I am straight!

, looks solid.

Well, these two people's dumplings can be served with mine.

Halfway through making the dumplings, the twins also came back. They were so excited to see a lot of flour, they asked for dumpling wrappers and sat down to make dumplings together...the two of them started playing with each other, throwing dough to each other ...

"You two! If you don't help me, go sit outside and watch TV obediently! Don't mess around!" I threw the two big dogs out of the kitchen by their collars.

An also wanted to go out with me but was stopped by me, glared at me, and went back to make dumplings with a cold snort.

After making the dumplings, they were covered in flour, their faces were white, and they looked very embarrassed. I could only urge them to take a bath, and after they took a bath, they went out to play with each other very wisely. Yes, only Bell stayed to help me, serving the plates and bowls.

Senior Nasser was the last to arrive, chirping and jumping. The three little birds were bouncing around on Senior Nasser's shoulders. They looked very lively, and they were probably used to getting along with humans. Not afraid of life.

The first thing I asked Bell to take out was the pot of failure, of course, the result was as I expected, the minced meat was floating in the soup, and the round dough looked very unappetizing.

Everyone wailed for a while, only Elliot ate with relish, expressing that it was a good meal by saying something wrong.

I deliberately waited until he was full before taking out the remaining pot of dumplings.

So Elliot looked at me resentfully.

It is still very interesting for everyone to sit around a table and eat dumplings, especially the appearance of some people holding chopsticks and some people holding spoons looks very inconsistent, but it is very interesting.

I have adjusted the sauce for them long ago, they eat it with relish, but I don't have much appetite, and I will be full after eating a few.

I didn't like to eat dumplings at first, but I just missed my younger brother who loves dumplings, and I also promised Elliot to eat dumplings, so I chose this kind of food.

Overall a good grade.

It is rare for the young and old to cook a meal by themselves. Knowing that food preparation is not easy, I will not waste my lunch next time.

One or two of these people are terribly picky eaters, as long as they don't suit their appetite, they will never move their chopsticks, as if letting them eat is killing them, which makes me feel that they are really hard to serve--please die up.

Although I said that I didn't know when I became their nanny, but I'm not a full-time nanny, so why should I be angry with them.

But it seems too inhumane to starve them, I can only match their tastes... But these guys have huge differences in tastes, I can't take care of everyone... So I still have to let them understand from the difficulty of food Can.

Well, after today, I can probably relax a bit.

But it's a pity that Claude couldn't participate... He still has his share of the dumplings, so Elliot sent them to his room.

As for Dead Face Xavier, sorry, I almost forgot about this guy.

I don't know what he is busy with all the time, he leaves early and returns late, and sometimes he doesn't even sleep in the dormitory, but it seems that he has obtained the permission of the dormitory administrator, so I don't bother to care about him.

... But today's dumplings are still reserved for him.

In the middle of the meal an uninvited guest came... Morris.

That perverted senior.

As soon as I entered the door, I looked at my... body with that stuffy look that seemed to be infatuated.

I could only introduce him with a dry smile, let him sit on the table, served him a bowl of dumplings, and then went to play with the three little birds and fed them.

The little birds are still very clumsy, and they have to be fed down. After feeding the little birds, I just saw Senior Nasser coming down from the dining table.

I beckoned Senior Nasser to come over and asked, "Senior, what are you going to do when the little birds grow up? Release them? Continue raising them?"

Senior Nasser thought for a while and replied, "Release."

"... Are you willing?"

Senior Nasser shook his head numbly, then nodded again.

This expression method is unclear and very vague, but I understand it inexplicably.

"You mean you are reluctant, but you can't keep them trapped, so you want to release them?"

Senior Nasser nodded, looking blankly, I really wanted to laugh.

"Well, it's really a pity to keep birds in cages all day... When they're full-fledged and able to fly, let them go."

Senior Nasser nodded and took the bird from me.

The little birds were very attached to Senior Nasser, chirping and rubbing against Senior Nasser's hands, looking very intimate.

"Senior is really reliable," I praised with a smile: "He has good motor nerves, he is gentle and kind, kind and likes small animals... He is willing to help others, although he is not good at words, he will do what he said."

Nasser lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. I think it was probably the first time he was praised so well, and he was just shy.

Thinking of this, I reached out and took out a fruit candy from the 'Raccoon Washing Candy' series with a cute wrapping paper from my pocket: "Hey, senior, come as a guest gift today."

The senior silently stretched out his hand to take it, nestled it in the palm of his hand for a while, stuffed it into his mouth, and finally said, "Thank you."

"Pfft...why are you being so polite...the next time I come back, I'll give you more candies!"

I tried my best to seduce the seniors.

So the senior's serious expression relaxed slightly, and he seemed to be hesitating.

"I will also give handmade rattan kittens to seniors!"

The senior finally nodded slowly.

After I succeeded, I turned on the TV and saw that the news agency in the college was broadcasting various games. The host was the head of the news department, Senior Sister Jasmine, whom I had met once before. She still looked so proud, and her pretty face was not smiling. , just briefly introduced the results of the game.

At present, our academy is second, ahead of the all-boys academy, and the last place is of course the all-girls academy at the bottom.

This is actually a very helpless thing. The girls are relatively weak in physical strength, not to mention they are all a group of young ladies. It is not easy to fill up the number of participants.

I was thinking about it, and then I pressed the remote control in my hand, and switched to entertainment programs to watch sitcoms.

In fact, I still prefer comedies, and I especially hate horror movies.

Having said that, senior sister Xi also said that there is a group outing for the last time this week... I think the same is true of the photography department.

I have actually told my senior sister that I have no money to buy a camera. After hearing about it, my senior sister generously gave me a camera—an old camera that she eliminated before. Of course, it is more than enough for a novice like me. , is very suitable.

The senior sister also generously provided a large box of film... This was purchased with the school's funds, so I have no pressure to use it.

Elliot also clamored to go after hearing that we were going for an outing. He had already begun to think about where would be better. The first place he chose was the suburbs, but this place was rejected by the senior, saying that there were no birds or dogs. The place that doesn't shit is desolate, and the final result is a small village surrounded by forests. Everyone can take whatever they want, and there is no limit to the content of the shooting. As long as there are photo results, it is considered a pass.

Of course I don't refute.

But to be honest, I haven't even figured out how to press the shutter or adjust the focus. I used to take pictures with digital cameras, but of course I still need a regular camera for real photography.

Ann didn't want to go for an outing at first, but after hearing that Ai Lue would go back, she immediately agreed without hesitation.

…So the relationship between Ann and Elliot is really tense.

Why can't this kid get along well with anyone...

I sighed, and felt that the programs on TV had become less funny, which was very depressing.

I changed the channel again and again, only to see that the surrounding area was already full of spectators.

"...Why are you all looking at me?"

"We just want to know more than 180 stations, which one suits your appetite..."

"None," I waved my hand. "TV is boring! Let's play poker!"

"Do you know chords?" The twins asked me curiously.

"Why not..." I boasted without guilt: "I'm a gambler!"

"..." Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the obvious expression of distrust on their faces made me very upset.

"Why? There must be no resistance during this month! The winner wants him to do what he wants! Do what he wants!"

Ai Lue's eyes burst into light instantly: "I want to play!"

An was unwilling to lag behind: "I want to too."

As he spoke, he raised his chin, showing his determination to win.

"We want to too!" The twins shouted excitedly together.

"Guess the punches yourself, whoever wins will go to the table." I got up and looked for poker: "Fight the Landlord!"

55. Kitchen

What I am more curious about is whether foreigners can fight landlords. Of course, this is my over-concern. Poker was originally brought to China by foreigners. When it comes to playing cards, they must be familiar with it.

"Then let's play... Well, everyone gets fifty points at the beginning, and the one who loses first will be considered unlucky, and he will be sent by the person who wins the most for a month. Absolutely! Yes! No complaints!"

An, who was sitting across from me, snorted coldly.

Ai Lue raised his eyebrows, did not answer, and quickly shuffled the cards in his hands.

And rock-paper-scissors overcame the law and looked over curiously: "Is it really possible to do anything?"

"...Well... don't do strange things, at least you can't let the loser have a heart or a body.