"..." Who said that he knew so much! However, he just wanted to make it for the baby to eat alone. He pinched a few cute pigs for the baby, and then said, "Enough, don't wrap it, you've packed a lot."

"I have only made eight four-happy dumplings..." Su Jintang disagreed.

"Enough is enough!"

Qing Sulan couldn't bear to let her grandson-daughter-in-law work, "Just have fun, let's come for the rest! Yaoyao, take Tangtang to wash his hands, walk around, and relax."

"I'm not tired..." Su Jintang also wanted to help.

"Go quickly and go quickly, you don't have to be polite at Grandma San's house! With our bag, you just need to be responsible for eating and eating full!"

Grandma San was happy when she said this, "I bought it for you! Although it was not as good as your grandma... but the taste should be acceptable."

"Your third grandma hasn't cooked for many years. Tangtang, you have a good time."

Fu Deqiu smiled.

"Thank you, Grandma San, I will definitely finish it all!"

Su Jintang smiled and said.

"Hey...good boy! Go and have a rest. I have made so much, so I must be tired! If I want to eat dumplings in the future, I will come to find my third grandma and don't have to make it myself."

When Fu Qiuyue said this, she put on another look, "Third Grandma's cooking skills will definitely be better than now!"

"Thank you, Grandma Three..." Su Jintang was suddenly moved. She was so pampered and hurt by them.

"What about me?"

Fu Beiyao found that he was often ignored... "You, you want to eat dumplings, you can tell your grandparents that they will pack you up, so you don't have to come all the way. You are so busy and the journey is far away. Besides, how expensive the oil is..." "..." He is biased, and he is biased again! "Don't there a chef at home?"

Qing Sulan was too lazy to make money for him, "If you want to eat dumplings, just let the chef make money! Your grandfather and I are very busy every day, and we have to take a walk, go shopping, and raise some flowers and plants..." "..." "..." OK, he knew that he was the least favored one, and he shouldn't have asked that just now.

"Grandpa and grandma go out for more travel when you have time. The scenery outside is really beautiful!"

Su Jintang said.

"Okay, grandma will take you there, and grandma will accompany you wherever you want to go! But then again, grandma has nothing to do at home. If you miss us or want to eat the dishes we cook, you can come over at any time. Even in the middle of the night, grandma and grandma will get up to cook for you!"

Qing Sulan's tone was full of love.

"Thank you grandma!"

Su Jintang smiled happily again.

“Who said he was busy just now?

Do you have to take a walk, go shopping and raise some flowers and plants?"

Fu Beiyao asked with a dark face.

"I don't know why, but I'm very busy as soon as you come. When Tangtang comes, I'm fine again... Do you think this is God's arrangement?"

Qing Sulan smiled and made another dumpling.

What's up to God?

Don't push the blame to God! God said he was ignorant! "..." Fu Beiyao didn't want to talk to her, "Baby, I'll take you there for some breath."

Su Jintang smiled so hard, "Do you need to be breathable?"

"Fortunately, a baby loves me!"

Fu Beiyao came to the garden and carried Su Jintang into his arms, "One day I was kicked out of the house and was homeless, do you want to take me in!"

"Don't worry, I'll make delicious food for you!"

Su Jintang smiled and said, "I will make everything you want to eat for you! I will be with you and will always be by your side."

Fu Beiyao held her face in emotion and kissed her passionately for a long time before letting go, "The only thing you have to do in the future is to make yourself happy, pay attention to safety when going out, and love me forever! I will do the rest!"

Su Jintang hugged his waist, leaned his face against his chest, and smiled happily, "Okay..." I don't know how long it took, but the maid came over and invited him, "Young master, young lady, the dumplings are steamed and ready to eat."

Before Su Jintang could approach the dining table, Fu Deqiu, Qing Sulan and Fu Qiuyue picked up the plate at the same time and picked up a dumpling to feed Su Jintang.

Qing Sulan: "Tangtang, try the dumplings I made!"

Fu Deqiu: "I am a good person."

Fu Qiuyue: "My this is not bad either, it is the best one I have made! Come and try it."

Qing Sulan: "Eat mine first! She is my granddaughter-in-law."

Fu Deqiu: "She is also my grandson-in-law!"

"..." Fu Beiyao felt like a redundant existence... If Qing Sulan knew what he was thinking, she would definitely say: If it weren't like, you were.

"I'll come one by one, from left to right."

Su Jintang smiled and approached Fu Qiuyue. Fu Qiuyue was on the far left. Su Jintang wanted to eat it himself, but Fu Qiuyue had already picked up a dumpling, stretched out her hand, and reached in front of Su Jintang.

Su Jintang had no choice but to try it, "Beef dumplings?

It's delicious..." "Isn't it?"

When Fu Qiuyue heard her say this, she was immediately overjoyed.

"It's my turn!"

Qing Sulan fed the rose dumplings into Su Jintang's mouth and looked at her expectantly, "How is it?"

Su Jintang savored it carefully, swallowed it, and sincerely sighed, "It's so delicious!"

Qing Sulan was so happy, “Really?

Then you eat more! These are all yours!”

"Tangtang! This is the little pig Peiqi I made for you! I heard that girls like this."

Fu Deqiu also had a dumpling with him, hoping that Su Jintang would eat it.

Qing Sulan smiled so hard, "How young does that girl like Pig Pig?

Tangtang is at this age, and she likes the flowers and plants I make. It’s this cute movement and shape. It’s not a little pig Peiqi, okay!”

"Tangtang is also a child. In our family, she is the youngest child and needs protection and love the most!"

Fu Deqiu insisted on feeding Su Jintang to eat dumplings himself.

After eating one, Su Jintang was so moved that his nose was so sad. "The ones that Grandpa made were delicious, and they had a taste of happiness."

"Did you hear it? Tangtang praised me! The dumplings I made were delicious!"

Fu Deqiu was complacent.

"What do you know! Tangtang takes care of your face and doesn't want you to lose too ugly. In fact, the best one is the dumplings I made!"

Qing Sulan is very confident.

Compared with the lively atmosphere here, Fu Beiyao seemed a little deserted... No one fed him the dumplings, and no one waited for his reaction after eating them... So he picked up the chopsticks by himself. He originally wanted to eat the Sixi dumplings made by a baby, but Qing Sulan suddenly opened his hand, "These are made by Tangtang for us!"

OK! Then he can eat a goldfish dumpling, right?

As soon as his chopsticks approached the goldfish dumplings, he was beaten by Qing Sulan again.

"These are all Tangtang's, yours are there!"

When Fu Beiyao saw that his dumplings were the kind that were common on the market, ordinary dumplings, and they didn't have a good-looking shape, let alone a platter... Has he already fallen into this situation?

Can you only eat this?

"There are too many of these, I can't finish them. Let's sit down and eat together!"

Su Jintang greeted with a smile.
Chapter completed!