Chapter 160 Luo Yanqing takes the initiative to approach

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Naituanzi Minghan's meaning was obvious and there was no need to apologize.

"Mom said that when we fought with brother Xiaochao, it was an egg against a stone. She said that dad punished us by occupying the wall to make us remember."

This is Xiao Mingwei's voice.

Xiao Minghan: "Dad, before you punish us in the future, you have to ask us if we have done anything wrong, okay?"

Luo Yanqing: "Okay." He nodded and touched the top of Minghan's hair.

"If dad continues to do what he did yesterday, Weiwei will really have to ignore dad!"

Crossing her arms, Xiao Mingwei's eyes widened and her cheeks puffed out like a fish spitting bubbles.

Luo Yanqing: "No way." Shaking his head lightly, Luo Yanqing watched the three little Mingrui playing in the living room while he went to the kitchen.

"I'll chop it up." Seeing Jiang Li chopping meat on the small chopping board, Luo Yanqing stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

Hearing this, Jiang Li lowered her eyes. To be more precise, her eyes fell on the man's hand.

As slender as jade and with distinct joints, even a hand model might not be able to compare with such a hand.

Without saying anything, Jiang Li let the man take the kitchen knife from her hand. At this moment, she heard the man say: "Apron."

Jiang Li was startled, then took off his apron and put it on the man.

Luo Yanqing: "My hands are busy, please help me tie it."

Jiang Li: "..."

Luo Yanqing: "...I have already apologized to the children."

Jiang Li was silent.

Luo Yanqing: "I know I'm clumsy, and I don't know you lesbians very well, but if I have something wrong, feel free to tell me."

Making dumplings at noon, around ten o'clock, Jiang Li made the noodles, selected the leeks, washed them, and cut them into small pieces.

At this time, she added salt to the leek grains and stirred them evenly to let water come out of the surface of the leek, and then poured out the water.

With his hands busy, Jiang Li always promotes silence as golden.

Luo Yanqing: "Can you see it?"

Jiang Li pursed her red lips slightly and handed the other party a large porcelain bowl for adults.

Luo Yanqing understood and put the minced meat into the bowl. Then he turned around and went to the faucet to clean the kitchen knife and chopping board.

Jiang Li continued to work on her own. She poured an appropriate amount of warm water into the meat filling, stirred it evenly, and added diced leeks and an egg into the meat filling.

Finally, add a little salt and pepper, light soy sauce, and oyster sauce and mix evenly.

After adjusting the dumpling filling, she started kneading the dough on another larger chopping board.

"I'll roll the dough."

Luo Yanqing was also extremely embarrassed, looking for something to say when he had nothing to say. Jiang Li didn't see anything strange on his face, but he felt beautiful in his heart.

Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.

Luo Yanqing was rolling out the dumpling wrappers. It didn't take long for the delicate and swollen dumplings to take shape under Jiang Li's slender fingers.

"Mom, mom, the dumplings are so white and fat!"

After cooking the dumplings, Luo Yanqing started and served them to the family. Xiao Minghan looked at the fat white dumplings in his bowl, blinked his big black eyes, and sighed cutely.

"Mom is so awesome, the dumplings she makes are so beautiful!"

Xiao Mingwei’s rainbow fart was blowing smoothly.

"It's all thanks to my father." Jiang Li said with a smile: "My father rolled out all the dumpling wrappers, and my mother was only responsible for wrapping them."

Little Minghan: "Wow! Daddy is great!" Minghan, the noodle dumpling, gave his father two thumbs up and said with a little smile: "When I grow up, I will help my mother wrap things up like my father." dumpling."

Hearing this, Jiang Li smiled with doting eyes: "Okay, mommy is waiting for our Hanhan to grow up."

"The second brother is a flatterer, huh!"

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