Chapter 85： Thanks dad (1/2)
Su Bei and Su Xiaobao soon returned to their rooms to clean up and put on New Year's clothes.
These two sets of clothes were prepared by Fu Bo for his sister and brother before. They are very suitable to wear on the two, and, at a glance, they are the same series of clothes.
Su Xiaobao's red (color) sweater, and the color (color) pattern on Su Bei's body is also the same as Su Xiaobao's, but it is just a long dress in sweater style.
In addition, a small badge was hung on each of the two's clothes.
This was customized by Su Bei in advance, and the badges of the two wrote ”Excellent Brother” and ”Excellent Sister” respectively.
When he saw the New Year's clothes worn by the two, Mr. Qin's eyes lit up, and a pride suddenly emerged in his heart: ”His own baby, it looks good in any way”.
”Dad, how is it? Is it particularly festive for me and Su Xiaobao to wear this?” Su Bei asked Qin Shao with a smile.
”not bad.”
The two thought that this suit was prepared by Fu Bo, but they didn't know that this suit was actually selected by Mr. Qin and asked the design team to come over and select it personally.
Subei: ”Is it like Fuwa?”
Qin Shao: Like.
Su Xiaobao: ”It's just like a New Year's gift on the side of the shop door.”
As a little boy whose aesthetics are not broad enough, Su Xiaobao still has a sense of repulsion of red (color), especially when he is still wearing the ”fu” underwear that is very resistant.
Qin Shao: Do n’t beat children during the Chinese New Year.
”That's Fuwa!” Su Bei twisted on Su Xiaobao's arm.
At this time, Mr. Qin also changed his clothes.
It was the white (color) casual shirt just now and the red (color) tie that Subey wore for him. Mr. Qin wore a dark gray (color) sweater.
Unlike the usual serious and cold suit, Mr. Qin's relaxed dress really looks a lot younger.
Su Bei looked at Mr. Qin brightly.
As for the phrase ”a lot younger”, Subei wisely did not say it directly.
Subei: ”Dad is so handsome today.”
Upon hearing this, Mr. Qin smiled.
Su Xiaobao also glanced at Mr. Qin: It's not bad.
But compared to this, he was more curious: Dad even wore the tie that Su Bei bought, and then did the guy wear the **** he was wearing?
Of course, Mr. Qin will not give Su Xiaobao this opportunity to verify.
”Come on, go down for breakfast.”
With the long-term efforts of Su Bei, Mr. Qin finally got rid of the bad habit of not eating early.
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After breakfast, before Mr. Qin got started, Su Bei and Su Xiaobao had swiftly put the tableware into the kitchen.
Su Xiaobao washes the dishes inside, while Su Bei brought out the ingredients of two large plates.
”Dad, let's make dumplings.”
The dumplings (meat rou) stuffing and dough are prepared in advance by the kitchen.
They now only need to wrap the dumpling skin and wrap it.
”Do you make dumplings?”
Mr. Qin: ”...”
As if tortured by the soul.
Seeing Mr. Qin not talking, Su Bei was so impressed that he smiled and said, ”Then let me teach dad.”
After hearing the words, Mr. Qin smiled and said: ”Xiao Beihui?”
Subei: ”Of course, I am a master.”
Su Bei quickly laid out several pieces of dumpling skin on the chopping board and took one to demonstrate to Mr. Qin.
”That's enough, isn't it simple?”
Mr. Qin: Not bad.
Mr. Qin took the dumpling skin and started his first attempt at an unpleasant speed.
”Here I have to pinch it like this.” Su Bei was guiding beside him, just like Mr. Qin taught Su Bei to tie a tie before.
Su Xiaobao washed the dishes out and saw such a warm scene of father and daughter.
However, Su Xiaobao didn't feel warm. He just looked at Mr. Qin's stiff dumplings in his hands and wanted to laugh at it: finally found a place where his father was not as good as himself.
Su Xiaobao used to pick up a piece of leather, quickly wrapped a dumpling, and placed it next to the ”ugly dumpling” that Mr. Qin had wrapped before.
”Su Xiaobao, hurry up and wrap it up before dinner.”
”Relax, how long it takes to make dumplings.”
”Are you sure? I told you that these should be wrapped.” Subai pointed to the pots.
”Just three of us eat so many bags (dry gan)?”
”These are what we ate today, and the rest of us swiftly moved and took to the road to eat, and there was also for Fu Bo and Uncle Chen.”
”Oh.” Su Xiaobao speeded up.
On the side, looking at the pictures of two children making skin with one person and making dumplings with one person, Mr. Qin's eyes were stained with a smile.
But soon, Mr. Qin frowned slightly.
Looking at the clothes and sleeves of the two men rubbing against the chopping board, Mr. Qin couldn't bear it, and went into the kitchen to find two aprons.
”Stretch your hand.”
Looking at the small hands stretched over with flour, Mr. Qin didn't want to give up, and he rolled up two sleeves for Subei.
”Okay, turn around.” Mr. Qin put on an apron for his daughter.