Wen Yu put on disposable gloves and started mixing the fillings.

Fu Chengque's bell jingled as she washed the vegetables. Her hands were not quick and she made a lot of noise.

By the time she finished washing, Wen Yu was almost done mixing the ingredients. He divided the stuffing into two basins and started cutting the leeks with his knife.

"Mr. Fu, boil water in a pot and blanch the celery."

"Is there such a troublesome process for celery filling? I think it can be eaten raw."

"You may have chewed on snails. If you think it's okay, then that's no problem."

"Ugh - stand over here, the special chef is here!"

"There's no more land."

"There is something wrong with the design of your kitchen."

"Our two families have the same structure. You don't usually go into the kitchen."

"Who said that, I often go to the kitchen to look at the refrigerator."

Fu Chengque said, suddenly joy appeared on his face, he quickly added water to the pot, turned on the gas stove, and then ran to the refrigerator.

"Wen Yu, let me check your refrigerator."

She arrogantly searched Wen Yu's refrigerator:

"Oranges, are there any oranges this season?"

"Forget it, I won't eat it. Do you want yogurt, Wen Yu? I'll get a can."

"Hey! There is also Zao'er. This Zao'er looks a bit familiar."

Wen Yu was cutting vegetables and replied: "I will also drink the dates your family gave me."

"No wonder it looks like I've eaten it before." She muttered and took out two cans of yogurt.

This is local yogurt in a glass jar. It is a specialty of Jiangcheng. You have to make a reservation with the local milk factory and it will be delivered every morning. You really can’t drink it elsewhere.

Fu Chengque made a jar for himself and handed another to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu raised his eyes to look at her and spread his hands, "No hands."

"Then I'll leave it alone for now."

"I want to drink."

"What should we do, rest first?"

"You feed me."

Fu Chengque's face suddenly turned red and he took a few steps back.

She instantly thought of the strange content she had tossed and turned in bed the night she just came back from Nancheng...

After exhaling, Fu Chengque said fiercely: "You have a beautiful idea."

"What are you thinking about? Just put a straw in it and hold it for me."

"oh oh……"

This seems to be indeed acceptable.

She tied a straw and stretched out the yogurt from a distance of one meter.

Wen Yu bit the straw and took a sip.

"When the water is boiling, blanch the celery for two minutes and drain it into cold water."

"good."

Fu Chengque put down the yogurt pot and hurriedly started to help.

After Wen Yu finished cutting the leeks, he also cut the cooled celery, put them in two filling basins, and started the final mixing.

He stirred and said, "I want to drink."

Fu Chengque picked up the yogurt and handed it over, then put it down after Wen Yu finished drinking it.

After a while, Wen Yu said again: "I want to drink."

Fu Chengque glared and repeated the operation.

In less than a minute, Wen Yu smiled and was ready to speak.

The girl was angry, "You've been messing with me for a long time, haven't you?"

"Okay, that's pretty much it."

Wen Yu collected the things, moved the dumpling wrappers and fillings to the living room, and prepared to wrap them while watching TV.

Fu Chengque held two bottles of yogurt and followed obediently.

Her face was slightly red, because she didn't know what was going on. When Wen Yu said "I want to drink" just now, the text message she received in her mind automatically changed to "Feed me" in the second half of the sentence, and then she

There were strange images popping up in her head. He said he bumped into her again and again, and he bumped into her again and again. At this moment, she was a little confused by the bumping.

After getting ready, the two of them sat in the living room and started making dumplings, chatting while making them.

"I guess you will follow suit," Wen Yu said.

"I feel sorry for you just having to work so hard all by yourself."

Fu Chengque tried to wrap one herself, but it was so ugly.

"Okay, it's ugly, but it's edible."

"That's not true. How did you make that gesture?"

"Like this..." Wen Yu leaned over and carefully and slowly made the gestures of making dumplings, "Then pinch this and it's done. Or you can pinch it slowly one by one and that's fine too."

"Oh oh oh, I learned it!"

Fu Chengque shouted and started wrapping the bags excitedly.

She really learned how to do it. After only watching it once, she actually made a dumpling that was as good as Wen Yu's, and Wen Yu was stunned.

"Amazing, extremely talented."

"Hahaha... It's not that difficult. I am worthy of being the empress."

Then I packaged five or six of them in a row, all of them exquisite and very attractive.

"Not bad, I can debut as the 'Dumpling Immortal'."

"What a 'dumpling fairy', so old-fashioned."

"Immortals all have ageless faces. How can they age? It's not like us who will grow up. I've just aged a year."

"This is indeed..."

"By the way, Mr. Fu, your birthday is coming soon?"

"Hey, can you also remember my birthday?"

Wen Yuxin said, I can not only remember it, but also remember it forever. In my previous life, I had to grieve miserably every year, which was even sadder than if no one gave me a birthday.

"December 5th, how could I not remember it?"

There was a glint in Fu Chengque's eyes, and she smiled, "Hehe, that's right. This is indeed my birthday."

"What do you plan to do?"

"Ah? I don't have any plans. Just go out with a few friends and have fun like before."

"You prepared a birthday party for me last time, how about I prepare it for you this time?"

"you?"

"I."

"..."

"Don't want to?"

"No, it's just weird."

"Of course it's weird. After all, I wasn't there for your birthday last year and the year before, but I plan to prepare it for you this year."

"..."

Fu Chengque drooped his head.

Wen Yu laughed instead, "You can't pass it in one sentence, do you want me to prepare it for you?"

The girl suddenly raised her head, "I've passed it! I want it!!"

"Okay, it's settled."

"Thanks."

"It's too late."

"There will be more later, hehe." After a moment of silence, she said carefully: "Wen Yu, can I make a small request for the birthday party?"
To be continued...