sixty little wife (MTL)

Chapter 72

    The glutinous rice balls were all kneaded by Xu Wanxiu. The baby only needed to reach out and grab a small piece from the large dough, put it between his hands, and knead it with the palm of his hand. This is not very technically demanding, even if the small dumplings kneaded by the baby are not too round, they can still be seen.

    Xu Wanxiu immediately praised her without hesitation, "Ning Ning is awesome, these little glutinous rice balls are pretty good-looking, will I cook them for you later in the evening?

    " She was satisfied, and she was looking forward to eating these little dumplings at the moment. After hearing Xu Wanxiu's words, she even raised her head worriedly and asked, "Mother, do I need to make a mark? This little dumpling is boiled, what should I do if I don't recognize it?"

    Xu Wanxiu was amused by her, she really thought about it thoughtfully, and came up with a solution for the baby. She smiled and said, "Did Ningning see the little green dough? Just pull it down like this and stick it to your little dumplings, so even if it's boiled, you won't be afraid of not being able to recognize it."

    She said with a smile. Demonstrated to show the children, a touch of green was added to the snow-white glutinous rice balls. The dumplings are wrapped with mung bean or red bean filling, and there is just a little white glutinous rice dough left for the baby to play with. At this time, I also used the remaining mung bean filling.

    "Okay, so as long as there are green dots on the small glutinous rice balls, they are all made by Ningning." When the baby heard it, he clapped his hands with each other happily, and she immediately followed Xu Wanxiu's way, holding the star The last order of mung bean filling is on the small dumplings that I wrap.

    After doing all this, the baby is satisfied to place the small dumplings one by one in a certain order and neatly put them on the plate specially for her. At this point, she can be regarded as inheriting the subtle obsessive-compulsive disorder of Zhao Guoqiang and Xu Wanxiu, which she learned from her parents when she was a child.

    The little guy raised his head and smiled and said to Xu Wanxiu, "Mother, I will give you my little dumplings later, it must be delicious." Children always love to share what they think is good with those who like to cherish. thing, right now.

    Xu Wanxiu was very happy when she heard the pretense, smiled and nodded, "That's really good, Ning Ning is so kind to her mother, and she will have to taste the dumplings made by Ning Ning later." The     Xu Wanxiu originally thought she was going to tell a little secret, but she didn't expect it to be for this matter. She was stunned for a while, then reached out and gently touched the baby's little head, smiled and nodded in agreement, "Okay, that mother will listen to Ningning and keep it for your father. When he comes back, we will cook it for you. He eat, let him taste the small dumplings made by Ning Ning."

    The baby was a little embarrassed to be praised, she rarely said with a shy face, "Mother is also good to Ningning." Then she thought of something, she mysteriously leaned over to Xu Wanxiu and whispered, "Mother, later You help me save some dumplings, I'm going to leave them for Daddy, he hasn't eaten the little dumplings made by Ning Ning."     When Zhao Guoqiang just left, the baby would say "When will Daddy come back?" , I talked a lot, and I didn't see Daddy coming back. The baby changed from one recitation every day to two days, or even three or four days, and the days went on in endless waiting.     At this time, she suddenly heard the baby mention about her father again, Xu Wanxiu was stunned for a while before she suddenly realized, helpless and gratified. A four-year-old child, Zhao Guoqiang usually loves her so much and plays with this girl, how can the baby forget people so easily?     Xu Wanxiu also misses him very much. Zhao Guoqiang has been on the mission for almost a month and a half, and there is no news at all. She came back to her senses, just as all the dough and fillings were used up, and said to the baby, "Ning Ning, you go down to the living room to play first, mother cleans up the table, and grandma should prepare the food soon and eat it. "     Just after Xu's mother made most of the dumplings with Xu's mother, thinking that it was getting late, she said to her daughter, "Xiuxiu, you are busy here first, and my mother goes into the kitchen to cook, In this way, after you finish here, you can have dinner."     "Well, good mother, it's hard for you." Xu Wanxiu also thought it made sense after hearing this, so she nodded and smiled. Mother Xu has been busy in the kitchen for a while now, the roar of the stove burning vigorously, and the sizzling sound of scalding meat in the pot alternately mixed, scattered and very clear.     The three of them were eating at night, and the baby was very happy. The three or four dishes on the table, except green vegetables, were all her favorites. She kept using a spoon to cut a piece of fried egg with minced meat, put it in her bowl, and ate it, looking very happy.     But while she was happy, it was inevitable that several pieces of pickled Chinese cabbage were placed in her gradually empty bowl. After Xu Wanxiu was done, she sat beside her and said, "Ningning, don't just eat meat. , eat more green vegetables." Children can't eat too many pickled vegetables, but they can't eat only meat.