After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

"Ah... Daddy!"

Tangtang was the first to see Feng Siye, she held up two chubby hands covered in flour, and rushed into Feng Siye's arms like small cannonballs, and Feng Siye took the little girl into her arms.

"Daddy, Daddy, didn't you say you won't come today?"

Feng Siye and Jiang Li looked at each other, and seeing the undisguised surprise in Jiang Li's eyes, he raised the corners of his lips, picked up the little girl and walked into the yard, "Daddy is already at home for the Mid-Autumn Festival at noon, and I will accompany you tonight." You pass."

"Wow! That's great! This way our family is complete."

"Correct!"

Feng Siye looked at Fu Zimo and said pointedly, "This year is the first time our family celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival together, of course Daddy can't be absent."

He deliberately emphasized the word "family", obviously targeting Fu Zimo, an outsider.

Fu Zimo's tongue was pressed against his cheek, and his fist felt a little hard.

"Where's the second uncle?"

The little girl stretched her neck and looked back, Feng Siye rubbed her hair, "Second Uncle didn't come because he has something to do."

"Oh."

Feng Siye put the little girl on her small bench, then put down the gift he was carrying, and greeted Father Jiang and Mother Jiang politely.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother already knew about Jiang Li's cohabitation with him. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he can find time to come back to spend the holiday with his daughter, which is quite intentional.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother are also enthusiastic about him.

After exchanging pleasantries, Mother Jiang went back to the kitchen, and Feng Siye also went to the well killing place to wash his hands, then moved a stool out from the main room, and when he came to Fu Zimo's side, he stopped for a moment.

"Mr. Fu is here too, do you need help?"

"Okay."

Fu Zimo moved the bench, vacated the seat next to him, and stuffed him with a beer bottle, "It just so happens that I am too slow to roll the skin by myself, so please trouble Mr. Feng to roll it with me. Oh... I am also back for the festival today, I happened to meet Jiang Jiang whose tire exploded on the highway, so I came back with her."

Tire explosion?

Feng Siye's face changed slightly, and he immediately looked at Jiang Li, "The tire blew out? What's the matter, are you not injured?"

"No, the tire was punctured and a nail burst... I was taken aback. Fortunately, Xiaosheng knew that Brother Zimo was also on the highway, so he told Brother Zimo about the situation. Brother Zimo helped call the police. The highway police Help me change the tire."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was shocked at the time, but the matter was resolved later. I didn't want to worry you so I didn't tell you."

"..."

Feng Siye pursed his lips.

Fu Zimo next to him snorted softly, "Mr. Feng, let's have some snacks."

Feng Siye gave him a deep look, "Thank you."

Fu Zimo gave him a soft nail, "I helped Jiang Jiang and not you, so I don't need you to thank me."

Feng Siye countered, "Helping her is helping me."

"..."

Is this telling him that he and Jiang Jiang are a couple, a husband and wife?

Damn!

So arrogant!

It's nice to see him!

The fist is hard again, what should I do if I really want to punch someone!

Thinking about today's day and looking at the dumplings on the table, Fu Zimo endured it. He looked at Feng Siye with a smile on his face, "Don't you want to help, roll the dough."

"..."

Fu Zimo didn't like Feng Siye, and Feng Siye didn't like him either. He looked at the beer bottle in his hand, and really wanted to shoot Fu Zimo, an annoying guy, with a bottle.

But this is the Jiang family after all.

Feng Siye also endured silently.

He and Fu Zimo sat at the two ends of the chopping board. Fu Zimo skillfully rolled out the dough with a rolling pin, while Feng Siye...he looked at it for two more seconds.

Then I followed suit, took a gnocchi and flattened it with the palm of my hand, and then rolled it out with an empty beer bottle.

After two seconds.

"Ha ha!"

Fu Zimo sneered unceremoniously. He stared at the strangely shaped dumpling wrapper under the bottle of Feng Siye wine, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Feng's dumpling wrapper is really...unique."

"..."

Hearing Fu Zimo's words, everyone looked over subconsciously, and then they were all happy.

The dumpling wrapper can be rolled into a heptagonal shape.

Talent.

Father Jiang suppressed a smile to smooth things over, "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoye saw that it was the first time to roll dumpling wrappers, and it's pretty good to roll them like this."

"is it?"

Fu Zimo picked up the dumpling wrappers that Yang Yang had just rolled, "Yangyang is also rolling the wrappers for the first time."

"..."

The little guy already felt the smell of gunpowder between the two men.

He was about to say something to save Feng Siye's face, but before he could say anything, Tangtang beside him shouted happily, "Yes, yes, this is the first time for my brother to make dumplings, and it's also the first time to roll out dough. oh."

The round face seems to be mocking Feng Siye's skills.

Fu Zimo looked at Feng Siye with a smile, feeling the joy of winning a round, "Mr. Feng, keep going."

"..."

Feng Siye squeezed the beer bottle in his hand.

He swears.

He really has never seen anyone more annoying than Fu Zimo.

It's so annoying... I want to throw a beer bottle on his head.

Just when Feng Siye was enduring secretly, Jiang Li walked behind him with a smile, "Haven't you done this job before?"

Feng Siye's expression was a little unnatural, "Yes."

"I teach you?"

"it is good."

Standing behind him, Jiang Li leaned over to pick up a lump, and after squishing it, she took the beer bottle from Feng Siye, "It's very simple, just push it up and down twice, then turn the dough around, Push it up and down twice...Dangdang, a standard dumpling skin will be rolled out."

She is half bent.

Hands passed under his armpit, as if embracing him in his arms.

Jiang Jiang hugged him.

And it was in front of Fu Zimo.

Feng Siye's depression disappeared instantly, and he felt refreshed. He rolled out a round dumpling wrapper according to the order Jiang Li taught him, "Is that so?"

"That's right." Jiang Li was used to complimenting a few little fellows, and now he boasted in a childish tone without even thinking about it, "Feng Siye, you are amazing."

The corners of Feng Siye's mouth almost turned up to the sky, "Teacher Jiang taught well."

teacher?

This title is inexplicably ambiguous when used on couples. Jiang Li subconsciously looked at Jiang's father, and Jiang's father looked up at the sky, pretending not to hear.Jiang Li blushed slightly, and warned him in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Well, listen to you."

"..."

This time even the three little ones looked over, Jiang Li's face was burning hot, she let go of Feng Siye, pretending to be calm, "Hurry up and roll the dumplings, I will help my mother cook the dumplings later."

"it is good."

Jiang Li pretended to be calm and returned to Jiang Sheng's side. Just when he stood still, he saw Jiang Sheng winking at her. Jiang Li's old face became hot again, "What are you doing?"

"Sister, you and brother-in-law are so sweet."

"..."

Jiang Li quietly pinched her, "Don't talk nonsense in front of the child, hurry up and work."

"Hey, I'm still shy."

"Jiang Sheng!"

"Okay, okay, don't talk, just work."

The atmosphere is cozy.

Feng Siye was the only one who noticed that Fu Zimo's smile disappeared for some time. When he smiled, he gave off a gentle and refined look, like a handsome young man.

And this time.

When his face was expressionless, his expression was inexplicably cold and murderous.