Reborn in 1970, being pinched and doted on by a disabled boss

"The sugar doesn't melt as soon as it's cooked." Su Xiaoya glanced at Su Ming strangely: "It's better to wrap it with dates, and the dates are also sweet."

Su Ming was not worried at all: "It melts just right to drink sugar water, and your mouth is full of sweetness when you bite it."

"Aren't you afraid of burning your mouth?" Su Xiaoya's brows were almost knotted:

"Jujube is better. Brother, listen to me this time. I will definitely not harm you. I know you are smart. You can't let the sugar not melt if you are smart, right?"

"..."

Wu Shengli laughed happily: "It's okay, just melt it when it melts. It's not all about eating, just eat and have fun."

"Yes, just have fun, I want to wrap candy, I want to wrap candy." Su Ming chirped like a little bird again, and then ran back to the house to get the candy.

Su Xiaoya raised her hand to touch her forehead: "I'm going to wash the vegetables."

"I don't need you. I'll go back to the house and play for a while. I'll call you later when I'm making dumplings." Su Ling drove people away from the kitchen.

"Yes, yes, there are so many of us here, there is no need for a little kid like you, Lao Zhang washed the dishes."

Aunt Zhang pushed the vegetable frame into Butcher Zhang's hand and went to do other things.

"I'll come, I'll come, Uncle Zhang, please rest." Xiao Mohan quickly grabbed the vegetable basket, and Wu Shengli followed with a basin.

Butcher Zhang looked unhappy: "Just wash the vegetables and see what you can do. Can I still do it?"

"You know how to do it. It's not a lot of work, how can it make it easy for you? The minced meat hasn't been chopped yet!" Su Yuning laughed happily.

Aunt Zhang grabbed Butcher Zhang who was walking out: "Yes, go stomp on the stuffing, you are suitable for this job."

"Then I'll do it." Uncle Zhang rolled up his sleeves and walked to the stove: "I'm telling you, don't stamp the dumpling filling too much, otherwise you won't be able to taste the meat."

“It’s best if it’s cut into tiny pieces and still connected when you bite it open, then it tastes really good.”

Aunt Zhang smiled with her face full of wrinkles: "Then cut it quickly. Who knows if it tastes good or not just by talking about it?"

"Aunt, please don't rush Uncle Zhang. Slow work will bring out fine work. The stuffing made by Uncle Zhang will definitely be delicious. Whether the dumplings today are delicious or not depends entirely on whether Uncle Zhang cuts the stuffing well."

"..." Uncle Zhang's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt so stressed! !

Wang Chunjuan was kneading dough, which was a strenuous task, and her arms were sore after kneading for a while.

"Knead it for a while." Aunt Zhang took the basin.

Su Ling was also rolling up her sleeves: "You rub it first, and then give it to me. Then you have to take turns to rub this side. The more you rub it, the harder it will be. Don't be anxious, you have to rub it slowly."

"..."

By noon, the dough was kneaded and the filling was mixed.

Next to a large bowl of minced meat, there was a small bowl of shiny coins, a bowl of colorful candies and a small bowl of red dates.

Su Ming can just hold the candy bag.

I don’t know what it tastes like when the sweet and salty things are mixed together.

"You guys, let me draw another picture." Su Yuning took out the drawing board and started writing on the table in the main room.

By the time the plates of dumplings were brought to the kitchen, her painting was finished.

"Look." Su Yuning turned the painting to everyone.

Butcher Zhang gave a thumbs up: "What a pair of skillful hands. This painting is better than the master in the photo studio."

"Isn't it possible? When the time comes, I can make a photo frame and use it as a photo!" Aunt Zhang also didn't expect it.

Su Yuning was also very satisfied: "I did an extraordinary job today and didn't make you look ugly."

"No matter how ugly it is, it's all beautiful." Wang Chunjuan had long known that Su Yuning was capable, but she didn't expect that she still had this ability. Her eyes widened when she saw:

"Stop making dumplings and wait for the ready-made ones. If you have the time, sit there and draw a few more pictures. It'll be really nice."

Aunt Zhang also nodded: "No, it's so beautiful. Xiao Ning, why are your hands so long? They're so amazing."

"Hehe." Su Yuning was happy to hear that: "Then I will draw another one."

There is a picture of making dumplings and a picture of dumplings coming out of the pot. Everyone's face is stained with a smile, and even the steaming mist is drawn.

Anyone who sees the painting can imagine how lively the scene is.

After the dumplings were wrapped, Xiao Mohan washed his hands and went behind Su Yuning, rubbing her shoulders for her: "Eat some dumplings first, and then draw later?"

"The painting is almost done. Eat it after it's done." Su Yuning lowered her head and colored the painting: "It looks good. Give this to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang!"

Su Yuning took out the painting.

"Oh, that's a good relationship. I'll make a photo frame to display at home tomorrow." Aunt Zhang smiled from ear to ear. After finishing speaking, she seemed to feel that something was wrong:

"No, no, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. You can't spend money outside. We won't go until after the first lunar month."

"Yes, yes, we won't go until after the first lunar month." Butcher Zhang quickly said, "Obviously, let me borrow Grandpa's book and I will put the paintings away."

Su Ming put down the dumplings and ran into the house: "I'll find them for you."

"Eat dumplings, eat dumplings, you're already hungry, sit down quickly." Wang Chunjuan brought several bowls of dipping sauce from the kitchen.