"Peizhen? Look, Ah Jing is amazing. He wrapped the dumplings so well on his first try."
Xiang caiping taught Ling Jing several times. She didn't expect him to finish his apprenticeship very quickly. He finished one very smoothly. Although his movements weren't fast, at least the dumplings were wrapped well.
"..."Su Peizhen didn't say anything. The dumplings that she was holding seemed to have become Ling Jing.
She squeezed hard --
"Peizhen?"
Xiang caiping happened to see Su Peizhen's action. She also felt that the dumplings that had been wrapped were broken by her.
The filling inside was exposed, stained with Su Peizhen's oil.
"Are you okay? Your Dumpling Looked Fine to me just now. Why did you crush it?"
Xiang caiping looked at her, and so did Ling Jing.
The corners of Su Peizhen's mouth twitched, and her smile was a little stiff.
"I'm fine. I wasn't careful."
