New Years Eve in Pokémon World

Dr. Odamaki cleared his throat, tried to regain his previous calm appearance, and then quietly stuffed the silkworm chrysalis into the box again.

When he put it away, he was too fast for the surveillance camera to see clearly what it was.

"Was that a living thing just now? I seemed to see it moving." Dr. Ohmu took out his reading glasses from the spectacle case, bent down and looked at the screen.

"What's going on with Odama? Are you putting it away now?"

"It looks like a living thing to me. I'll take a closer look when they take it out." Mikri touched his chin, "Speaking of which, these aliens are really unambiguous about eating."

"That's not necessarily true. It's possible to be more particular during the holidays."

The two people behind the surveillance secretly remembered this matter in their hearts, and then continued to observe.

In the kitchen, Songya squeezed out the water from the cucumber shreds and began to season the filling, and the proofed dough was ready.

"Would Yushu and Xiaoyao want to make dumplings together?" Matsuno poked his head out of the kitchen and asked the two children who were whispering while touching their heads.

"it is good!"

"need!"

Matsuno has lived in an orphanage for several years. Every Chinese New Year, well-wishers would come to bring warmth, and social workers would also come to make dumplings with them. So he naturally believed that making dumplings was an activity that the whole family should participate in.

There are also chopping boards and rolling pins in the kitchen, but this rolling pin is the one with handles on both sides and a roller in the middle. It may be used for making bread and pizza. This kind of rolling pin is very convenient, but it is used for rolling out dumpling wrappers. Things are a bit laborious.

He put a chopping board on the table and rolled out a few dumpling wrappers. He thought that the adults in the family would use the dumpling wrappers to make dumplings, but he didn't expect that the whole family was motionless and just stared at him.

Matsuno: "..."

Inexplicably, I feel as if I have become the protagonist in this family.

Then a terrifying suspicion flashed in his mind.

Is there anyone in this family who can make dumplings?

Although Matsuno's idea sounded a bit bizarre, he felt that he had realized the truth.

Seeing his obviously incredulous expression, the family was a bit big-headed. Mitsuko sat next to Matsuno with a very eye-catching look, rolled up her sleeves and took the rolling pin, "Leave it to me to make small things like dough."

Matsuno, who originally wanted to refuse, thought for a while but agreed. Compared with making dumplings, rolling is a physical job. Generally, men roll the dough and women make the dumplings. However, in this special case, if he doesn't make the dumplings, then The whole family has nothing to eat.

"Come on, Youshu Xiaoyao, I'll teach you how to make dumplings."

When Matsuno was in junior high school, college students would always come to show their love during the Chinese New Year and make dumplings together. The female college students taught him how to make dumplings step by step, but he was not sensible at that time. He didn't like making dumplings, and he didn't like to be dragged along. Live schoolgirl.

He prefers to follow his brother, a college student, and set off firecrackers outside the house, build snowmen, have snowball fights, and have all kinds of crazy fun.

But Yushu and Xiaoyao are different. They are both good children. When they heard that Matsuno was going to teach them how to make dumplings, they were so happy that they couldn't find the north. They immediately came to Matsuno and listened carefully.

Look, these are children from the city, these are children from rich families, but they are different.

Matsuno sighed in his heart.

As everyone knows, if he was given an opportunity to learn alien food, he would definitely listen carefully.

"First put the dumpling wrapper in the palm of your hand, then scoop out an appropriate amount of filling and put it inside..." Matsuno explained step by step, and the whole atmosphere was very relaxed.

In the monitoring room, Dr. Omu and Mikri touched their heads and looked seriously at the camera that could illuminate the dining table.

"This kind of thing called dumplings is not difficult to make, but the preparation of the ingredients is a bit more complicated." Dr. Omu silently memorized the method of making dumplings, and was going to let his eldest grandson Xiaomao taste the extraterrestrial delicacies when he went home.

"This is similar to pie, but it tastes better than pie... Do you still have instant noodles here?" Mikri turned to look at Dr. Oki who was preparing instant noodles, and couldn't help but swallow.

You know, Mikoli has never eaten such unsplendid food before, but for some reason today, under the guidance of alien delicacies, he really can't stand it without eating something.

"Yes, you have to eat it yourself."

Others were making dumplings in a harmonious atmosphere at home, but here they were watching others eating instant noodles.

Is this the difference between people?

Youshu and Xiaoyao solemnly made a dumpling. Of course, the dumpling was crooked and looked ugly, but they were still very happy.

The most important thing is that the dumplings made by their fathers, Master Qianli and Dr. Odamaki, are uglier than theirs.

Children are children after all, and it's better that Youshu is more stable. Xiaoyao lost his patience after wrapping two of them, so he took a dough ball and started playing with it like plasticine.

"Look, I made a fire-breathing dragon!"

Hearing Xiaoyao's excited shouting, Yushu was startled, fearing that the fact that Pokémon existed would be exposed. However, after Matsuno came over and looked at Xiaoyao's "work", he just nodded and praised, and said There is no other special performance.

Youshu also looked at the dough in Xiaoyao's hand and finally understood.

Good guy, if Xiaoyao hadn't said it was a fire-breathing dragon, he wouldn't have recognized it at all.

"By the way, Matsuno." Dr. Odamaki raised his head calmly, "I just saw that the silkworm you brought...the silkworm chrysalis. You want to cook it and eat it, right?"

"My son Yushu wants to keep some for fun, and try to see if he can evolve butterflies."

Youshu was confused. When did he say he wanted to raise silkworm chrysalises?But when he turned around, he saw his father winking at him, and he immediately reacted and nodded in agreement.

"Ah, yes, yes, I want to raise him, I want to raise him!"

Xiaoyao also wondered if he had heard Youshu say this, but since he wanted to join in the fun, he had to count her in: "I want it too!"

Matsuno was stunned for a moment, then declined politely, "They won't turn into butterflies. They will turn into big, dusty moths later. Do you still want to raise them?"

Dr. Odamaki choked, "You have to let your children experiment to satisfy their curiosity."

Yushu continued to nod beside him, "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

When their children do such unreliable things, parents not only do not object, but encourage and support their children, and also ask their children to observe more.

What a perfect parent!

At this moment, Matsuno realized what the power of education is.

"Of course, do you have a container? I'll put a few in for you."

Matsuno picked 10 silkworm chrysalis, put 5 of them in two plastic bottles, and handed them to the two children.

"It is estimated that it will hatch in less than a month, and a new life will be born...well, a new life will be born."

Matsuno wanted to say big moth, but after thinking about it he didn’t feel embarrassed to say it.

That's all, let the child be happy as he pleases.