Bringing the baby back to China, the cold CEO becomes a fishing husband

Hearing Yinyin's question, Li's mother was suddenly speechless.

I know Guan Hong's taste from many years ago when Cheng Wensong was still alive. When the four of them had dinner together, they ate corn dumplings.

Just as Li's mother was thinking about what to say, Xiang's mother spoke up to help her out.

"I told your mother."

"Oh, like this."

Li Yin nodded. That made sense.

Father Xiang had already kneaded the dough early in the morning, placed it in a bowl and covered it with a wet cloth to increase the dough's toughness and ductility.

The "dong dong dong" sound in the kitchen gradually subsided. Dad Xiang was checking the chopped pork filling. The pork filling for dumplings should not be chopped too finely. There should be large and small pieces in different shapes. This kind of granular meat filling is delicious for making dumplings.

Although various meat grinders are very convenient now, Xiang's father always feels that machines are convenient, but dumplings made with minced meat have no soul, and the taste is also very different.

Li's father was dicing carrots and water chestnuts on a cutting board that Xiang's father had given him. Although the two had been arguing for so many years and seemed to never see eye to eye, they were both doctors and had similar requirements for hygiene to a certain extent.

For example, chopping boards should be divided into vegetable boards and meat boards. When cooking, people are used to cleaning up while cooking, so no matter how much food needs to be cooked, the cooking table will be cleaned immediately. After all the dishes are ready, the stove and cooking table are almost cleaned.

This makes it easy for the person in charge of washing the dishes to do the final cleanup. Although it is often Xiang's father or Li's father who does the final cleanup, it is also a benefit to themselves.

While checking the meat filling, Father Xiang asked Father Li, who was dicing vegetables nearby,

"Li Guanhua, have you chopped the carrots and water chestnuts? Bring them over so I can start mixing them."

Dad Li was still dicing carrots. He handed the diced water chestnuts to Dad Xiang and said worriedly,

"Can you do it? Or I can adjust the flavor."

Their family occasionally makes their own dumplings, and Dad Li thinks he’s pretty good at it.

Father Xiang looked at me with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?" and "Do you look down on me?" Then he said in a smug tone,

"You are better at cooking than me, I admit that, but making dumplings, that's not necessarily the case."

Father Xiang's parents are from the north and are very good at making dumplings. In the past, we would make dumplings for every Chinese New Year or festival. So, I dare not say anything else, but Father Xiang is a master at everything from mixing dough, mixing stuffing to making dumplings.

"I have inherited my parents' true teachings."

Come to think of it, I have to go visit my parents after the New Year. They all know that Siyuan is married, and they have already had video chats with Yinyin and Anan, but they have not met in person yet.

At first, Si Yuan and An An were not at home because they were filming a variety show. Later, when they came back after the filming, it was close to the Chinese New Year, and Si Yuan and Yin Yin were so busy again.

Fortunately, my parents are also reasonable people, and they don't want to cause trouble for the younger generation. They said it's not too late to see them after the Chinese New Year. But Father Xiang also understands that they want to see Yinyin and Anan, so it's time to take them to see them after the Chinese New Year.

The fillings were already prepared and placed in two large bowls on the table. Father Xiang sprinkled a thin layer of flour on the large chopping board, took out the dough and kneaded it into long strips, then cut it neatly into small pieces of similar size, and pressed them one by one with his palms.

An An and the twins had already washed their hands and were waiting, and took the initiative to take over the job of pressing the dough, but they were small, their palms were small and their strength was weak, so they applied force unevenly. Dad Xiang could press a small dough that was almost evenly pressed with one hand, but they had to press it hard several times, and then pick it up to see where it was pressed crooked, and press it a few more times.

No one stopped him. If the button wasn't pressed properly, it would be easy to let Xiang's father, the expert, adjust it.

Needless to say, Meng Tian and Li Yin have good skills and the dumplings they make are plump and tightly sealed. But Li Yin didn't expect that Xiang Sizhou and Xiang Siyuan were also good at making dumplings.

Seeing Li Yin's surprised expression, Xiang Ma skillfully pinched the dumplings and recalled,

"We have trained their hands-on ability since they were young. When they first learned how to make dumplings, they would make them one by one and one would leak out. When they cooked the dumplings, the skin was skin and the stuffing was stuffing, which became broth. Later, we steamed them directly in a steamer and let them eat the ones that leaked out. After trying it twice, the two brothers were able to make dumplings now."

As Xiang's mother spoke, she burst into laughter. Everyone imagined the scene and started laughing.

An An was making dumplings. A small piece of meat filling was wrapped inside the big skin. He pressed the edge of the skin again and again, for fear that it would fall apart and leak.

He showed his father the dumplings, no, the dough, and boasted,

"Dad, look."

"...Yes, sure."

Li Yin saw it and said with a smile,

"Your father said it's okay, so give this to your father later."

An An couldn't tell that his mother was teasing him, so he nodded seriously and said with a filial look,

"I'll make one for my mom and one for everyone."

The stars also said,

"Me too."

Yangyang was still relatively self-aware. He could see that Anan and his sister were making dumplings made of dough. He didn't want to eat them, but he didn't say anything. He just silently made the dumplings that looked relatively successful.

Everyone felt that they were not worthy of such filial piety, and Xiang's mother thought so too, so she took the initiative to demonstrate how to make dumplings for the two children. After the two children finally made a decent dumpling, they felt very tired. Just then, the sound of the cartoons they often watched came from the TV, so the two children wanted to play again. Finally, Yangyang could not resist the temptation and followed them to the living room.

Dad Xiang is indeed an expert in making dumplings. Even with so many people making dumplings, they cannot keep up with his speed in rolling out the dough. The dumpling skins are all rolled out in a few strokes. He returned to the kitchen and saw Old Man Li cooking attentively. He showed an admiring smile on his face and put the chopping board and kitchen knife in the sink to wash them.

Who would have thought that these two people who had been fighting for decades would become relatives, and now they can cook together in their own kitchen, divide the work and cooperate with each other to prepare for the New Year together.

After the dumplings were wrapped and cooked, Li Yin followed her mother's instructions and took some more dumplings stuffed with corn, carrot and meat, filled a large plate, and took it to the next room.

Guan Hong looked at Li Yin in surprise. She had heard and seen the noise next door early in the morning. She was very envious, but she didn't intend to disturb them. Unexpectedly, Li Yin actually sent dumplings over.

"Auntie Guan, Happy New Year. We made dumplings at home, so my mother and I thought we could give you some to try. They're not expensive, so I hope you like them."

Guan Hong nodded repeatedly.

"I like it, I like it, you all are so thoughtful. I'll go get a bowl, you come in and wait."

This was the first time Li Yin entered this house. The decoration was very simple. The stairs in the villa were made of painted solid wood, and the furniture was also made of solid wood. It looked very grand and stable.

Guan Hong quickly took out the empty plate and cleaned it with detergent.