Tan Mocai doesn't do such pretentious things, but here he is embarrassed to let Wei Zhiqian sit on the bed.
"When I was at my old house, I was thinking that it would be great if I could stay up late with you." Wei Zhiqian said in a low voice.
Fortunately, there would be fireworks outside from time to time, so he didn't worry that his words would be heard by Tan's family.
"So I came here. I didn't want to come in and disturb your family's New Year's Eve, so I just watched from outside." Wei Zhiqian explained.
Although before, he kept telling Tan Wenci that he was not here to destroy this family, but to join it.
But Wei Zhiqian knew that Tan Mo only had one reunion dinner at home and one less.
When no one else is around, we can only talk about our family and have reunion dinner, which is not often.
So, he didn't come in to disturb.
Leave all the space to Tan Jia's own people.
But after hearing what Wei Zhiqian said, a picture emerged in Tan Mo's mind involuntarily.
Wei Zhiqian was alone outside in the darkness, looking at the brightness and bustle of their home.
During the Chinese New Year, he watched their excitement alone.
Just because he wanted to stay up late with her.
It didn't matter if she didn't know, he just watched silently from outside.
"Just come in, why bother?" Tan Mo felt extremely distressed when he thought of that scene.
Wei Zhiqian touched the broken hair next to her ear, "It's a rare reunion dinner. If you don't have it a few times, you won't have the chance to eat it at home in the future. I can't take away the few opportunities your family has left. I'm here , the atmosphere is always different.”
Tan Mo blinked and understood what Wei Zhiqian meant.
This means that after they get married, she will have to have the reunion dinner at the Wei family.
My uncle has actually been thinking about this for so long.
Tan Mo felt a little sweet in his heart.
"Uncle, have you eaten the dumplings yet?" Tan Mo suddenly asked.
"Yes." Wei Zhiqian nodded, "I can't stay up late, so we will eat it tomorrow morning."
Wei Zhiqian also thought about Tan Mobao's dumplings.
His eyebrows slightly arched, "Do you still have the dumplings you made? If so, how many can you give me?"
Tan Mo's eyes were bright and he nodded hastily.
Anyway, as long as the fillings don't leak out, the dumplings she makes will still look good.
She has also eaten the rice cake fillings, brown sugar fillings and so on.
No matter how hard it is, it won't taste bad.
"Uncle, just wait." Tan Mo said immediately, "I have several kinds of bags at home, and I will get one for you."
"Okay." Wei Zhiqian smiled and nodded, looking forward to it.
Even if the stuffing wasn't Tan Mo's, the dumplings were made by Tan Mo himself, so he wanted to try them.
Tan Mo quickly went downstairs.
It was pitch dark downstairs, and Tan Mo didn't dare to turn on the light for fear of being discovered by his parents and brothers.
I just turned on the flashlight function of my phone to give myself some light.
Entering the kitchen, Tan Mo took out a bowl and took out the remaining dumplings from the refrigerator.
These dumplings are what Tanjia plans to eat in the morning.
Aunt Guo went home to celebrate the New Year and had to take seven days off.
So Tanjia used to make more dumplings and save them for breakfast the next day.
You can also eat it on New Year's Day, so you don't have to wrap it up.
Tan Mo took one of each flavor.
Although the shape of her dumplings is the same.
But the filling inside can still be distinguished through the white dumpling wrapper if you look carefully.
For example, chestnut filling, the light yellow color revealed from the dumpling skin will be a little brown.
The dumplings filled with brown sugar are flat, like pancakes, and still brown.
The jujube dumplings are red.
The only color that cannot show through is the rice cake filling.
Tan Mo took another dumpling stuffed with shrimp and meat.
Then boil it in water and heat it up.
Even if the house is warm, cold food from the refrigerator doesn't taste good.
Wei Zhiqian cannot be allowed to eat cold dumplings.
After cooking, Tan Mo took out the dumplings and put them into a bowl.
Pour out the water in the pot and brush out the pot.
I don't even dare to use the dishwasher.
To avoid being found out by family members that something is wrong in the morning.
After putting all these away, Tan Mo returned to the room with a bowl of dumplings.
"Uncle, you have a taste of what I just cooked." Tan Mo handed the bowl and chopsticks to Wei Zhiqian.
"Why is the shape of this dumpling different from the others?" Wei Zhiqian could tell at a glance.
"I didn't make this. All the dumplings I make are in this shape." Tan Mo pointed to the dumplings next to him.
Wei Zhiqian naturally tasted Tan Mobao first.
Take a bite, it's rice cake stuffing.
Eat another one, it’s a jujube.
Eat another one, it’s brown sugar.
The last one is from a chestnut.
Wei Zhiqian: "..."
"You didn't make any normal fillings?" Wei Zhiqian felt very strange.
Tan Mocai can't say it's because he doesn't know how to wrap it.
She puffed up her chest with a proud look on her face, "I only make dumplings with this special flavor. When my parents and brothers eat them, it's like eating coin dumplings. It's rare!"
When Wei Zhiqian thought about Tan Mo's status in the Tan family, he really had no doubts.
"Then everything in my bowl is full of good luck?" Wei Zhiqian said with a smile.
"Of course." Tan Mo nodded seriously, not feeling that he was fooling Wei Zhiqian at all.
To deceive others, you must first deceive yourself.
Tan Mo has practiced this very well.
"I make very few dumplings since I have the task of putting coins in them. My parents and eldest brother both ate a big plate before eating one. The second brother and the third brother finished the whole plate. I haven’t even eaten it yet.”
Tan Mo couldn't help but smile, "They were both full. I was afraid that they would burst, so I picked two pieces for them."
Tan Mo looked so proud when he said it.
Hearing this, Wei Zhiqian still didn't understand.
I'm afraid Tan Mo doesn't know how to make dumplings, so in order not to dampen her enthusiasm for participating in the Spring Festival labor, she was also afraid that she would be tired.
So Tan Jia came up with such a method.
Treat Tan Mo Bao’s dumplings as auspicious dumplings.
Since it brings good luck if you eat it, the quantity must be small to make it appear rare.
In this way, you don’t have to pack a lot when talking about Mo, and you can participate in it without getting tired.
However, no matter what kind of stuffing it is, as long as it talks about the ink bag.
After eating the hot dumplings, Tan Mo secretly took the dishes and chopsticks back to the kitchen to wash them.
Wei Zhiqian was waiting for her in the room.
When Tan Mo came back, Wei Zhiqian said, "I feel relieved when I see you."
"You should rest early." Wei Zhiqian said, then picked up the coat that was placed on the sofa and put it on.
Tan Mo was surprised, wouldn't my uncle stay
Her expression was too obvious.
Whatever was on his mind at this moment was written on his face.
"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the family is busy. You go to pay New Year's greetings, and there are many people coming to the house to pay New Year's greetings." Wei Zhiqian explained, "You have a good rest tonight, otherwise you will be tired tomorrow."