Bamboo horse please don't grow crooked

Mother Ye had already returned to the kitchen, rolling out the dough, and when she heard what Ye Zheng said, she poked her head out again, and said softly, "How old are you, what gift do you bring?"

"This is also his intention." Ye Zheng said something for him. Lu Yu was already active in his mind and matured earlier than his peers. He probably bought some gifts because he was embarrassed to come empty-handed.

But when he took it apart, he couldn't help shouting.

"Fuck, it's too expensive."

Such a box is exquisitely packaged, and there are also boxes of disassembled and assembled skin care products inside. They are all bird's nest donkey-hide gelatin and the like. Obviously, they are for Ye Mama's body. Presumably middle-aged women also like these things very much.

Although Ye Zheng felt that Lu Yu didn't need to do this, she felt distressed when she saw Ye's mother scolding her. She even washed her hands and picked it up to look at it. There was still a hint of joy in her eyes, and she couldn't put it down, so she knew it was still very effective. of.

Ye Zheng pulled Lu Yu over to sit on the sofa, while peeling the orange peel, and asked him if the money had evaporated, how could a junior high school student still act like an adult, so sophisticated, so smooth, and have money to buy these precious skin care products, why not? Know that the flower is on yourself.

"These are things outside of me. They feel that they owe me a lot, and they always give me a lot...but I don't need anything. I want to spend it on you." Lu Yu's frankness made Ye Zheng pat him on the head, and his tone was incongruous. Joy.

"Damn it, don't." Ye Zheng pouted awkwardly and frowned, "Isn't this equivalent to spending your family's money? I dare not accept it. When you grow up and make money Respect brother again."

Lu Yu pursed his lips, feeling that he had made Ye Zheng unhappy, and nodded gloomily. After all, they were just children, and since Ah Zheng didn't like him like this, he wouldn't do it.Ah Zheng said that he can only spend his money when he grows up, but when will he grow up.

"Open your mouth."

A small orange petal was pressed against Lu Yu's lips, and Ye Zheng pushed him to open his mouth.

Lu Yu declined, embarrassed to bother him, "I can do it myself."

"Be good." Ye Zheng didn't give up, but just wanted to feed him. Seeing his seriousness, Lu Yu couldn't help laughing, and opened his mouth slightly with dimples.

"Sweet?"

Ye Zheng asked him with a smile, but the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have a hint of malice.

At first glance, the orange peeled by Ye Zheng was still green.

A sour juice flowed out of Lu Yu's mouth, irritating the base of his tongue, almost making him frown, but he still insisted and said, "Sweet."

Ye Zheng was amused, and Lu Yu had no choice but to give up covering it up. His face was tangled up by the taste, and he shook his head and said that he didn't want to eat it. Ye Zheng would keep pestering him and teasing him, looking at the expression on his face, laughing. laughing out loud.

Ye Zheng would not be willing to miss the opportunity to see Lu Yu like this, but Lu Yu didn't know if he was really stupid or fake, knowing that Ye Zheng was teasing him, or just obediently being deceived.

As soon as Mother Ye came out, she saw Ye Zheng pressing Lu Yu to feed him. Lu Yu wanted to refuse, but opened his mouth pitifully, and immediately shouted loudly.

"What's the trouble? Are you bullying Xiaoyu? Huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to Ye Zheng's face quickly, and skillfully grabbed his ear and brought him to the door.

"If you make trouble again, get out of the house and stand in the cold for 10 minutes, do you hear me?"

"Take it easy, it hurts, it hurts." Ye Zheng yelled, Lu Yu panicked, and waved his hands repeatedly to say that he hadn't been bullied, and even if he had, he was willing.

Besides, it's so cold outside that you can stand for 10 minutes without freezing.

Mother Ye let go of her hand in embarrassment. After all, Lu Yu, a child, knew how to feel sorry for Ye Zheng. If she got angry again, she would appear to be mean.

"Okay, okay, then stop making trouble, Ye Zheng, come here and help mother make dumplings."

Ye Zheng gave a dry laugh and walked into the kitchen sickly. Fortunately, Lu Yu followed him in.

There is a large pot of fillings on the cooking table, several stacks of tall dumpling wrappers, and a small bowl of water.

Ye Zheng picked up a dumpling wrapper and put it in the palm of his hand, familiarized it awkwardly, then scooped a spoonful of fillings and put it in the center, dipped some water on the edge with his fingertips, and then wrapped it up in style.

As soon as Mother Ye picked up the dumpling wrappers, she saw Ye Zheng wrapping them skillfully. She couldn't help being surprised, "Eh? Ye Zheng, how did you know how to make them? I just wanted to teach you."

Ye Zheng froze for a moment, remembering that this skill was just learned this winter in his previous life, so it stands to reason that his body still doesn't know how to make dumplings, but he reacted quickly, rolled his eyes, and immediately spoke triumphantly.

"I just imitate your appearance and mess around. How about it, it's very powerful, maybe I have a talent in this area, haha."

"Go, go, smelly." Mama Ye glanced at him with a smile.

Ye Zheng shrugged, and said to Lu Yu who was staring at him, as if he was interested in his making dumplings, "Can you make dumplings?"

"How can Xiao Yu make dumplings at such a young age? Sit in the living room and watch TV, eat some snacks and wait until you eat. Don't try to be lazy." She responded quickly.

Lu Yu shook his head, "I think the kitchen is very interesting, I don't want to watch TV."

"Well, you can play with this piece of dough."

Mother Ye pulled a piece of dough out of the kneaded dough and gave it to Lu Yu, as if sending off a child. She only thought about where the little guests could help them make dumplings.

Lu Yu took the dough, kneaded it, and poked it again. He seemed to find the softness very interesting, and Ye Zheng smiled knowingly.

But this behavior of playing with dough was too naive, just like kindergarten children playing with plasticine. Lu Yu was worried that Ye Zheng would make fun of him, so he didn't want to play any more. Instead, he picked up the dumpling skin and was eager to try.

Ye Zheng felt that Lu Yu was not too young, he was still a junior high school student, and playing with dough was indeed an insult to his IQ, so he patiently taught him the steps.

Lu Yu was really dexterous, he treated the dumplings in his hands as seriously as if he was doing an experiment in class, and he put them in the palm of his hand to look at them carefully after making them.

Ye Zheng nodded in satisfaction. He remembered that when he made dumplings for the first time, he was scolded by his mother because they were so ugly that the skin and stuffing were mixed together. Get started, and it still looks good.

"Yes, you are talented."

After Ye Zheng praised him, she tapped his nose with flour-stained hands, rubbed his face again, making his face covered with flour, Lu Yu smiled helplessly, as if he didn't know how funny he looked, Blinking her innocent eyes made Ye Zheng feel ashamed to bully him unilaterally again.

Mama Ye also praised him a lot, but her boasting changed.

"Look at Xiao Yu, who is two years younger than you, with good grades and dexterity."

Lu Yu smiled modestly, lowered his head and continued making dumplings. Ye Zheng saw a hint of virtuousness, and his ears automatically filtered out his mother's words, and told him, "Actually, you can put coins in the dumplings."

"I've seen it before. It means luck?"

"Yeah, I have it here, and it's cleaned, so you can pack it in."

Lu Yu nodded, twisted up the coin, put it solemnly in the center, and carefully sealed the edge of the dumpling wrapper.At the same time, he asked curiously, "Then if I put many dumplings into coins, will I be able to eat a lot of luck?"

Ye Zheng chuckled, "You can think so, but it's because you only put one in, and when you can eat it, it means real luck. Lucky itself is not a coin."

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There are still a few chapters left to grow up, I feel like they are together every day, a little tired, I want them to separate [No] Think about it carefully, the separation is for better encounters [Contemplation] See if you like it