Diandian, the cute group pet has a dragon Kaka to kill

Xia Yining really couldn't stand being hugged and kissed for a long time.

Even though she had just woken up, her face showed signs of fatigue. She still didn't like being too close to people, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Mrs. He, who had been paying attention to her, immediately took her back and said righteously, "Ning'er is my daughter, I should hold her."

Feeling the familiar breath, Xia Yining leaned on her shoulder and exhaled quietly, then nestled comfortably in Grandma He's arms.

He Di's wife was speechless. She, who always doted on her younger brother and sister-in-law, rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, okay, you are the lucky one. You are the one who has a daughter."

Even He Di, the eldest brother, had a look of envy on his face. He couldn't possibly snatch the baby from his younger siblings' arms. The envy in his eyes was about to turn into reality.

Old Man He was relieved to see that Ning'er was still his little girl and was not snatched away by his elder brother and sister-in-law.

Renqing entertained him, "Stay home for dinner today. We still have several pounds of meat left. Let's make the dumplings Ning'er mentioned."

Xia Yining: “!!”

The little eyes were like searchlights, and he immediately became interested. He said in a baby voice, "Daddy is the best. He loves Ning'er the most."

Hearing this, Mrs. He got a little jealous and asked, "Only Dad is good? Mom is not good?"

The people in the room laughed at her, and Xia Yining quickly tried to please her, stretching out her little hand to help her massage her shoulders, and said in a servile manner, "Mother is good too, the best mother in the world."

The sound of laughter spread into the yard. The He Lao Da and his wife, who had just woken up from a nap, laughed along, got up quickly, and greeted the He Di couple.

"Hello, uncle and aunt~!"

He Di treated his brother's children like his own children and said kindly, "Why are you being polite? We are all family."

"Not bad, not bad. You look much stronger now. Good health is the best."

Listening to them chatting, Xia Yining couldn't help but feel anxious. In her previous life, her favorite thing was to pronounce words! !

The best ones are the ones where you make the filling, knead the dough, roll out the skin, and then make the dumplings yourself.

Dip it in oil, vinegar, chili and mashed garlic, and it's so delicious that even gods wouldn't trade it for anything. Thinking of this, I swallowed a few times.

Because she was anxious, her body squirmed several times. Since no one knows a daughter better than her mother, Mrs. He immediately called everyone into the kitchen.

At Xia Yining's repeated insistence, she used several kilograms of dough and she made sure her family had a good meal of meat dumplings.

Even the meat that could be eaten for a few days was chopped into minced meat by Dongdong.

Pour in minced ginger, green onions, carrots and cabbage, soy sauce, and salt and mix well.

What Xia Yining found regretful was that there were very few seasonings available, not even her own. In order to make the taste more fragrant, she instructed her sister-in-law to boil hot water and pour it into the dumpling filling.

It is definitely very different from the previous life, and I can only comfort myself that it is pure natural and pollution-free green vegetable filling.

Xiaotian Village is located in the south, but there is no dough there. Fortunately, He Di’s wife has been cooking for many years, and she roughly understood what Xia Yining meant after listening to his narration.

With her and Mrs. He’s efforts, it’s really possible!

The dough was kneaded so smoothly in her hands that even Xia Yining, who was not good at making noodles, was envious. You know, she had tried to knead the dough many times, but it was either too soft or too hard.

Even when I was kneading the dough for the first time and no one taught me, I added yeast to ferment it.

Yes, as you can see, the dumpling skins are made of fermented flour, so of course you can’t eat anything.

There is strength in numbers. Divide the dough into small pieces and use a thicker wooden stick to roll them into dumpling skins.

From not knowing how to make it at the beginning to gradually becoming familiar with it, it was just a matter of making a few dumpling skins.

Xia Yining was stunned and drooled with envy.

When it came to making dumplings, Mrs. He and her sister-in-law looked at the dumpling skins at a loss. They had lived for decades and had never eaten dumplings.

Mrs. He moved her fingers nervously, afraid that she would not be able to fulfill the little girl's wish, and asked, "Ning'er, how do we do this? Should we wrap the stuffing in it?"

She really thought that Mrs. He was very smart, and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "Mother is right, just wrap the fillings in the dumpling skin, and it will become dumplings."

After saying that, she took the initiative and tried to make a dumpling with her tiny paws, but her hands were too small and she couldn't make it at all.

Xu was watching from the side, and took it over, squatting on the ground and asked, "Is it right to hold it like this, press the fillings tightly, and then seal the opening with your hands?"

Xia Yining: “!”

She looked at Xu with admiration and praised her in surprise, "Yes, yes, sister-in-law is so smart. The dumplings she made are very beautiful."

Women of all ages like to be praised. Xu raised her head with some pride, her cheeks slightly flushed.

The older and younger praised each other, "Ning'er said it clearly, and my sister-in-law knew what he meant as soon as she heard it."

"The shape of these dumplings is really unique. It's the first time my sister-in-law has seen them. There's so much meat inside. They must be delicious when cooked."

Mrs. He looked at the two of them with amusement, her hands moving non-stop. Practice makes perfect. After she and her sister-in-law made a few dumplings, it seemed as if their Ren and Du meridians were opened up.

Ingot-shaped dumplings, moon-shaped dumplings, and even specially rolled out the smallest dough to make pocket-sized dumplings for Xia Yining. The small and crowded kitchen was bustling with activity.

This attracted Old Man He and others in the yard, who asked curiously, "This is the dumpling Ning Er mentioned. It looks so beautiful."

It is said that the world of men is a book of child psychology. No matter how old they are, they are full of curiosity. They wash their hands and want to try it out.

However, just like Xia Yining, their fingers were not under control and either the fillings of the dumplings came out or they were in weird shapes.

The scene was very warm. Xia Yining didn't want to upset his father and uncle, so he covered his mouth and laughed secretly. He looked like a little mouse that had eaten oil.

He laughed loudly, "Daddy is stupid, uncle is stupid too, and big brother is the stupidest."

"Mother, aunt, and sister-in-law are the most capable in the family. Just by casually explaining it, Neng Ning'er understood how to make dumplings."

As the eldest brother, He Di blushed a little, but still said stubbornly: "Huh~~~ Uncle just hasn't gotten started yet. If I make a few more, they will definitely be the most beautiful dumplings."

Men never give up. Even Old Man He shouted, "Dad is not stupid. I will learn it right away. Ning'er, just wait and see."

The women in the kitchen all laughed secretly. The three of them shook their heads together and uttered two words: "Childish~!"

As there were many people in the family, Mrs. He originally planned to invite all the children to come over for dinner. They were all young and old and had big appetites.

As the saying goes, a young boy can eat his father out of poverty, and this is not an empty saying.

Even though they have grown up, boys eat more than girls, and they would not be full if they had at least fifty or sixty of these dumplings.