The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

Niu Chunhua loved her son. Seeing his son was anxious, he immediately shouted, "Liu Huanjiao!"

Liu Huanjiao then looked up at Niu Chunhua and said indifferently: "I will just wrap this bit of meat. You can make the rest as you like. I don't care, but you don't care who I make these dumplings for."

"I don't care?! I'm your mother! Is your stinky girl with hard wings? Let me leave it alone!"

Liu Huanjiao put down the dumplings, clapped her hands and went out with a knife, "Then I will kill the pheasant and stew it."

"Hey, wait!"

Niu Chunhua even blocked Liu Huanjiao, "Er Ah! What are you doing! It is said that if you buy meat, you won't kill chickens!"

"I don't even have the right to control some meat after I bought the meat, so I might as well stew the chicken."

"No! I just want to ask you who made this dumpling! You can't be a mother who cares about you!"

Liu Huanjiao did not speak.

Niu Chunhua is a baby pheasant, while distressing the flour, eggs, and pork. In the end, she reluctantly gave up the not so important thing, "Well, well, I don’t ask if I don’t ask, the meat is whatever you want to eat, I don’t care! "

Liu Huanjiao released the knife and continued to make dumplings.

Liu Ergou jumped anxiously, "Mother! Why did you agree! Erya is your daughter! How do you listen to her! Don't be disciplined now, you will have it in the future!"

Niu Chunhua felt that her son was right, and said, "Then go over and tell your sister to let her keep the dumplings."

Liu Ergou took a look at the knife placed by Liu Huanjiao.

Shining brightly.

Who sharpened this knife! So bright! If you accidentally put someone on your body, why don't you make a cut, the blood is flowing? !

Liu Dazhuang, who was sitting on the Tiankan outside and smoking, let out a big sneeze with a loud sneeze.

"Who is thinking of me? Still cold?"

Liu Dazhuang turned his head and glanced at his house, "I don't know if Er Ya has been working in the stove for so long and has done it..."

He didn't know what kind of drama was going on in it.

In fact, Liu Ergou was also scared. He had seen Er Ya's whirring knife before, and that was irritating her. He dared to really shake her body!

Just for the dumplings...

Forget it, forget it, can't afford it.

Niu Chunhua couldn't help but spit when she saw the cowardly appearance of her son. How could she say that this pheasant was caught by her Erya, and she hurried to sell it tomorrow. He had to buy a lot of money, but her son, except Eat all the rest!

"Go, go out and mow me some weeds and come back, and I and some chaff for the chickens to eat!"

Niu Chunhua pushed Liu Ergou out, while Liu Ergou pouted and muttered, "What a chicken, it's better to him than to his own son! I don't know, I thought there was an extra person in my family!"

"Snapped!"

Niu Chunhua patted Liu Ergou's head fiercely, "What are you talking about! Cut me the grass!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

The two mother and son went out with the dramatist. Liu Huanjiao was a little bit dumbfounded, but still wrapped dumplings neatly in her hands.

Hot water was also simmering in the pot, and when the dumplings were packaged, the water just boiled. The white and fat leek and pork dumplings were all put into the pot by Liu Huanjiao. .

Although the dough she rolled was not big, each one was round and round, and there was not a bit of minced meat left.

After about a few minutes, all the dumplings floated up in the hot water.

Cooked.

Liu Huanjiao even picked up the dumplings one by one, put them in a large bowl, covered them with a lid, and put them in a bamboo basket. Finally, he took a piece of blue cloth and put it on top.

He was ready to go out with a bamboo basket.

Niu Chunhua, who was looking after the pheasants, saw it and asked, "Er Ah! What are you going to do?!"

"Send dumplings."