"Sister An, thank you for giving me this pair of silver bracelets," Meiya stretched out her hands in front of Xiao An. On the slender and white wrists, there is a pair of silver double-button bracelets wrapped in silk. This is a wedding gift from Xiao An and Pang Yi. Meiya liked it so much that she put it on the next day. It hasn't been taken off since then. At this time, I felt a little embarrassed towards Xiao An, "I should have picked it off when I went to the ground. You see, I forgot."
Xiao An hurriedly said: "This bracelet was consecrated in the temple. It is said that it has the effect of praying for blessings and warding off disasters. Madam often wears it around her body for good luck, and there is no need to take it off."
In order to prepare a suitable gift for Meiya. Xiao An's brain was completely troubled. She is not short of money, but she can't give too much money, so she inquired with the clerk in the store. Said it was Ning Guta's side. When the bride goes out. Her natal family had the custom of giving away silver bracelets, so she went to a jewelry store and bought the best pair of silver bracelets. It was specially sent to the temple for consecration before it was sent to Meiya.
"Look, I've already called you elder sister, but you still call me Mrs. Long and Mrs. Mrs. Short. You're so lucky." Meiya said with a smile.
"Yes, what my sister said is true." Xiao An was startled, and then said with a smile.
"Let's go. It's a sunny place, let's go back to the house and talk." Meiya said, walking away talking and laughing with Xiao An, Zhong Mingwei and Pang Yi followed slowly.
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"Those two sets of houses are not far from Nanshan Bieyuan, but only a mile or two," Pang Yi said while rolling out the leather. He has stayed in the Southern Xinjiang Camp for fifteen years, and every New Year's Eve the soldiers will I made dumplings together. He doesn’t know how to make dumplings very much, but he is good at rolling the skins. “A house with two entrances is on the west side of Nanshan Bieyuan, and a house with three entrances is separated from Nanshan Bieyuan. This pond."
"Then buy the three-in-one one, so you won't feel cramped when you have a doll in the future," Meiya said to Pang Yi with a smile while making dumplings deftly, "By the way, have you two made an appointment yet?"
Pang Yi was a little embarrassed, glanced at Xiao An, and then said with a smile: "We want to wait two days to go to the temple to offer incense, and then find the master master in the temple to choose an auspicious day."
"That's it. Getting married early will save Sister An from staying in the inn all the time, which is inconvenient anyway," Meiya said, watching Xiao An from time to time to sneak a glance at her, and clumsily kneading dumplings, she turned towards Xiao An Sitting next to Shi, then took a new dumpling wrapper and slowly wrapped it for Xiao An, smiling, "Do you understand?"
"Understood," Xiao An nodded, put the badly wrapped dumpling aside, took another dumpling wrapper, and then wrapped it into a four-face, Xiao An looked at the four-face in his hand, very melancholy, " How can I be so stupid?"
"Pinch the dumplings back and forth three times. Anyway, the filling is not leaking. It doesn't matter what kind of shape it is." Meiya hurriedly comforted her, "It's my first time making dumplings, and it's much worse than you."
"Then I'll come over and learn how to make dumplings with you more often in the future." Xiao An said, hearing Pang Yi and Meiya talking about eating dumplings just now, she didn't feel very happy. She knew that Pang Yi loved dumplings, but Since she was a child, she has never touched the spring water with her ten fingers. How can she know how to make dumplings? In the past, there were maids and servants in the family, and she never thought of learning these things, but now it is different, she is about to get married, and she wants to prepare three meals a day for her husband like other young wives. .
"You must be quick to learn if you're so smart," Meiya looked at the tray full of dumplings while looking up, "Where's Ming Wei?"
"Playing chess with Mr. Gu." Pang Yi said, while rolling out the last dumpling skin and handing it to Xiao An, he leaned over and watched Xiao An making dumplings.
Xiao An was so nervous that she was already clumsy after being stared at by Pang Yi, but now her hands were trembling a little. She glared at Pang Yi and whispered, "What are you looking at?"
Pang Yi didn't laugh: "Look at you making dumplings for the first time."
"I'm not making dumplings." Xiao An looked at the four different shapes in his hands, and was very discouraged. "Even children can't keep up with the skill of making clay in children's play."
"I don't dislike it," Pang Yi laughed even harder, fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, "No matter how ugly your bag is, it tastes better than other people's."
Meiya: "... Pang Yi, don't eat my dumplings from now on."