When Hu Jiaojiao returned home, all the cubs had already returned.
They put on their winter clothes and crowded in the corner of the living room waiting for Hu Jiaojiao. They looked like they were disgusted by the snow outside, but they were unwilling to go upstairs first in order to wait for her.
Compared with Shi Longmo who was standing at the door waiting for his wife, they were like a group of little quails.
This was the scene she saw when Hu Jiaojiao walked in and took off her hood.
The cubs huddled together. Yin Cang was slightly better, but he was also unwilling to go near the door, as if the snowflakes outside were poisoned.
"What's going on?" Hu Jiaojiao was a little confused.
The kids shook their heads and said nothing.
Long Mo felt ignored, so he walked forward to help Hu Jiaojiao take off her cloak, and shook off the snow seeds on it at the door, allowing the cold air to dissipate at the door.
"Long Mo, did you bully the cubs?" Hu Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at Long Mo suspiciously.
Otherwise, why would he look so listless
"No." Long Mo answered honestly. Fearing being misunderstood, he added, "They just hate winter."
Orc cubs all hate winter.
In their eyes, winter means hunger and cold.
The cubs had all been abused in the winter, so they subconsciously felt disgusted when they saw snowflakes.
Long Mo didn't think it was a big deal. In the past, Zizi would always be around Jiaojiao. Now that winter is here, Jiaojiao belongs to him alone.
Fox Jiaojiao suddenly realized.
Seeing the listless appearance of the cubs, she felt distressed.
She suddenly had an idea and looked at the cubs and said, "Mom will make delicious food for you today. Is there any cub willing to help?"
Long Yao, who was hiding at the back, moved his ears instantly, used his hands and feet to crawl out, and ran over with his hands raised and eyes wide open.
He ran and shouted: "Wo! Mom, I'm here to help~"
Just now, when he was helping his mother peel pomegranates, he got a few big ones and even ate some secretly.
He would not miss such a good thing.
"Mom, I'll help you too." Long Linger trousered to Hu Jiaojiao, grabbed her trouser leg and called sweetly.
The kids behind looked at each other and walked out not wanting to be left behind.
Long Mo, who had just been feeling complacent about being able to live in a world of two, suddenly turned face dark.
Seeing that the cubs were all paying attention, Hu Jiaojiao smiled and turned to look at Long Mo:
"Long Mo, help me light a pot of charcoal and bring it to the living room. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients."
The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, from snow seeds to heavy snow, and the temperature has dropped sharply. In order to prevent the cubs from being overwhelmed by the winter, we must first make them feel less cold.
"Okay." Long Mo went to burn charcoal without saying a word.
Worried that Hu Jiaojiao would be cold, Long Mo burned two pots of charcoal and placed them in the living room.
After closing the door, the large living room quickly became warm.
Hu Jiaojiao also quickly brought over the ingredients.
She is preparing to make dumplings.
Orcs have big appetites, so she tried to make simple food in the past. She had never made dumplings before. If she made them by herself, she would probably have to make enough for the whole family for one meal in a day.
But now it's winter and everyone is free, so we can work together.
"Mom, what is this?" Long Linger asked curiously as she looked at the flour that Hu Jiaojiao poured into the basin.
Long Zhong also came over, frowned and looked disgusted, "You want to feed us with ashes?" Although it was white ashes.
Long Yao sneaked up behind Hu Jiaojiao, stretched out his finger into the basin, poked it, got flour on his finger, and put it in his mouth to suck on it.
"Why is there no taste..."
His chubby face was full of confusion.
He stretched out his hand again and wanted to try it, but was discovered by Long Mo, who glanced at him and hid behind Yin Cang in shame.
Now Yin Cang is his backer.
Yin Cang and a few of the cubs also had curiosity on their faces. After coming here, he found that Hu Jiaojiao could always do things he had never heard of.
In Yin Cang's eyes, this place is like a fairyland.
"This is called flour, not ash. It's used to make dumpling skins. Today mother will teach you how to make dumplings." Hu Jiaojiao answered the cubs' questions one by one with a gentle smile.
"What are dumplings?" Even the most steady Long Yu couldn't help but ask, his curiosity aroused.
"Dumplings are... the food that the Beast God eats in winter." Hu Jiaojiao said without hesitation.
The Beast God can be used as a shield for all problems.
"Mom, does the Beast God also eat dumplings?" Long Yao asked curiously with his eyes wide open, "Then if Xiao Wu eats dumplings, will he become as awesome as the Beast God?"
As the little guy spoke, he couldn't help but clench his fists, looking a little excited.
Even a little fat boy wants to become strong.
Before Hu Jiaojiao could answer, Long Xiu suddenly replied, "You may not become stronger, but you will definitely get fatter."
"Ouch!" Long Yao was so angry that he let out a roar like a small animal and pouted his lips in grievance.
Several kids burst into laughter.
Even Yin Cang, who had always had a cold expression, had a hint of smile on his face.
This was the warmest and most cozy winter he had ever experienced since he was born.
Hu Jiaojiao added water and kneaded the flour into dough, rolled the dough into thin sheets, then cut it into slices and set aside.
Long Mo also received his task with satisfaction - chopping meat.
The kitchen knife seemed to become a work of art in his hands. He made smooth movements and even used the knife to perform some fancy moves. He soon chopped the large piece of meat into fine minced meat that was even more uniform than that produced by a meat grinder.
Even when he was chopping meat with a kitchen knife, he couldn't conceal his cold, arrogant and noble temperament.
After a while, the ingredients for making dumplings were ready.
A few kids brought their small stools to the table, looking eager to try.
Yin Cang stood awkwardly beside the table, feeling that as an outsider he was a little redundant here. Just as he was about to leave quietly, a white and tender little hand suddenly reached out and grabbed him.
"Yin Cang, come here quickly."
Long Linger pulled his clothes and left a place for him.
Looking at Long Linger's expectant eyes, Yin Cang pursed his lips and walked over to sit down.
Long Ling'er was sitting on the right of Hu Jiaojiao, and the seat on the left was empty. Long Yao was holding a small stool and was about to move over, but unexpectedly a long leg came in halfway.
When Long Yao looked up, he saw Long Mo's slightly narrowed eyes.
There was a threat in his eyes.
As if to say: Get out of the way, this is my place.
Long Yao grinned awkwardly, then gave up his seat with his tail between his legs.
Long Mo took a bench and sat down on the left side of Hu Jiaojiao as a matter of course.
At this moment, the kids had already forgotten that it was snowing heavily outside, and all their attention was on the dumpling skins in Hu Jiaojiao's hand.
"This is the dumpling wrapper. Put the meat on top, then fold the two sides together. Dip it in some water and pinch the sides tightly. Then it's done..."
Hu Jiaojiao demonstrated and explained at the same time.
Although Long Mo's cooking skills were not very good, he learned how to make dumplings very quickly. Following Hu Jiaojiao's instructions, he quickly made the same dumplings.