Chapter 573: Making Dumplings
"Sister An, thank you for giving me this pair of silver bracelets." Meiya stretched her hands in front of Xiao An's. On her slender and fair wrists, there was a pair of silver double-button bracelets wrapped with silk. These are Xiao An's and Pang Yi's Meiya liked the marriage gift given to her very much, she put it on the next day, and she didn't take it off after that, she felt a little embarrassed to Xiao An at this time, "I should have taken it off when I went to the ground , you see I forgot."
Xiao An hurriedly said: "This bracelet was consecrated in the temple. It is said that it has the effect of praying for blessings and warding off disasters. Madam often wears it around her body for good luck, so there is no need to take it off."
In order to prepare a suitable gift for Meiya, Xiao An's brains were exhausted. She was not short of money, but she couldn't give too much. Later, she inquired with the clerk in the shop and said that it was from Ning Guta's side. , when the bride went out, her natal family had the custom of giving silver bracelets, so she went to the jewelry store to buy the best pair of silver bracelets, and then sent them to the temple to consecrate before sending them to Meiya.
"Look, I've already called you elder sister, and you're still my wife and my wife's short, what a gift." Meiya said with a smile.
"Yes, what my sister said is true." Xiao An was startled, and then said with a smile.
"Let's go, this is a sunny place, let's go back to the house and talk." Meiya said, walking away talking and laughing with Xiao An, Zhong Mingwei and Pang Yi followed slowly.
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"Those two sets of houses are not far from Nanshan Bieyuan, but only a mile or two," Pang Yi said while rolling out the leather. He has stayed in the Southern Xinjiang Camp for fifteen years, and every New Year's Eve the soldiers will I made dumplings together. He doesn’t know how to make dumplings very much, but he is good at rolling the skins. “A house with two entrances is on the west side of Nanshan Bieyuan, and a house with three entrances is separated from Nanshan Bieyuan. This pond."
"Then buy the three-in-one one, so you won't feel cramped when you have a doll in the future," Meiya said to Pang Yi with a smile while making dumplings deftly, "By the way, have you two made an appointment yet?"
Pang Yi was a little embarrassed, glanced at Xiao An, and then said with a smile: "We want to wait two days to go to the temple to offer incense, and then find the master master in the temple to choose an auspicious day."
"That's it. Getting married early will save Sister An from staying in the inn all the time, which is inconvenient anyway," Meiya said, watching Xiao An from time to time to sneak a glance at her, and clumsily kneading dumplings, she turned towards Xiao An Sitting next to Shi, then took a new dumpling wrapper and slowly wrapped it for Xiao An, smiling, "Do you understand?"
"Understood," Xiao An nodded, put the badly wrapped dumpling aside, took another dumpling wrapper, and then wrapped it into a four-face, Xiao An looked at the four-face in his hand, very melancholy, " How can I be so stupid?"
"Pinch the dumplings back and forth three times. Anyway, the filling is not leaking. It doesn't matter what kind of shape it is." Meiya hurriedly comforted her, "It's my first time making dumplings, and it's much worse than you."
"Then I'll come over and learn how to make dumplings with you more often in the future." Xiao An said, hearing Pang Yi and Meiya talking about eating dumplings just now, she didn't feel very happy. She knew that Pang Yi loved dumplings, but Since she was a child, she has never touched the spring water with her ten fingers. How can she know how to make dumplings? In the past, there were maids and servants in the family, and she never thought of learning these things, but now it is different, she is about to get married, and she wants to prepare three meals a day for her husband like other young wives. .
"You must be quick to learn if you're so smart," Meiya looked at the tray full of dumplings while looking up, "Where's Ming Wei?"
"Playing chess with Mr. Gu." Pang Yi said, while rolling out the last dumpling skin and handing it to Xiao An, he leaned over and watched Xiao An making dumplings.
Xiao An was so nervous that she was already clumsy after being stared at by Pang Yi, but now her hands were trembling a little. She glared at Pang Yi and whispered, "What are you looking at?"
Pang Yi didn't laugh: "Look at you making dumplings for the first time."
"I'm not making dumplings." Xiao An looked at the four different shapes in his hands, and was very discouraged. "Even children can't keep up with the skill of making clay in children's play."
"I don't dislike it," Pang Yi laughed even harder, fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, "No matter how ugly your bag is, it tastes better than other people's."
Meiya: "...Pang Yi, don't eat my dumplings from now on."