Chapter 265 - Chapter 265: Coins in the Dumplings
Chapter 265: Coins in the Dumplings
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Two hours later, Gong Yifeng pulled a long face and obediently rolled back to the Gong mansion despite his reluctance.
“Second Brother, why did you ask me to come back?”
“Put up couplets.”
Gong Yifeng was dumbfounded.
Putting… Putting… Putting up couplets?
Is there a mistake?
“Second Brother, just let Tang De come for this kind of thing, why do you have to call me back, I’m still in a hurry to catch up with the show.”
Upon hearing this, Gu Wan’an said angrily, “Today is New Year’s Eve, a day for family reunion, it’s meant to be spent with family.”
“Whatever New Year’s Eve, reunion, I still have things to do, I’m leaving first ah!”
As the words fell, he lifted his cashmere coat ready to slip away.
Gong Mingye put down the newspaper and said calmly, “If you dare to take a step out of the Gong residence today, 1’11 break your dog legs.”
At that moment, Gong Yifeng’s left foot, which was stretched out, retracted.
Gu Wan’an was amused.
It was really as the saying goes, every item has a weakness!
Next, the division of labor was clear.
Gu Wan’an was in charge of making dumplings, and the New Year’s Eve dinner.
And Gong Yifeng looked at the huge pile of things in front of him, already dumbfounded; “What’s all this stuff?”
Gu Wan’an glanced at it and explained; “Door gods, spring couplets, window decorations, blessings, and New Year’s paintings.”
Gong Yifeng secretly muttered twice, but in the end, he didn’t dare to resist.
Like an aggrieved little wife, she grunted and huffed as she carried the ladder and went to put up the couplets.
Gu Wan’an, on the other hand, was busy cooking the meat, chopping the meat filling, and frying the meatballs …
She was almost overwhelmed with work!
Gong Mingye glanced at Gong Yifeng, who was putting up couplets, and then at the slender figure busy in the kitchen.
The sound of mincing meat was mixed in with his ears.
Although it was noisy, it was not annoying.
For some reason, it felt very warm and had the smell of human life.
After putting up the couplets, it was already dark. Gong Yifeng lay lazily on the sofa, motionless. He had no intention of going out to fool around.
Gu Wan’an walked out with dumpling filling.
Raising her foot, she kicked Gong Yifeng’s calf; “Don’t be lazy, get up quickly and wrap the dumplings.”
“Don’t bother me, 1 just want to be a lying salted fish now.”
“Then let’s make this clear in advance. Don’t touch anything during the New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.”
“If you don’t touch it, then don’t touch it. Whoever touches it is a bastard…By the way, what’s for the New Year’s Eve dinner?”
“Chicken, duck, fish, all of them. Why?”
“Don’t just stand there. Put it down quickly. I want to make dumplings. I’m so hardworking. I’m like a hardworking little bee.”
Then, he seemed to feel that something was wrong. He frowned and said, “Why are you only commanding me and not my Second Brother?”
Gu Wan’an said matter-of-factly, “Of course, you have to pick the soft persimmons.”
Gong Yifeng:
He suddenly felt offended.
However, it didn’t matter, and the two sat on the sofa and started wrapping dumplings.
Gong Mingye’s gaze swept across the room.
He put down the newspaper in his hand and learned to wrap it together in style.
“Wow, awesome, the wrapping is really good.” Gu Wan’an was very cuddly and patted his arse.
“Average.”
Gong Mingye said calmly.
However, the corners of his mouth curled up secretly, proving that the praise was very useful.
On the side, Gong Yifeng was not willing to show weakness; “What about me?”
“It’s also great, to think that you know two other wrapping methods, 1 didn’t see it, you’re quite impressive!”
“Of course! When 1 stop acting in the future, I’ll open a dumpling shop and make dumplings every day!”
The corners of Gu Wan’an’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Oh, you really don’t stand up to compliments, and after just one sentence of praise, your tail is almost up to the sky!
“Oh right, don’t forget to put coins in the dumplings.” She reminded him again.
Gong Yifeng:”
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