Making Dumplings

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the four of them had dumplings made by Song Ci and Lu Gan in the morning.

As Lu Gan was not very good at cooking, making dumplings was slightly difficult for him.

Fortunately, Song Ci knew how to. She held Lu Gan’s hand and taught him step by step. “It’s actually very simple.”

Lu Gan gave it a try, but in the end, it was different from Song Ci’s.

Song Ci looked at the oddly-shaped dumplings Lu Gan had made and laughed. “Forget it. You should just roll out the skin.”

Lu Gan refused to admit defeat. “Teach me again. Have some patience.”

Song Ci had no choice but to demonstrate it to him again. Lu Gan followed along as he watched. However, his fingers were not very flexible. Song Ci had no choice but to hold his hand again and shape it. “You didn’t even close it. It’ll leak when you cook it later.”

Lu Gan’s ears were filled with her gentle voice. Feeling the softness of her palm, he subconsciously looked up at her. Song Ci happened to lower her eyes, and their eyes met. An ambiguous feeling instantly surged.

Lu Gan could not help but kiss her. His kiss was gentle and lingering, painting her lips as moist as water.

Song Ci’s face was a little red from his kiss. She glared at him and said, “I told you to make dumplings. You haven’t even finished making them yet, and you’re already thinking of taking advantage of me.”

Lu Gan shook his head innocently. “I plead innocent. You were the one who got too close to me, and I couldn’t help myself…”

Song Ci was speechless.

Lu Gan moved closer, wanting to kiss her again. However, just when he was about to touch her lips, he quickly stopped.

Song Ci looked at his actions and was a little puzzled. ‘What was wrong? Has he finally found his conscience and did not want to take advantage of me anymore?’

She followed Lu Gan’s gaze and saw that Song Yujin was standing not far away with his eyes covered, facing them without moving.

“Yujin is up.” Song Ci did not know whether to laugh or cry.

“Can I open my eyes now?” Song Yujin asked, nodding.

Song Ci glared at Lu Gan and wanted to hit him with a rolling pin.

Lu Gan threw up his hands innocently. He had not expected Song Yujin to suddenly appear.

Song Ci said gently, “Yeah, you can,”

Only then did Song Yujin put his hand down and look at the two.

Song Ci nudged Lu Gan with his knee, signaling him to speak.

Lu Gan acted as if nothing had happened. He said to Song Yujin, “Are you hungry? Mommy and I are making dumplings. If you’re hungry, eat some fruit first.”

Song Yujin shook his head. He walked over to the dining table and looked at the dumplings. “I’ll help you guys.”

“Sure.” Song Ci walked to his side. “I’ll teach you.” She demonstrated it to Song Yujin once, then taught him again step by step before letting him try it.

Lu Qian looked at the shapeless dumplings in his hands and said to Song Yujin, “It’s a technical job, and it’s a little difficult. It’s fine if you can’t do it well, Yujin. Don’t be discouraged. I’ve been doing it all morning and can’t even do one properly.”

Song Yujin let go and looked at the dumpling in his hand. It looked similar to the ones Song Ci had taught him. He put the dumpling down with a faint expression. “I’m done.”

Lu Gan was speechless. He looked at the one in his hand and then at Song Yujin’s. Were they taught by the same teacher? In any case, he definitely did not want to admit that he had a problem.

“Yujin, you’re amazing.” Song Ci was pleasantly surprised.

“It was very simple,” Song Yujin said nonchalantly.

Lu Gan was speechless. Suddenly, he understood Lu Suo’s feelings. His older brother was too talented, while he, the younger brother, was just mediocre. He could not compare to him. Now, his son was too strong, and his father could not compare.

Song Ci broke into laughter and looked at Lu Gan. “It seems that some people aren’t skilled enough.”

“I think our son is too smart.” Lu Gan sighed with emotion. “I wonder which girl will be lucky enough to marry our Yujin in the future. I’m so curious.”

Song Ci lowered his head and looked at Song Yujin. If the future did not change, he would probably end up with the female lead, who was also Fu Qinqin’s sister, Fu Momo. Frankly speaking, he understood one thing at the end of the book. Yujin only chose to marry her because he felt that Fu Momo liked him a lot and would be less trouble. He had no feelings toward her it. Though, the current Yujin was different from the Yujin in the book. Perhaps everything would change. As long as he liked her, he had no objections.

Song Ci silently stuffed a coin she had prepared into the dumpling in her hand. Since it was the new year, she naturally had to have a piece of good luck.

It was not until the dumplings were finished that Lu Suo got out of bed in a daze.

Song Ci filled a bowl with dumplings, letting Lu Suo and Song Yujin eat first. The two babies were very considerate and waited for them to sit down before they started eating.