Su Bei and Su Xiaobao quickly returned to their rooms to pack up and changed into New Year's clothes.
These two sets of clothes were prepared by Fu Bo for the sister and brother before. They are very suitable for them to wear. Moreover, at first glance, they are the same series of clothes.
Su Xiaobao's is a red sweater, and the color pattern on Su Bei's body is the same as Su Xiaobao's, but it's a sweater-style long skirt.
In addition, a small badge was hung on the hem of the two men's clothes.
This was custom-made by Su Bei in advance. The badges of the two read "Excellent Brother" and "Excellent Sister" respectively.
When he saw the New Year's clothes they were wearing, Mr. Qin's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart: "My baby looks good no matter how you look at it".
"Dad, how are you, Su Xiaobao and I are very happy wearing this?" Su Bei asked Qin Shao with a smile.
"not bad."
The two thought that this dress was prepared by Uncle Fu, but they did not know that this set of clothes was actually selected by Mr. Qin who called the design team to come over a few years ago.
Subei: "Is it a bit like Fuwa?"
Qin Shao: Like.
Su Xiaobao: "It's obviously like someone at the door of the store handing out New Year's gifts."
As a young boy whose aesthetics are not broad enough, Su Xiaobao still has an inexplicable rejection of red, especially now he is still wearing the very resistant "Fu" underwear.
Qin Shao: Don't hit children when they are older than the Chinese New Year.
"That's Fuwa!" Su Bei twisted Su Xiaobao's arm.
At this time, Mr. Qin also changed his clothes.
It was the white casual shirt just now and the red tie that Su Bei put on for him. Mr. Qin was wearing a dark gray knitted sweater.
Different from the usual serious and cold suits, Mr. Qin's relaxed look really looks much younger.
Su Bei looked at Mr. Qin with radiant eyes.
As for the words "much younger", Su Bei wisely did not say it directly.
Subei: "Dad is super handsome today."
Hearing this, Mr. Qin smiled.
Su Xiaobao also glanced at Mr. Qin: it's not bad.
But compared to this, he was more curious: Dad even wore the tie that Subei bought, so did this guy actually wear the huge and ugly panties he gave him.
Of course Mr. Qin would not give Su Xiaobao this opportunity to verify.
"Come on, let's go down for breakfast."
With Su Bei's long-term efforts, he finally got rid of Mr. Qin's bad habit of not eating breakfast.
—
After breakfast, before Mr. Qin could get started, Su Bei and Su Xiaobao had swiftly put the tableware and chopsticks into the kitchen.
Su Xiaobao washed the dishes inside, while Su Bei brought out the ingredients for two large plates.
"Dad, let's make dumplings."
The meat filling and dough for making dumplings are prepared in advance in the kitchen.
Now they just need to roll out the dumpling skin and wrap it.
"Dad, can you make dumplings?"
Mr. Qin: "..."
As if being tortured by the soul.
Seeing that Mr. Qin didn't speak, Su Bei understood and said with a smile, "I'll teach my father then."
Hearing this, Mr. Qin smiled: "Xiao Bei will?"
Subei: "Of course, I'm a master."
Su Bei quickly rolled out a few dumpling wrappers on the chopping board, took one and demonstrated it to Mr. Qin.
"That's it, isn't it quite simple?"
Mr. Qin: All right.
Mr. Qin took the dumpling skin and started to try it for the first time.
"It's like this here." Su Bei was instructing him, just as Mr. Qin taught Su Bei to tie a tie before.
Su Xiaobao washed the dishes and came out, and saw such a warm scene of father and daughter.
But Su Xiaobao didn't feel warm, he just looked at Mr. Qin's stiff hands making dumplings and wanted to laugh a little: he finally found a place where his father was inferior to himself.
Su Xiaobao went over, picked up a piece of skin, quickly wrapped a dumpling, and placed it next to the "ugly dumpling" that Mr. Qin had made before. He still raised his eyebrows at Mr. Qin.
"Su Xiaobao, hurry up and pack it. It's better to pack it all before dinner."
"Don't worry, how long does it take to make dumplings?"
"Are you sure? Let me tell you, these have to be wrapped." Su Bei pointed to the pots of fillings.
"Just the three of us, why do we pack so much?"
"These are what we ate today, and the rest we will move quickly and take them to eat on the road, as well as for Uncle Fu and Uncle Chen."
"Oh." Su Xiaobao accelerated.
On the side, looking at the picture of two children rolling skins and making dumplings, Mr. Qin's eyes were filled with a smile.
But soon, Mr. Qin frowned slightly again.
Looking at the two people's clothes and sleeves rubbing against the chopping board, Mr. Qin couldn't stand it anymore, so he went into the kitchen to find two aprons.
"Stretch out your hand."
Looking at the small hands that were still stained with flour, Mr. Qin didn't dislike it and rolled up his sleeves for Su Bei.
"Okay, turn around." Mr. Qin put on the apron for his daughter again.
Glancing at the son over there, Mr. Qin threw the apron directly: "put it on and then make it."
Su Xiaobao: …
Well, for the sake of new clothes.
After finishing this, Mr. Qin continued to try making dumplings.
After several experiments, Mr. Qin has gradually found the trick, and the dumplings he made can be seen completely.
It's just that Su Xiaobao is still very disgusted with this, and intentionally separates his own bag from Mr. Qin's bag, and the difference is clear.
Here, Su Bei rolled out the skin. Seeing that Su Xiaobao was moving quickly, Mr. Qin was also making dumplings earnestly. Su Bei's eyes flashed, and he rubbed the flour in his hand, and quietly took it out from his pocket. Another badge, while Mr. Qin was not paying attention, Su Bei clipped the badge to the corner of Mr. Qin's clothes.
Looking at the words "Excellent Dad" above, Su Bei smiled successfully and nodded secretly with satisfaction.
For his daughter's little actions, Mr. Qin chose to pretend not to notice.
…
At the other end, Su Xiaobao, who found that he was far ahead, began to float.
Grab a lump of dough and start to churn.
Soon, two little noodle people who looked like little milk dogs were born in Su Xiaobao's hands.
If those little fans of Su Xiaobao at school knew that their "Master Su" still had this skill, they would probably explode, shouting: "Young Master Su is amazing", "Young Master Su can do everything", "I really want to." The little noodle man in Su Shao's hand", "Ah, Qiu Qiu Shao Su, give me one too"...
Su Bei is no stranger to Su Xiaobao's skill. Every time he makes dumplings during the Chinese New Year, Su Xiaobao will squeeze these two.
Su Xiaobao put the pinched two puppies side by side, hesitated for a while, then pulled a ball of dough and kneaded a larger dog and put it aside.
"Alright? Alright, I'll take it in and steam it." Su Bei picked up the plate of dog and looked at it.
One is soft and cute, one is fierce and one is fierce. As for the big one... it's really fierce.
But looking at Mr. Qin's appearance, he seems to like it.
—
The New Year's Eve dinner in the evening was prepared by Subei.
Most of the workers who came to work at home have gone home for the Chinese New Year. Although they can also find someone to come over, but thinking that everyone is going to celebrate the New Year, it’s okay.
In addition to dumplings, Subei also fried a few other dishes.
Especially complex and high-end Su Bei can't make it, but just a few simple home-cooked dishes made Mr. Qin show off in the circle of friends.
Father and son, father and daughter, three people, a simple table of dishes, this atmosphere does not feel deserted at all, on the contrary, it is very warm.
Looking at the two children, Mr. Qin's eyes overflowed with warmth.
—From his impression, the relationship between Qin Jinguo and Yang Guizhi was not so harmonious. The atmosphere of the family celebrating the New Year together should be the first time in Qin Shao's memory.
"dad."
"kindness?"
"Thank you." Su Bei raised the grape juice in his hands and said to Mr. Qin. The girl's sparkling eyes and the warm smile on her face seemed to melt people's hearts.
"Thank you for what?" Mr. Qin raised his eyebrows and asked back.
"Thank you Dad for taking us in and being willing to support us."
Su Xiaobao took Su Bei's words and added: "Thank you for not disliking us."
Hearing this, Mr. Qin couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, feeling quite emotional: he should be thankful for these two children, for their existence and presence, and for choosing him when facing his biological mother and father.
As for disgust...
It was a little disgusting at first, but now, they are his pride.
—
The three packed up the dishes, and Mr. Qin glanced at the time.
"Come on, go upstairs."
"Um?"
"A present for you."
"Okay!" The siblings said in unison.
Originally, Su Bei thought that the gifts Mr. Qin said were real things, like the ties, socks and... panties they gave.
As a result, as soon as they reached the top floor, a gorgeous firework was reflected on the huge floor-to-ceiling window and fell into the eyes of the two of Su Bei.
Afterwards, colorful fireworks burst into the sky above the entire Jingyuan Garden.
"So beautiful!" After recovering from the accident, Su Bei looked up at the sky full of fireworks and said in surprise.
During the Chinese New Year, although Su Bei and the others occasionally saw fireworks in the county town, they were all from a distance. For the first time, when Su Bei was so close to the fireworks, these dazzles seemed to be released above their heads. , Looking at it, the entire line of sight is filled with colorful fireworks, this feeling is not too dreamy.
"Dad," Subei pulled Mr. Qin's arm: "Let's go outside and see."
Qin Shao: "It's cold outside, so it's the same here."
"It's not the same, fireworks have to be seen outside to feel immersive."
Su Xiaobao also nodded in agreement.
Facing his daughter's rare insistence, Mr. Qin finally nodded: "Go and put on the clothes first."
It wasn't until he saw that both of Su Bei were wrapped up like a ball that Mr. Qin led them outside with satisfaction.
It was really cold outside, and Su Bei shuddered as soon as he came out. Looking at the fireworks, he subconsciously squeezed beside Mr. Qin.
"You know it's cold?" Qin Shao looked down at Su Bei and chuckled.
"is acceptable."
While Su Bei firmly stated that he was not cold, he kicked his cold hands into Mr. Qin's coat pocket.
The next second, the icy hand was wrapped in a warm big hand.
author:
Let me tell you, I like my next article so much~ Here’s to you Kangkang~
"There is a little dragon cub called my mother", you can see it in the author's column, I like to collect it first (ps: put it in advance, this book is not finished yet, don't worry~~)~
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Su Mi had just entered this world, and before she had time to adapt to life in the new world and clean up the mess left by her original body, new troubles came to her door.
—On this day, as soon as Su Mi opened the door, she saw a four- or five-year-old cute baby squatting in front of her house, calling her "Mom" when she opened her mouth.
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[1]
Su Mi: They said I'm not your mother!
Cub: Well, if my mother said no, it's not.
Sumi: Don't call me "Mom" again!
Cub: Alright, mom.
[2]
Su Mi: Son, you have also seen the situation in our family. I can no longer support you. You should find another way.
Cub: Is mom very short of money
Su Mi wiped away tears and nodded, and saw the little cub took out several small gold bricks from his butt pocket.
Zaizai (his face hurts): I gave my favorite things to my mother, you have to save some money.
[3]
Sumi: My son's hair is so thick and soft.
Sumi: Huh! Son, why do you have a small bag on your head! It's not a rare disease! No, let's go to the hospital immediately.
Cub: Mom, this is not a small bag, the father said it is a dragon horn.
Zizai: Also, the dragon horns cannot be touched by others (covering his head).