Chapter 280 The Second Round in the Restaurant

Feng Yimei was like a chief examiner, throwing the dumpling skins spread out in her hands to two men one by one, just like giving out test papers, and both men skillfully put the dumplings wrapped in their hands on the curtain ladder in front of them.

A woman and two men cooperated very well, and the first dough was wrapped

Feng Yimei made a review of the first round: the two men were equal, but Hu Shuangshi made one less than Chu Feng. Although the shapes of the two men made dumplings were different, the quality was not comparable.

In fact, Hu Shuangshi's speed of making dumplings was higher than Chu Feng, but he deliberately lags behind Feng Yimei in the end and looked at Hu Shuangshi with confusion and said: This round is defeated by Double Ten, come on!

Hu Shuangshi smiled mysteriously, saying nothing, although Chu Feng won the first round, he was just a dumpling gap and was not very proud. He was secretly prepared for the second round.

Feng Yimei's exquisite hands started to knead the second dough again

While rubbing the noodles, Feng Yimei asked Hu Shuangshi: Double Ten, the New Year's Day at your house will be very lively.

A family of six or seven people, a group of people makes dumplings and watches together, is really an enviable family happiness!

When it comes to home, Hu Shuangshi inevitably aroused a faint sorrow and said: The Spring Festival in previous years was very lively, but this year it was deserted.

I am here, my brother is in prison, and Sun Juan is also in prison. The original eight people in the family are only five of them this year. Feng Yimei slowed down her kneading dough and looked at him softly.

Double Ten, although this is the case, you are not sad. Your enemies are no longer there. Your two sisters are back and your mother is back. Although this year's Spring Festival is missing you two brothers, overall, it is a happy ending. Your family should be very happy at this moment!

Hu Shuangshi also said with deep feelings: Sister Yi is right, our family should be happy this year's Spring Festival, because the disaster of our Hu family has ended and the beautiful life of my relatives has begun.

I have to thank you Sister Yi. Without you, there would be no such thing as us today. Don’t talk to me about Xie Yu. If you say thank you, you will be alienated. Don’t you remember it.

Feng Yimei looked at him angrily

I don't want to say it, but my inner gratitude can't be suppressed. I'm really glad that I met you in my life! Hu Shuangshi said that, his eyes couldn't help but moisten his eyes.

That's because we are destined to be. It's not easy for me to meet you. If you don't be grateful, you'll be a family! Feng Yimei's eyes were also surging.

Chu Feng looked at the two of them so moved, and of course he felt a sour feeling in his heart. Judging from this attitude, Feng Yimei and Hu Shuangshi's feeling of tung is far higher than that of himself.

Chu Feng suddenly had an idea while rolling jealously, and he interrupted and asked Hu Shuangshi ingeniously and trickyly: Shuangshi, today is New Year's Eve, so don't talk about those things that are sad, just say something happy.

Tell me when will your marriage with Zheng Xiaohong be held?

I'm in a hurry to have a wedding banquet

Such a topic is undoubtedly a pot of invisible cold water for Hu Shuangshi and Feng Yimei who are a little bit passionate about.

This is cleverly reminding the two people: Everything between you is Haishi Lip Tower, only I am qualified to pursue Feng Yimei

Although Chu Feng naturally clicked on this fact that no one could avoid, although the marriage between Zheng Xiaohong and Hu Shuangshi was defeated by Feng Yimei, at this time, Chu Feng pointed this with ulterior motives, Feng Yimei was still a little uncomfortable.

But I couldn't say anything wrong with this. Feng Yimei just lowered her head and kneaded her dough, and her eyes were a little dull.

Hu Shuangshi didn't want to go back to Xiao, and said frankly: It will be done after the Spring Festival, and you will definitely come and have a wedding banquet.

Feng Yimei's second dough was destroyed again, and the second round of dumpling making competition began subtly again.

Feng Yimei was touching the dough cakes in a slight manner while secretly watching the two men who were concentrating on making dumplings. She couldn't tell who she would belong to tonight's good night.