded.

The steamed dumpling grate was brought out, Liao Qing turned the dumpling over, it would be difficult to turn over if it was a little colder.

"Put the dumplings close to the side, don't just throw them in, what should I do if the hot water splashes on my body?" Zhang Xiaoli found it funny when he saw Liao Qing's posture of setting down the dumplings.

"Okay, okay." Liao Qing waved his hand without turning his head, "I'm coming, don't move, don't move."

Zhang Xiaoli smiled in his heart and stood a little further away.

After finishing the dumplings, Zhang Xiaoli instructed Liao Qing to stir the dumplings with a spoon so that they wouldn't stick together.

Liao Qing did as he did, and he let out a sigh of relief when he put down the lid of the pot.

Zhang Xiaoli suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart#Look, a rich flower you raised, he belongs to you...#

Zhang Xiaoli shook his head calmly, as if he didn't hear it, and still smiled sweetly.

"Smells so good~" Liao Qing kissed Zhang Xiaoli.

"En." Zhang Xiaoli was obedient, smiling happily.

Brother Liao's dumplings must be delicious!

Zhang Xiaoli didn't expect much.

Finally, Liao Qing took out the turned steamed dumplings on a plate, and asked Zhang Xiaoli to go out and sit down first, and then took out bowls to fill the dumplings for the two of them.

"Is it delicious?" Liao Qing watched as Zhang Xiaoli ate one.

"It's delicious." Zhang Xiaoli spoke highly of it.

To tell the truth, the stuffing and skin are made by Nanny Song, and it is very simple to wrap it out, and it is also quite delicious.

Liao Qing nodded and tasted the fruits of his labor.

The good-looking dumplings are also delicious, Liao Qing gave himself a high evaluation in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoli looked at the past through the steaming heat, and for some reason, the words in his heart still lingered.

#You raise a rich and noble flower, he belongs to you...#

Zhang Xiaoli even wondered if he was crazy, thinking of something unreasonable.

He and Brother Liao had only known each other for half a year, so why did they say, "A flower of wealth and wealth in the world that you raised"...

Zhang Xiaoli ate slowly when he had something on his mind. Seeing that Liao Qing was eating happily, his heart was full of satisfaction and happiness.

"Brother Liao, I always dream about you—" Zhang Xiaoli recalled some similar dreams that had been forgotten.

"Huh?" Liao Qing raised his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoli, "What is it?"

"Yes……"

Zhang Xiaoli thought about it.

"I dreamed..." Brother Liao was a general at one time, a prince at another time, an emperor at another time, and dressed in strange clothes at another time, and was called "President"...

Zhang Xiaoli looked at Liao Qing, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't have said it...

"I dreamed that big brother Liao was wearing red clothes, he looked so good..." Zhang Xiaoli changed his words when he came to his lips.

"Huh?" Liao Qing frowned, and then let go, "Then...when we get married, you can take the opportunity to see enough~"

Zhang Xiaoli returned a cute smile.

Liao Qing lowered his head, bit his lower lip, feeling flustered.

No, it must be his own illusion.

Liao Qing looked up at Zhang Xiaoli with gentle eyes.

The little daughter-in-law I found with great difficulty cannot be lost just because I am suspicious every day.

Seeing Liao Qing's gentle eyes, Zhang Xiaoli heaved a sigh of relief.

……

Early the next morning, Liao Qing got up, went to the next door and asked Zhang Xiaoli to go to the county town to deliver the safety button.

Zhang Xiaoli happened to have already tidied up, and put on the sapphire hairpin that Liao Qing had carved for him, and when he saw Liao Qing coming over, he smiled obediently.

Liao Qing raised his hand, wanting to touch their little daughter-in-law's hair.

"I'm neatly arranged, brother Liao is not allowed to touch~" The child's voice was soft, and he squeezed Liao Qing's hand, otherwise Liao Qing would lose his hair if he touched him.

There's no way, Liao Qing's habit is to touch people's heads, if Zhang Xiaoli doesn't stop, I'm afraid Zhang Xiaoli's neatly coiled hair will be blown out by Liao Qing's touching before half morning.

Hmph, I won't be touched, today.