Shi Mengwan had already made more than half of her dumplings. She was very fast when it came to making dumplings.
It was strange that she hadn't learned how to roll out the skin of a dumpling all these years. She had never learned how to do it either.
At home, it was always mother Shi who rolled out the skin of the dumpling. All she had to do was to wrap it. When she went out, she was afraid of the trouble. Moreover, there were already ready-made dumpling skins available for sale.
"You're back? We can eat soon."
The kitchen was very small, so she couldn't fully display her skills, so Shi Mengwan made dumplings on the dining table.
The stuffing was mixed in a big basin, and two-thirds of the dumpling had already been wrapped up.
Zhan Haoze went forward to watch Shi Mengwan's movements. She had a pair of extremely beautiful hands. Her jade-like fingers were slender and smooth.
