Master lend me two dollars

At the beginning of the new year, every family makes dumplings.

Xiang Tu, who has advanced in the chef class... is currently only competent for the work of making stuffing, and he has to ask the chef for advice while cooking.

"Crack an egg white and go in." Bai Hongxi explained to the picture with a friendly face.

"Oh." Xiangtu took out an egg from the refrigerator, and imitated Bai Hongxi's usual way of making dumplings from memory, cracking the egg to make a crack, and then slowly, slowly grating out the egg white.

The sky didn't go his way, Xiangtu's egg white dragged the family and dragged the egg yolk into the basin.

Xiang Tu glanced at Bo Hongxi from the corner of his eye.

Bai Hongxi was concentrating on watching his own replay of "I'm a Chef", and didn't pay attention to him.

Xiangtu moved a little to the left and took a spoon from the chopstick cage, ready to pick out the egg yolk quietly.

"They wanted me to make mushroom soup when I was putting on the plate..." Bai Hongxi looked at Zheng Le, pointed at the screen and turned his head to communicate with Xiang Tu, but in the end, they looked at each other.

Xiangtu didn't expect Bo Hongxi to turn his head around suddenly, shake his hand, and the egg broke.

Bo Hongxi: "..."

Xiang Tu simply stirred it with chopsticks, and said confidently to Bai Hongxi, "Put some eggs and it will be delicious."

This is not a big deal, Xiangtu making dumplings is really a disaster.

Bo Hongxi can make many patterns, such as wheat ears, lace, you can choose.

Xiang Tu looked at Bo Hongxi who wanted to learn but hesitated, but Xiang Zhizhou kept pestering Bo Hongxi and was annoying: "Brother Bai, I, I'm hungry."

Bai Hongxi glanced at the dumplings on the chopping board and said, "Then let me cook some for you first."

The child nodded.

Xiang Tu saw that Bo Hongxi got up to boil water, glanced at his younger brother, and rubbed his face a few times with flour-stained hands.

"You, what are you doing!" Xiang Zhizhou frowned, and quickly rubbed his hands on his face.

"How about eating later?" Xiang Tu's chopsticks picked up some stuffing and put it on the skin, "Squeamish."

Bai Hongxi was about to come over to get the dumplings, when he saw Xiang Zhizhou's face turned white as if he was playing a double reed, and he knew that it was made by this more and more childish elementary school student recently. As an adult, Bai Hongxi could only give He wiped his side with a wet tissue, then tapped Xiangtu on the shoulder: "Do you grow upside down?"

"Yeah, we'll be the same age in a few years." Xiang Tu pinched his hands, and the stuffing inside squeezed out again.

Bai Hongxi smiled, picked the dumplings from Xiangtu's hand in disgust, and squeezed them along the seam: "You better stop making dumplings, let alone ugly, none of us want to eat noodle soup."

Xiang Tu leaned back in the chair, patted the face on his hand: "It's embarrassing, can't you eat it if it doesn't look good?"

"It's edible, but we want to eat something that looks good." Bai Hongxi smiled and raised his chin at Bai Xiangzhizhou.

The child immediately nodded to his brother cooperatively: "It looks good!"

"You two are real brothers." Xiang Tuyou dipped his face a little and drew two lines on Xiang Zhizhou's face, "I'm so mad."

Bai Hongxi smiled and almost dropped the dumpling in his hand.

After eating the dumplings, Xiang Tu lifted Xiang Zhizhou, who had a round stomach, between his legs: "Have you paid New Year's greetings to me?"

"New Year, fast, happy." After Xiang Zhizhou finished speaking, he cheerfully stretched out his chubby hand to Xiangtu like a window grille on the door.

Xiang Tu took out a red envelope from his pocket and put it in Xiang Zhizhou's hand. The villain pinched it with his hands, grinning with satisfaction.

"Come on, Brother Bo also has it." Bo Hongxi waved his hand at him.

"I wish, Brother Bo, a happy new year, happy, big, good luck, good luck!" Xiang Zhizhou jumped up after finishing speaking, revealing a row of incomplete teeth.

Bo Hongxi reached out to hand over his red envelope, but was intercepted by the bully Xiangtu in mid-air.

"Who is your brother? Why do I only have Happy New Year?" Xiang Tu pinched Xiang Zhizhou's face angrily, "Tell me one more thing, or it will be different."

The child scratched his head and thought for a while: "...Auspicious, auspicious, meaning."

Only then was Xiang Tu satisfied, and returned the red envelope to the kid, patting his buttocks: "Go and play."

The child ran away happily holding two bulging red envelopes.

Bo Hongxi pinched Xiangtu's earlobe: "Where's mine?"

"What about the bedroom?" Xiang Tu smiled and pulled Bo Hongxi up from the sofa, "I have prepared something different for you."

"...What?" Bo Hongxi was dragged into the bedroom with doubts.

quite a while.

"Damn it... you liar..."

The author has something to say:

This episode will roughly put an end to two yuan.

At the beginning of the chapter, the setting of this book was actually very complicated, not as simple and sweet as what everyone reads now.

The family relationship between Xiang Tu and Xiang's father, Bai Hongxi, Zhuang Xian, and Brother Bo, these two different emotions that were supposed to be the focus of description, I didn't stretch them out.

As I was writing, I just remembered the daily feelings, and the plot was thrown into the top of my head and exploded.

Therefore, the whole article is very dull, and it is irreparable when it is discovered, so it is wrong to make mistakes.

The words and descriptions are also very monotonous, coming and going, over and over again, completely daily flow, only playing tricks to make everyone laugh.

Full of loopholes, logic idiots, lol.

These I will improve by reading more books.

I remember someone asking me in the early comments if I experienced a certain plot personally.

Because in daily life, it is inevitable that I will bring myself up when thinking. For example, I will write down the little things that happen around me, and write down the ones that are suitable. Of course, a large part of Bai Hongxi is probably more than me. I came by myself...

For example, I was the one who did the stupid thing that Brother Bo pinched the quail to death.

For example, when I cook, every time I feel like I am a chef, I forcefully babble a lot.

(Because my mother is a top black material master who cooks and fryers, and doesn't turn off the gas.)

Hahaha...

Poor mouth big basket.

Thanks to everyone who has been chasing it all the way, and forgive me a lot.

Then Zhengwen is on his way with a helmet on.

here,

I wish everyone a happy new year.

For a whole year, full of energy.

Overcoming thorns and thorns, love flows like a river.