My male god is Xueba

Cheng Yuwei took a thin and round piece of dough and put it in his hand. Xie Mo demonstrated how to put the hole on the dough and said: "The hole must be moderate, neither too much nor too little, your steamed dumpling The requirements are not too high, if I boil too much and not cover it, it will all fall apart as soon as it is cooked."

Cheng Yuwei looked at the dent in his face, and carefully pinched it a few times until it reached the "moderate" level. Xie Mo nodded in satisfaction, and continued with his hands: "Then pinch the middle of the two faces together first, Just pinch the two sides a few more times, pinch the buttons, and pinch the pleats to look nice."

After Xie Mo finished speaking, he finished pinching, and put the dumplings wrapped in his hand on one end of the cutting board. Cheng Yuwei took a look at the dumplings in his busy schedule and thought that the dumplings were really beautiful, more beautiful than any one he had ever seen before. He continued I squeezed my own skin, thinking that being able to barely close my mouth is pretty good, but I really can't pinch any creases by myself.

After tossing and tossing for a while, he couldn't make the dumpling any better. Cheng Yuwei gave up and put the dumpling under Xie Mo's, feeling that the difference between the two was too far. He still kept his chest up and his head up, and his own body lay limply on the ground, twisted and crooked.

Xie Mo smiled and said, "That's right, it's good if you can pack the bag for the first time, okay, let's continue."

He continued to roll the skins at the same speed, and soon the cutting board was full. Cheng Yuwei continued to carefully squeeze the stuffing and knead the skins for fear that the dumplings would be damaged. There were more and more soft dumplings on the cutting board. I feel that after making ten dumplings, the image of the dumplings is not much better than the first one, and of course it is completely incomparable with the one standing at the front.

Xie Mo came to wrap the dumplings with him after rolling the skin, and continued to wrap the celery after wrapping the leeks. His speed was more than five times faster than Cheng Yuwei's. Cheng Yuwei's dumplings did not rush to the fourth row Row.

In the end, there was some skin left, Xie Mo said, these can be cooked with the dumplings.

He had already set up two pots on the stove before, and now he filled them with water and lit the fire, and turned to Cheng Yuwei and said, "I will do the rest, I have worked hard for you today, go into the house and wait to eat." Bar."

Cheng Yuwei really didn't study and do one thing seriously since he was a child, and now he felt that he was sweating profusely and exhausted after finishing it. He waved his hand and said, "That's hard work for you."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to go to the living room, but Xie Mo's smiling voice sounded behind him: "Xiao Wei, do you think making dumplings is fun?"

Cheng Yuwei stopped and looked back at him: "It's fun."

Xie Mo's smile deepened: "Then how about asking you to make dumplings for our family from now on?"

"..." Cheng Yuwei took a deep breath, "Okay."

Cheng Yuwei used to eat dumplings mostly at his friends’ house. His parents were busy with work and didn’t have time to take care of them, so they made some dumplings to fool them. At that time, he didn’t care much about eating them directly, so he never knew that dumplings were so attractive. , can let him be directly refreshed when he is drowsy.

Grandma Xie didn't chat with him when she saw that he was working too hard and let him rest on the sofa. At this moment, she patted his arm and said, "Xiao Wei wake up, it's time to eat dumplings."

Cheng Yu's only carp stood straight on the ground, only then did he see that Xie Mo had brought out two large plates of dumplings and put them on the dining table. He rushed over and sat down like an arrow, and found that he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back up.

Xie Mo took the bowls and chopsticks, soy sauce and vinegar, and handed a pair to Cheng Yuwei: "Try it, this one is steamed and this one is boiled, add soy sauce and vinegar by yourself." After speaking, he went to help grandma.

Cheng Yuwei poured a little vinegar and soy sauce into the bowls, picked up a steamed dumpling, dipped it, took a bite, and immediately shouted, "I'm going to eat this dumpling...it's so delicious!"

Grandma sat down beside him, and put a few more dumplings into his bowl: "Eat more if it tastes good."

Xie Mo didn't sit down, but stood beside grandma and said, "Yes, eat more. Xiaowei, are we still drinking today? Or four more bottles?"

"This kid," grandma patted him on the arm, "drink less."

Cheng Yuwei didn't answer right away. He still remembered that he was carried back by the person in front of him when he was drunk the day before yesterday, which made him feel that his drinking capacity was short.

"Then drink it." Cheng Yuwei glanced at Xie Mo and said.

However, Cheng Yuwei didn't even drink half a bottle of wine that night, because he didn't have the time to eat dumplings. Xie Mo drank two bottles leisurely by himself, and Cheng Yuwei didn't drink with him until he couldn't eat any more. Had a glass.

After the meal, grandma went back to the bedroom to rest, and Cheng Yuwei did not leave in a hurry, and helped Xie Mo clean up the dining table. The latter said with emotion that it was rare that there were no dumplings left this time, and they ate them all.

Cheng Yuwei blinked and said belatedly, "Did I eat too much?"

Naturally, he didn't have time to count when he was eating dumplings, but now that he thinks about it, there must be more than twenty, no wonder his stomach is so full that he can't even walk.

Xie Mo smiled: "That's not true, as long as you finish eating." He put all the tableware in a basin, connected it with water, and poured some dish soap.

Cheng Yuwei watched him skillfully start washing dishes with a steel wool ball, and couldn't help saying, "I found you are quite capable. You can cook vegetables, make dumplings, and wash dishes."

Xie Mo looked back at him: "If you were me, you could do it too. I can't let my grandma do all of this."

Cheng Yu only thought so, and said, "Then how about I help you?"

"No need, just rest, Eldest Young Master." Xie Mo continued his movements.

He washed the dishes as fast as making dumplings, and he finished washing them all in a short while. He took the cloth towel and wiped his hands and asked Cheng Yuwei, "Do you want to go back to the dormitory now or wait a while?"

"Wait for a while," Cheng Yuwei said, "By the way, Xiaomo, do you still have the code from your previous project? Can you show me?"

Xie Mo blinked: "Why are you interested in this? Theoretically speaking, our code should be kept secret, and we can only see it unless we pay for it."

"..." Cheng Yuwei felt that he couldn't have a good conversation with this person, "I just want to see what the code you wrote should look like, or you can ask you to practice."

Xie Mo thought for a while: "Okay."

Since Cheng Yuwei heard him say that his code is so good that he can work in the company, he has been very interested in finding some related books to read, although he basically doesn't understand much.Xie Mo took him to his bedroom, turned on the computer and adjusted a program to him: "Let's have a look."

Cheng Yuwei glanced at it and wanted to close it. Pulling it down can pull out dozens of lines, and it is densely packed with English words that he can't understand.

"You typed this all yourself?" Cheng Yuwei was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise, you can go to the Internet to copy one? In fact, writing code is not as difficult as you imagined, but you didn't learn this, so I won't go into details with you." Xie Mo said.

When Cheng Yuwei returned to the dormitory, Lin Ran hadn't come back yet. Sitting on the chair, he still felt uncomfortable in his stomach, so he simply stood up and moved around again.

The room was very quiet, which made him a little lonely, but he missed the time spent at Xie Mo's house.

After a while, his mother called and asked him when he would be home tomorrow. He thought about it and said it should be around 09:30.

Mom: "Okay, Mom is waiting for you at home, Mom misses you!"

Cheng Yuwei would go home every weekend. In fact, he had more than one class on Saturdays, but he was always ignored. His parents would also stay home from work to accompany him. However, this time he returned home. Before I got home, I rushed up to the third floor to the study before my mother had a chance to hug and kiss him. At this time, my father was working here.

"Dad, I have something to ask you!" Cheng Yuwei slammed on the door twice, then opened the door and entered.

"Yo, what's the matter?" Dad asked with a smile, although he was very surprised that he came to find him when he came home.

"I'm going to work in your company now, is that okay?" Cheng Yuwei took Dad's teacup and sat on the sofa to drink it.

"Hey, the sun is shining, why do you think you want to work?" Dad said as he walked over and sat next to him, "Then let you come to Dad's side as a secretary and give you 1 yuan a month? "

Cheng Yuwei put down his glass and said, "I don't want you to arrange for me, I mean I'm going to your company to apply for a job formally, will any department want me?"

"That's very difficult." Dad looked at him with some embarrassment, "We require even ordinary employees to have a college degree, and better positions are all master's degrees. You must not have graduated yet. "

"Hey," Cheng Yuwei suddenly felt very unconvinced, "Can't there be an exception? I mean, if a person who has just entered college but is very capable can't be hired early?"

"You mean the kind of person who already has the ability of graduates before graduation?"

"That's right," Cheng Yuwei said, "You see, I'm just a classmate. He's only a freshman. He's hired because he wrote a program for a company. He's studying software engineering."

Dad nodded: "Actually, our company assumes that a person who has graduated must have learned more than a person who is still in school. Of course, there are also capable people like you mentioned. Generally, we negotiate with them in advance. Those who graduate and enter the company directly, some of these students still need to continue their studies, some prefer to learn more and are reluctant to come out to work too early. Hey Xiaowei, who is your classmate? Can you introduce him? Come to be my dad's assistant or something, I will give him double salary, and I may train him to be a deputy general manager in the future."

"I'll go," Cheng Yuwei was so angry that even his father praised that kid so much, he stared at his father and said, "I'm going to study hard now, and one day I'll let you come and invite me Your company, and then I told you that I was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination for the Ph.D., and you were so angry that you scratched your hair white, hum."

Dad likes to scratch his hair no matter when he is angry or anxious. He always says that his hair turns white because of his scratching.Dad smiled and squeezed Cheng Yuwei's face: "Okay, if there is such a day when Dad sends you abroad to continue studying, until you learn that you don't want to study. But you have never studied hard, why don't you find that classmate of yours?" with you?"

"I'm not looking for anyone!" Cheng Yuwei got up and walked out after finishing speaking.

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