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In the north, dumplings are also a delicacy of great significance. During festivals, dumplings are made in the north. Even for seasonal festivals such as Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, you can make dumplings.

It’s delicious but dumplings. This is not a word of fun. You can’t focus on another sentence that is with this.

Today, the dumplings at Liu Fugui's house are made of super three-fresh stuffing, leeks, eggs, pork, shrimp, shrimp, and squid.

I was not so generous during the Chinese New Year in previous years. At most, I had to add some shrimp. The shrimp had to be chopped and some squid, and even if it was a big three-fresh filling.

The dishes and chicken are sold well, and today's seafood was brought by Han Dong. This is the exchange of etiquette. Every time I come here, I will bring some.

After the prawns were thawed, Liu Fugui began to peel the shrimps and remove the shrimp thread. Cut the leeks into the leeks, chop the meat filling, and chew it with a frozen pear. This is Lele.

When the two families gathered together to eat this thirty-year-old dumpling, Liu Fugui thought he should prepare more. This is a little more ingredients, and the ingredients are more, and the filling is a big pot.

But this is nothing. Anyway, it is the Chinese New Year stage now, so you can continue to make a purchase tomorrow. As usual, you have to eat dumplings on the morning of the first day of the New Year.

"Dad, can I help make dumplings too?" Seeing that the little guy started rolling the dough, he asked pitifully by Liu Fugui.

"Of course, I'll learn how to make dumplings from my dad later." Liu Fugui lit a little on his little nose, and the flour was stained with the tip of his nose.

Xiao Lele doesn’t care about flour or not, so people feel very proud. My sister can help her mother make dumplings, and she can also help her father make dumplings.

After washing his hands in the basin next to him, the little guy pushed the big chair over and then climbed up to stand. Otherwise, it wouldn't work, he wasn't tall enough.

This is something the little guy did when he thought of it, but it was exchanged for everyone's praise, and it was so beautiful to give it to the little guy. People really don't think too much of such praise.

"Lele, like my father, scoop a little stuffing and put it in the middle of the dough. Then put a big shrimp and slowly pinch it on both sides. This is to make dumplings." Liu Fugui said while demonstrating to Lele.

The little guys looked at him well, and then he thought that this life seemed quite simple.

I also picked up a piece of dough, scooped up the filling with a spoon and put it in the middle of the dough. My little brow frowned, as if it was a bit too much, it should be more than my father had just put.

There was also a way, so he used a spoon to push it down, and then he was very satisfied. He grabbed a shrimp with his small hands and put it in a regular manner. Before he could have time to be happy, his small hands shook, and even the stuffed and skinny stuffed fell on the table.

The little guy looked at Liu Fugui timidly, and his little face also wrinkled. He really wanted to make dumplings for his father, not to make trouble for his father, nor to throw the dumplings on the table.

"Oh, why is this dumpling skin so naughty? Look at dad, you have to clean it up and obey it." Seeing that his daughter's little face immediately looked like it was raining heavily, Liu Fugui hurriedly said.

He picked up the dumpling skin randomly and grabbed the dumpling filling and shrimp that had just dropped to the side. He quickly wrapped a dumpling with a pretty good look.

"Dad, Lele can't even cover it." Xiao Lele said aggrievedly, his little face still wrinkled.

Although the dumplings were wrapped by my father, they were not made by myself. The dumpling skins were not obedient and insisted on running to the table.

"Lele, the dumpling skin is so unbearable. Try it with the skin rolled by grandma for you." Wang Fengru, who was next to her, rolled out a small dumpling skin and handed it over.

"Um"

The little guy responded in a low mood, then stretched out his hand to pick up the dumpling skin. The cautious look made Liu Fugui feel so distressed.

Even if my baby daughter falls, she won’t cry easily, but she is really about to cry just now. It’s not the fault of her children, but she is the one who makes the mistake.

With such a little hand, are you giving someone such a big dumpling skin? Are you trying to make your child make mistakes on purpose?

Lele dragged this little dumpling skin just in his hands. Then this time, he also had experience, so he made a little stuffing, placed the shrimps, and began to carefully squeeze the dumpling skin.

This is the first real dumpling for Lelebao. Even if some of the fillings are exposed from the pinched dumpling skins, the guy still gave warm applause after the little guy put the dumplings.

It was raining heavily just now, but now it was cloudy and sunny, or the kind that was sunny. Because Lele was happy, he showed a smile.

Not only Liu Fugui, but others all breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. They were all a little worried just now, because this little guy almost cried.

Although it’s a small person, every move is the center of gravity of the family. Seeing her having fun playing, even if she is just making a mess, she will feel very good.

With the successful experience of this first dumpling, Xiao Lele is full of motivation and the more you pack it, the smoother it becomes.

But after all, it’s a child. Don’t worry about the shape of the dumplings you make. People wrap the skin with the filling, right? The dumpling skin is not pinched properly? You don’t have to worry about it. What do you adults do for? I wonder if you secretly help pinch it while the little guy is not paying attention?

Now that this dumpling is wrapped, it is also extremely happy. As for the Spring Festival Gala, I really forgot about this. I didn’t even turn on the TV. I was very dedicated to making dumplings.

In Lijiagou, dumplings at 30 kilometres must be eaten after midnight. But there is Xiao Lele, and the goods will be delivered tomorrow, so after packing, they will be cooked directly.

Lele was so nervous, especially after seeing Liu Fugui cook the dumplings she made with the small pot next to him, he moved his position and looked at the small pot.

The water in the pot boiled again, lifted the lid of the pot and watched the dumplings rolling inside. Lele's little mouth pursed, and the corners of his mouth also rose up.

Liu Fugui is now fishing for fishing. It is already very cooked to cook dumplings. He just took out two pots, one large and one small, and added some dumpling soup to it. Lele from there also helped everyone arrange the bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Chapter completed!