Old time light and shadow

In the afternoon, He Sinian picked up a few small firecrackers to play with, hearing the crackling sound, He Sinian grinned to his ears, no different from the group of kids on the street.

If Gu Qingjiu hadn't stopped him, he would have ordered all those firecrackers.

"Save some for the night."

He Sinian nodded, looked up at Fu Qiao, "Big-eyed Qiao, can you make dumplings?"

Fu Qiao trembled, "There's nothing I can't do."

He Sinian turned to look at Gu Qingjiu, "Brother Qing! Let's make dumplings."

"Where are the dumplings made by Aunt Zhang?"

He Sinian curled his lips, "It was wrapped yesterday, it's not fresh."

Gu Qingjiu obeyed his wish and asked Fu Qiao to make dumplings.

Fu Qiao rolled up his sleeves and carried the flour to the living room, which was more spacious.

He Sinian looked at Fu Qiao wearing an apron and kneading noodles,

"Qiao Dayan, why do you know how to do this woman's work?"

Fu Qiao grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on He Sinian, "If you talk nonsense, there will be no more dumplings for you."

Sprinkle the flour on He Sinian's face and dab it casually

"Don't waste it. This amount of flour is enough to make a few dumplings."

"Look at your pattern! If it's my flour, you're sure I'll sprinkle it with me!"

He Si shook his legs indifferently,

"You brought a few bags of flour! I've been eating and drinking here, but I haven't brought anything!"

"Can you still call it eating and drinking if you bring something!"

He Sinian made a cut and grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

"That's all you can say!"

Fu Qiao raised his eyebrows in embarrassment, and kneaded his face humming a little tune.

After rubbing it for a while, I felt something was wrong, then I glanced at He Sinian who was eating snacks, and then at Gu Qingjiu who was playing with the tea set.

A handful of flour was thrown straight at the two people's faces, "I didn't ask you to work, I really thought of myself as an uncle!"

He Sinian didn't react, and even sucked some flour into his nose.

Gu Qingjiu's brewed tea was also sprinkled with flour.

"Come here and help!"

He Sinian walked over slowly, grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on Fu Qiao's face.

"I told you not to waste it!"

Fu Qiao was about to fight back, but Gu Qingjiu grabbed his wrist,

Seeing He Sinian's voice sank, "I don't want to eat dumplings tonight, do I?"

He Sinian shrank his head and had no choice but to give up.

Unexpectedly, another handful of flour was thrown on the face.He Sinian looked up in surprise, Gu Qingjiu had a faint smile on his face, with flour still on his hands.

"oppressive rule!"

Not to be outdone, He Sinian grabbed the flour and fought back.

The battle of flour among the three officially started, and the smell of flour floated all over the room for a while...

He Sinian giggled, and slumped down on the sofa all of a sudden, his face was white, his body was white, and even his hair was a teenager's white.

Gu Qingjiu and Fu Qiao were not much better either, their bodies were covered in flour, and they could be shaken off with a light shake.Fu Qiao still had his signature smirk, and Gu Qingjiu still had no expression on his face, but his aura was different.

He Sinian took a break for a while, and suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

"Brother Qing, our dumplings tonight..."

The eyes of the three people were focused on the flour sack, leaving only a thin layer...

Fu Qiao Shrugged

"I kneaded some noodles just now, and with some extra, we can eat a big dumpling each..."

The three of them cleaned it up, one of them was fine, eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year was just a custom.

After kneading the dough, Fu Qiao rolled out the skin, "Wrap your own!"

He Sinian looked at the dumpling skin that was worth three skins,

"Oh, but I can't pack something to win the lottery."

Fu Qiao glanced at him, "It's good to have something to eat, and pick and choose!"

He Sinian was making dumplings with his head depressed, filling the big skin with all his strength,

"We won't be able to hold this dumpling in a bowl later."

Fu Qiao chuckled, "Use a big bowl!"

After working for a while, the dumplings made by the three big men are also very domineering.They are big and have a lot of weight, especially He Sinian, who poured so much energy into the dumplings that he almost couldn't cover the mouth of the dumplings.

He Sinian asked again tentatively, "Can it be cooked?"

"Just cook more."

Talking about going into the kitchen to make other dishes.

In the evening, we started eating after setting off firecrackers as usual.

A table of sumptuous dishes is not as delicious as Aunt Zhang's cooking, but for a high-ranking and powerful person like Fu Qiao, asking him to cook such a table of dishes was something He Sinian never would have imagined before.

Putting a piece of duck meat into his mouth, he sighed,

"Knowing everything, Qiao Dayan'er is so damn good."

Then I heard a roar from the kitchen,

"Come here and serve the dumplings yourself! Sitting there, you really treat yourself like a master!"

He Sinian went and brought out both his own and Gu Qingjiu's.

Looking at the skin and stuffing in his bowl, he wailed

"Where are these dumplings!"