Be salted fish in paranoid literature

When Xu Ruchi was finally taken down by Qin Sheng, he always felt that he was a poisonous red mushroom.

weird...

"Xiao Xu, come and have a look, what kind of stuffing do you like to eat?" Mama Zhang asked with a smile when she saw that the man had finally come down.

Xu Ruchi was still pulling his clothes with his head down, but when he heard Mama Zhang calling him, he looked up.

Oh oh oh, I'm really making dumplings!

Leaving aside the hands of the people around me, I ran over...

Qin Sheng: "..."

"Do you want me to help?" Xu Ruchi rolled up his sleeves, planning to roll the skin.

He used to do this task a lot when he was a child, and now looking at the chubby little dumpling, he still wants to play his part.

"This dress is so nice, bright and majestic, so festive!" She looked over lovingly.

I saw it just now, oh, how beautiful it is, why do young people wear black and dull things all the time?

Xiao Xu is only too old, so he should wear some bright colors.

"Could it be too popular..." Xu Ruchi looked down at his shirt, and fell into self-doubt again.

The midday sun outside shone through the window at this time, making the standing people look even redder and whiter, as if a filter had been applied.

"Go get something to eat." Qin Sheng happened to walk over and took his beautiful child away.

It was too late yesterday, so I didn't call someone today because I wanted to let him sleep more...

Now that I'm up, I still have to feed someone something.

"It's time now, so... what's going to happen?" Xu Ruchi asked vaguely as he gnawed on a warm bun in the kitchen.

It's true that I was a little hungry when I first woke up, but why not just wait until lunch?

That's not easy.

"We'll have lunch later." He could clearly hear what the person wanted to say.

Xu Ruchi's cheeks were bulging, and he felt quite happy. Today's weather is also good. Although he slept through the morning, it just caught up with the sunshine.

It's warm, no loss at all!

"That's a good time." Zhang's mother processed his small bread, and put ham, fried eggs and meat floss in it, which vaguely gave Xu Ruchi the illusion of eating snacks outside.

Happily turning around.

"Ding—" The microwave oven rang.

Qin Sheng took out the warm milk from inside, and as soon as he turned around, he found that he had already retreated.

"That's too dry, come here." He beckoned.

Xu Ruchi protested vaguely while swallowing the last sip: "Wo can... drink... Kuole."

"There is no Coke at home." Explain the facts lightly.

In the end, Qin Sheng watched the person drink half a glass of milk, even though he was watched with resentment all the time.

"If you don't want to drink, then don't drink!" Wiping his mouth, he took a few steps back, to prevent being dragged back by the collar.

Xu Ruchi really didn't know what drinking milk would do to him...

He has been crushed into such a ghostly shape, is it possible that he can grow again?

A chuckle...

"You laugh at me again!!"

On the table--

Because it was the first time to make dumplings this year, and I didn't have any preparations, so I just made them on the dining table, and the arrangement was very thoughtful.

There are all kinds of fillings, Zhang Ma has not felt this kind of festival temperature for many years...

I can't help but feel a little bit emotional.

Finally, finally made it through...

"Can I use the skin I rolled?" Xu Ruchi looked at Zhang Ma's dumpling that looked fat and pasted, and seriously doubted whether his dumpling skin, which was sometimes big and sometimes small, could be used.

"Yes, yes, of course it can be made..." With a few simple kneading movements with nimble fingers, a beautiful dumpling is ready.

And also made different styles, some are ordinary dumplings, some are dumplings with lace, and some are dumplings that look like ingots.

Each one sits in a row and looks very cute.

Qin Sheng was afraid that someone would get flour on him, so he asked Uncle Xu to get an apron, although he refused very much at first.

but……

"It's so beautiful, surround it, surround it!" Zhang Ma looked at it with a smile.

In the end, the person had no choice but to put on the apron reluctantly, and gave Qin Sheng a fierce look.

Xu Ruzhi's job of rolling the dumplings is based on how many dumplings Zhang Ma gave him. After completing the task, he will sit on the chair obediently and watch Zhang Ma make dumplings.

Hey, there are a lot of fillings.

Pork, beef, and leek eggs...

Everything!

"Mother Zhang, why don't we put in a coin? Those who get it will be blessed..." He suggested in a warm voice.

He's had coins wrapped in them since he was a kid!

"No." A calm voice came from the side.

Xu Ru pouted unhappily, looked at the people beside him, and asked sullenly, "Why..."

"There are bacteria on the coins, don't eat them."

"This--"

It seems to make sense.

He turned his head back listlessly, and continued to watch Mama Zhang knead the dough, okay, it's boring.

"Hey, why don't you make brown sugar dumplings for our little Xu, that counts..." Mama Zhang asked tentatively, seeing that he was not very happy.

His eyes lit up immediately.

"Okay, okay, sugar dumplings!" I got up again.

Qin Sheng seldom felt that he couldn't get in the conversation, so he slightly pursed his lower lip, regretting using "making dumplings" to coax people down.

"Then I'm going to pack!" He looked very interested, and even rolled up his sleeves.

but……

"Qin Sheng, there's no sugar on the table..." He leaned forward on the edge of the table, but he couldn't find it, so he turned his gaze to someone who didn't do anything, the meaning was obvious.

Mama Zhang was a little nervous, so she said directly, "It's okay, I—"

"Can you bring it here for me?"

"I want brown sugar~" He made a sudden request, accompanied by a sweet smile.

Qin Sheng got up straight away and went to the kitchen to get it for someone else. He didn't think it was a big deal for his child to dominate him, but the problem was...

He didn't know where it was.

Looking down at the kitchen carefully, there were a bunch of bottles and cans, which were neatly arranged. He reached out to one of the bottles, but when he touched the bottle cap, he hesitated again.

Mama Zhang is still here, in case she gets it wrong...

His expression was a bit ugly.

Seeing that the person hadn't come for so long, Xu Ruchi poked out a cat's head from Qin Sheng's back, and asked suspiciously:

"What is this?"

The people around me are a little stiff...

"I don't know..." With a very sincere tone, Xu Ruchi walked to Qin Sheng's side, took it for him, twisted off the bottle cap, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Qin Sheng, it's chestnut powder!" His eyes lit up a little, and he quickly raised his hands to let the other party smell it.

His eyes moved slightly, and he bent down and took a sniff obediently.

"Isn't it super fragrant?" The corners of his mouth curved.

"Ah."

After getting an affirmative answer, Xu Ruchi put the chestnut powder back, and leaned over to find the brown sugar he wanted.

"Well... Zhang Ma told me that it was in the small cupboard..."

He tiptoed to look for it, but just as he was about to reach for the doorknob, a pair of hands opened it for him.

"At this."

There was no one with a similar color, so it was directly taken down by someone.

"Okay, let's go, let's go back." Xu Ruchi happily wanted to pull Qin Sheng back.

But instead of being pulled, he was pulled back, and his back was pressed against the opponent's chest.

"Ok?"

He looked up suspiciously.

"I want to kiss you." Said quite bluntly.

"is it okay?"

Xu Ruchi: "..."

Are you hungry again?

Give kisses kisses.

"OK!"

A crooked, but really stuffed sugar dumpling and you're done.

Xu Ruchi put it in a pile of neat troops placed by Zhang Ma, it looked very abrupt...

Uh, is it necessary to use brown sugar to make a distinction?

How does it feel like it can be seen from the outside...

"Okay, there's nothing else to do, just cook something for Xiao Xu later!" Mama Zhang is about to pack up, because there are not many people in the family, so the number of bags is enough.

Too much is useless.

"Okay, okay." He happily prepared to sit on a chair and wait for his meal, and had no intention of leaving.

Qin Sheng saw Zhang Ma leaving, so he bent down and carried the man away, although the man still looked at him with a dazed expression.

I don't seem to know why I suddenly moved...

"Didn't you want to post couplets?" I had no choice but to remind people.

Little heartless person, I have written so much for others, and now I have forgotten it.

Xu Ruchi put his arms around Qin Sheng's neck, opened his mouth slightly, and finally remembered that there was such a thing.

"Oh yes, have you written it all?"

The dumb hair on the top of the head swayed a bit, and it was paired with a red sweater, a bit like a character running out of a cartoon.

"Well, I wrote it for you."

Answer all questions, follow the way people speak.

"Okay, then let's go and post it!" With a slightly upbeat tone, he seemed really happy.

The sun outside was covered by clouds, so the house received a lot less sunlight, but...

Qin Sheng felt like he was hugging a little sun.

study--

"Look at it!" Xu Ruchi expressed his feelings in relatively simple words.

Although I knew that Qin Sheng would definitely write well, I didn't expect it to be so good-looking. The strokes are smooth and natural, and the top and bottom are coherent. It is really suitable for couplets...

"It's as good as the one written by the old man in the village when I was a child!" It was a sincere compliment.

Qin Sheng: "..."

Xu Ruchi took this pile of couplets and started posting them around the house, running up and down, but he didn't feel tired at all, Xu Bo was also helping him.

It is very efficient.

The villa was indeed in a more classical style at the beginning, but now it was posted by Xu Ruzhi...

There are exclusive small couplets on the bedroom door, on the iron gate outside the yard, and even in the bathroom.

It really has the atmosphere of the New Year.

"You're done!" Standing outside the yard, Xu Ruchi carefully observed the couplets on the gate, and felt relieved when he felt that the position was not out of the way.

"Tired?"

Xu Ruchi took the hands off his head, squinted his eyes, and felt that there was another thing to ask...

night--

"So why is there such a couplet?" He asked angrily.

The person sitting cross-legged on the bed showed those short four-character idiom couplets very puzzled.

"Isn't it normal?" Looking down at the person, she didn't feel that there was something wrong with what she wrote.

Xu Ruchi straightened up and felt that this statement was wrong, so he specially popped out a roll call to criticize!

"Hundreds of years?"

It seems that this one is not typical, so I picked it up from the pile next to it.

"Tie the knot?"

"This isn't a marriage, it's Chinese New Year. Where did you copy this from?" Xu Ruchi felt that he had missed such a beautiful calligraphy for nothing.

Doesn't Qin Sheng know what couplets should be posted for Chinese New Year?

It shouldn't be...

"What do you think is a good place for you to post this kind of post?" Muttering, still can't think of a good place for them to belong.

At this moment, a shadow came over.

"Stick it on our bedside."

"Eh, it's not—"

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This series ends~