When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

Late August.

It is midsummer and the weather is still very hot.

The scorching sun shines on the earth, and the mottled shadows of the trees become the first choice for people to rest temporarily. The birds seem to be unaffected by the scorching sun, or the big trees generously give up their arms, giving them a hint of coolness.

Almost every household has air conditioning or fans in their rooms to keep cool in this hot summer.

Many people stay at home, enjoying the air conditioning, eating ice watermelon, drinking cold drinks, and watching their favorite TV series or variety shows to calm their restless hearts.

Lin Xinran is one of them.

She was enjoying her rare day of leisure.

The core part of the holographic technology had been mastered by her a few days ago. What she needed to do now was to integrate the technology as a whole, and test and improve the holographic game cabin and game helmet produced by the laboratory.

Lin Xinran is very confident in the researchers produced by the system, so he continues to stay at home and enjoy this hard-earned leisure time.

During this period of seclusion, she lost a lot of weight.

It’s not that she can’t eat every day, but that she doesn’t have the heart to eat.

By the time the holographic technology reached the later stages of production, she had completely immersed herself in the research, development and production of the technology. Every day when she was hungry, she would just eat a piece of bread, or the cold buns from the morning, or an apple.

On the day she completed the research and development, she lost a full ten pounds.

Xu Jingqiu felt so distressed when he saw her, so he asked the chef to prepare various tonics for her body every day for the past few days, and she ate meat for every meal.

Even so, she still didn't gain back the ten pounds she had lost.

Xu Jingqiu said that this is a long tug-of-war.

The land in Kyoto had already been half developed, and the architectural effect was very good. It could be said that based on her drawings, the current progress had achieved 100% restoration.

Lin Xinran took some time to check the progress of the construction. After making sure there were no problems, he became a hands-off boss again.

Half a month before school started, Lin Xinran finally had time to return to Lincheng to attend the graduation banquet prepared for her by her uncle and other relatives.

*

In the Lincheng villa.

Lin Yun and Ma Lanru are making dumplings. One of them is rolling the dough while the other is making the dumplings. The atmosphere is very warm and both of them have happy smiles on their faces.

While rolling the dough, Ma Lanru did not forget to carefully check whether Lin Yun's dumplings were qualified. After all, he really had no talent in cooking, especially in making dumplings and buns.

This was also because Ranran finally had time to go home and stay for a few days, so the two of them thought of making dumplings for her themselves. Ma Lanru remembered that Ranran liked the dumplings she made the most, and she could eat a lot of them every time.

Ma Lanru looked at the dumplings Lin Yun made and saw a problem: "Can you be more careful? I told you to pinch the skin tightly, but you are such a grown man and you can't even pinch the skin tightly. The dumplings will just become dough when you put them in the pot."

Lin Yun also very patiently picked up the unqualified dumpling for secondary processing. He also checked several dumplings he had made before. After making sure there was no problem, he continued to make more.

Ma Lanru was quite satisfied with his attitude of admitting his mistakes. Although her expression was a little fierce, her eyes were full of smiles.

Although she was very satisfied with his attitude in her heart, she still had to complain when it was time to do so.

"Your dumplings are so ugly. You have to make them like this at the end. They have no shape at all. They are not as good as Ranran's."

"You have too much stuffing! It's overflowing. If you don't pinch it tightly, it will open up when you put it in the pot."

"What are you doing! You can't even learn how to make proper dumplings, but you're starting to make willow-leaf dumplings? But... I'm really surprised, these dumplings are much better looking than the ones you made before..."

No matter what Ma Lanru said or how she said it, Lin Yun always accepted all her complaints with a smile.

Lin Xinran just arrived at the door of her house at this time. She opened the door and heard sounds coming from the restaurant. It seemed that two people were making dumplings.

When Ma Lanru heard the door open, she hurried to the door. Seeing Lin Xinran, who had lost a lot of weight, she felt extremely distressed: "My dear daughter, where have you been? Aren't you in Kyoto? How come you have lost so much weight? Didn't you eat well?"

Lin Xinran quickly diverted her attention, took her arm and walked towards the kitchen: "I heard you guys making dumplings when I came in just now, I'll make them with you."

Lin Yun waved his hand quickly: "Go and have a rest. You came all the way back and you must be so tired from the car ride. Why are you still making dumplings? I'll finish making them in a moment."

"It's okay, Dad. I'm not tired. Let me wash my hands."

Seeing her persistence, the two stopped trying to stop her until Lin Xinran started making dumplings. The speed and quality doubled. Compared with Lin Xinran's dumplings, Lin Yun's dumplings were like dough with a filling.

The family was chatting and before they knew it they had wrapped three large plates of dumplings and had successfully used up a whole pot of dumpling stuffing.

Ma Lanru went to cook dumplings, while Lin Xinran went back to the bedroom to change clothes and remove her makeup. The dumplings were already out of the pot.

Lin Xinran took a bite of the dumpling and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. Although she had now unlocked the mastery of cooking and could make dumplings herself, the dumplings she made, although delicious, did not taste like her mother's.

Sometimes, cooking is so magical, the same ingredients, the same proportions, the same techniques, but different people can cook different dishes.

So, if you miss someone, or miss your hometown, the first thing that comes to your mind may not be the person's appearance, but the taste of a certain dish.

This is a unique taste that you will never encounter even if you travel all over the country or even all over the world.

After eating and drinking, the family prepared to rest early, after all, they had to attend a graduation banquet the next day.

*

The summer in Lincheng is drier than that in Kyoto and Tianjin.

Lin Xinran put on a facial mask and drank a large glass of water. Only then did she feel less thirsty.

Ma Lanru was still busy in the kitchen. She was wearing a white apron and kneading the dough skillfully. The dough seemed to be very obedient in her hands and soon became very soft and chewy.

Then she took out the prepared bean paste and started making bean paste buns.

After hearing the sound of Lin Xinran walking towards the kitchen, she smiled and said, "You like the bean paste buns I make the most, so I made some more this morning and I guarantee you'll have enough. And I made a lot of hot sauce and pickled cucumbers some time ago, so take some more when you leave."