What made Xia Yu even more embarrassed was that although she screamed loudly, when all the children saw it, she could only clumsyly pick up a chubby dumpling, and while pinching, she had to deal with the dumpling fillings that popped up here or there.

Comrade Xia Yu, who has never been in the kitchen since she was a child, has eaten dumplings and seen others make dumplings, but where have they made dumplings herself?

However, the children didn’t know the embarrassment of this aunt. They all stretched their necks long and looked at them very seriously!

Of course, except Huihui, she accidentally knocked over the soup bowl during lunch. She had already changed her clothes and did not like to join in the fun with other children. She sat on a chair, staring at Luo Luo opposite her with narrow eyes, and smiling as silly as in the morning.

"Come on, kids, everyone will go back to their seats first, okay? Uncle and aunt, let's talk to you about how to make dumplings. You can see more clearly when you sit down." Just as Xia Yu was pinching her dumplings and sweating profusely, Yang Yan's voice came into her ears like a sound of nature.

Yang Yan's words seemed to be shutting down. The children's chattering suddenly stopped, and they all turned their heads to look at Yang Yan.

They knew this uncle and kept talking in the morning, but after all, the children did not have too much contact with Yang Yan, so their sudden behavior was naturally not as close as they did when they were playing with Xia Yu.

At this moment, only two older children sat down obediently, and the rest were all staring at Yang Yan blankly, a little at a loss.

"Come on, kids, sit down first. Auntie wants to see which kid moves the fastest and performs the best. He will give him extra points later, which will be rewarded!" Xia Yu also learned a trick from the life teacher and started to use it.

Xia Yu's words were much more useful than Yang Yan's. Under her urging, the children all returned to their positions and sat down.

In addition to Xiao Yanzi, she also hid behind Xia Yu timidly. Seeing this, Xia Yu simply pulled her by her side and sat down together.

Xiao Yanzi sat in Luoluo's position before Luoluo, but Luoluo didn't care at this moment, and she didn't even look at it. The little girl was held in her arms by her father, happily putting her little hand on her father's arm and sat comfortably. She looked like she was the queen who had just ascended the throne and sat on the dragon throne...

"Actually, there is a very simple way to make dumplings. Once you teach them, you can guarantee that you can learn it!" Yang Yan smiled and bragged about himself first.

The children are quite good at this. They look at Yang Yan with a eager look, obviously believing in Yang Yan's words, and a hint of desire is revealed in their small eyes.

Soon, at Yang Yan's call, they all picked up a piece of dumpling skin.

"Um, um, where is Luoluo?" Luoluo looked at the other children. She couldn't help but sit in her father's arms. She struggled to straighten up. Her hands were stretched out long, and her tiny fingers were snatching each other, as if she couldn't wait.

"Okay, Luo Luo also has one, but don't make it on your father, learn with him..." Yang Yan had no choice but to give her a dumpling skin.

"Hehe!" The little girl was still very happy. No matter what her father said later, she raised her head, bared her teeth with her father, and smiled happily.

"Let's put the dumpling filling first. Please be careful not to put too much, about half a spoon. If you are like your uncle, too little will not taste good, and too much will not be well-packed, which will break the dumpling skin!" Yang Yan smiled and set an example for them.

However, even if Yang Yan said it carefully, he even said that the dumpling filling should account for a fraction of the dumpling skin, but the children still couldn't make it well.

Some children have scooped too much dumpling stuffing. I wonder if they didn’t hear it clearly. She didn’t have enough spoon, and even scooped a second spoon. The dumpling stuffing was covered with the dumpling skin and overflowed into her hands!

Of course, there are also those that are too small, like a few older children. In order to do it according to Uncle Yang's requirements, they carefully made a little.

Fortunately, Xia Yu stood up at this time, volunteered to walk around, and guided the children to adjust the amount of dumpling filling properly.

Luo Luo didn't have this trouble. The dumpling skin she was holding and the dumpling filling in the middle were scooped up by her father.

However, when Yang Yan just scooped the dumpling filling for Luoluo, he saw that the little girl blinked her big eyes and began to focus on the dumpling filling in her hand, and her petite nose was still sucking.

What delicious is this? It smells so good!

Luo Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't tell the difference between raw meat and cooked meat!

Moreover, the dumpling filling is indeed very fragrant. The fat and lean meat, carrots, corn kernels, and mushrooms seem to be mixed into the meat filling, with a little sesame oil inside, which smells particularly attractive!

"Luoluo, you have to take it too, don't overturn it... Hey, you can't eat it!" Yang Yan was about to remind the little guy, but he was surprised to see that the girl actually raised her little hand and her mouth was open, wanting to eat it on the colorful meat filling!

At this critical moment, fortunately, Yang Yan's big hand arrived in time and pressed the little girl's little hand to prevent her little mouth from touching.

Why is this girl giving everything to her mouth?

Yang Yan looked at Luo Luo in surprise, and she raised her head and looked at her father innocently, as if saying:

I'm blaming me, who made your dumpling filling so fragrant?

"Luoluo, this cannot be eaten yet. It is raw and you will have diarrhea after eating it!" Yang Yan explained with a smile, "We have to wrap the dumplings and steam them before we can eat them!"

Luo Luo blinked her big eyes, and didn't know if she understood her father's meaning, so she actually said to her father on her own: "The dumplings are so good, so hens them very much!"

She did eat dumplings and often eat them at home. Yang Yan also made dumplings with shrimp for her.

But, where is the answer? Yang Yan was defeated by his daughter's sarcastic voice and very serious reply.

"Okay, let's wrap it up. Children, don't worry, uncle, how to wrap it!" Yang Yan set an example, "We first fold it in half, pinch the middle of the dumpling skin, then on the right, use the tiger's mouth on the right, here, pinch the dumpling skin in the middle, and then on the left, also use the tiger's mouth on the left. Finally, the thumbs of our hands are stuck together, just like grasping a stone. Don't use too much force, just pinch it. Look, this is the dumplings that are wrapped in this way!"

The method is the simplest, but not many children have learned it all at once. Their movements are still very inflexible. They lower their heads and compete with the dumpling skin.

There was an eleven or two-year-old boy who took the lead and imitated all the movements taught by Uncle Yang. After he made the dumplings, he held the dumplings excitedly and shouted: "Uncle, look, look! I've made them!"

His screams attracted the attention of other children, and everyone looked over.

"Great, this pack is very standard, keep cheering." Yang Yan smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

This praise was seen by the children, and a hint of envy flashed in their eyes.

Luo Luo also saw it. She didn't know how to do it. Seeing that the brother was praised by her father, the little girl seemed to have reacted and began to lower her head, wanting to show her to her father!
Chapter completed!