On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Hua Sheng walked into the kitchen and turned off the heat after cooking the dumplings for a long time. He really responded to Hua Zhi's crow's mouth, and the dumplings really turned into soup.

Hua Sheng brought the dumplings in and put them on the table. Everyone looked at each other and silently put down their chopsticks.

"Cough cough."

"Feng Xi, are you not good at rolling out dumpling wrappers? Look what they've become like? They're not strong at all!"

Hua Zhi coughed and looked at Feng Xi who was directly opposite him.

The tone was quite disgusting, and the tone was completely tense as before.

It was as if she wasn't the one who slapped someone just now.

"Nonsense! I rolled out the dough and you wrapped it. That's because you didn't hold it down, okay?"

"I asked you, can you make dumplings?"

Feng Xi had just sat down and couldn't take off her chopsticks when she saw the dumplings. When she heard Hua Zhi's words, she immediately became unwilling. How could this be her problem?

She rolled it very carefully!

My hands are going to cramp.

"You see clearly, I didn't do it alone!"

"I know what kind of dumplings I make. This bad one is definitely not mine. Wang Junxian, what's wrong with you? You're a big man and can't even make a dumpling. There's lotus root on top, and you made the filling of this dumpling."

Hua Zhi thought for a moment that it really had nothing to do with the dough rolling, then she shifted her gaze and looked at Wang Junxian. The lotus root one was made by Wang Junxian!

This one was white, and she would recognize it even if it was broken.

"Didn't you make the bad ones? Are there any good ones here?"

"I made the lotus root, but it was cooked by Qin Wanyu. My mother said that the dumplings will be spoiled if the heat is too high. Qin Wanyu, how do you think about the heat?"

Wang Junxian felt a little aggrieved because it was his first time doing it!

Originally, he said he would buy it directly or let his aunt at home do it, but the Huazhi sisters insisted on doing it themselves. But it turned out to be like this, and it was his fault!

It's better to go to Jiang Liu. He didn't reach out and continued the follow-up work.

No matter how you calculate it, it can't be attributed to him.

"I……"

"I cooked it!"

"What's going on?"

Qin Wanyu saw everyone in the circle looking at him and admitted directly.

Don't turn down, otherwise it will come back again.

In fact, these dumplings were really cooked by Qin Wanyu. Feng Xi and Hua Sheng were just whispering to each other next to each other. Feng Xi was talking and Hua Sheng was listening, as if it was something about Hua Lin...

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The question is what to do with the dumplings today.

"Didn't you say you wanted some soup? It's just right. There are two more pots, which is enough."

Hua Sheng took out the dumplings that they had cooked in two pots and put them on the table.

Three pots of soup with different flavors.

Fortunately, I didn't cook too much, otherwise I wouldn't be able to finish it.

When Jiang Liu heard this, he served a bowl to Mianzi, and several others also ate, especially Hua Zhi, who might have used force just now and exhausted his strength. After eating two bowls, he didn't mind it now.

In addition, everyone was worried about Hua Lin's matter, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding that it didn't happen. But regardless of the fact, they all knew in their hearts that it happened, and they were even vivid in their minds, but no one wanted to continue to affect their mood at this time.

The mention of Hua Lin is very heavy, and a few people would rather talk and change the subject...

"A Sheng, don't you want to eat?"

Hua Zhi asked suspiciously when she saw that Hua Sheng didn't move.

"When will I see you eating at night?"

Hua Sheng shook her head. She had always watched everyone eat.

And when Jiang Xinrui came downstairs with the prince, Jiang Liu and the others had already eaten all the food without knowing it...

This scene is a bit embarrassing.