After the water in the pot boiled, Ye Zhenzhen added cold water three times.
[Oh my god! She actually knows how to do it!]
[She really knows how to cook dumplings. She actually knows to add cold water after boiling the dumplings.]
[Am I the only one who noticed her divine face? I feel that she looks so beautiful when she cooks seriously!]
The other mothers were already done with their breakfast preparations and had already placed the food on the long table in the courtyard. Only Ye Zhenzhen was still in the kitchen.
Song Yuchen ran in with his short legs. He was a little worried, but at the same time, he was looking forward to it. He hoped that nothing would happen to Ye Zhenzhen.
In the kitchen, Ye Zhenzhen was filling two plates with dumplings. She did not count how many dumplings there were, but it looked like there were a lot of them.
Song Yuchen was so shocked that his chin almost fell off, "You really know how to cook dumplings?"
"Of course. Let's go and eat dumplings."
Ye Zhenzhen's face was filled with pride.
Cooking was a piece of cake for her.
Song Yuchen followed Ye Zhenzhen with a happy smile on his face.
In the courtyard, Han Jiangxue sat at the dining table and tasted the pumpkin soup that she had made. It was fresh and sweet, and she said to Shen Yibo, "Son, quickly try the soup that Mommy made. It tastes good."
Shen Yibo pouted, "I don't like pumpkin."
Han Jiangxue's expression darkened slightly and she said in a low voice, "Yibo, didn't Mommy tell you that children shouldn't be picky with their food?"
Shen Yibo turned a deaf ear to her words. His gaze landed on the stir-fried rice noodles in Fang Xiaoyu's bowl. It looked delicious, and he unconsciously licked his lips.
Right now, he only wanted to eat fragrant meat.
[Xiao Xue has been busy the whole morning, but Baby Yibo hasn't eaten a single bite. How annoying.]
[Baby Yibo only wants to eat meat!]
Lin Qianqian noticed Shen Yibo's expression and smiled, "Yibo, if you want some, Auntie will share some with you, okay?"
Shen Yibo quickly nodded, "Thank you, Auntie!"
Han Jiangxue was a little angry, but she couldn't show it.
She glanced at Wu Yuerou, who was eating a bowl of vegetable noodles. The breakfast the both of them made was simple, yet An Ruilin was eating with relish.
Then she looked at Shen Yibo. She had painstakingly prepared breakfast, but her stepson hadn't even eaten a single bite. He didn't respect her at all.
Han Jiangxue felt that it was really embarrassing.
Xu Wanjia also made soup noodles, but there were eggs, so Yang Yike ate very happily.
Han Jiangxue looked up again and saw Ye Zhenzhen walking over. She sneered in her heart, thinking that the latter had probably been unable to whip up any good food.
Perhaps, she was not the most embarrassed person. Ye Zhenzhen would definitely be even worse.
Han Jiangxue only had this thought for a moment before she saw Ye Zhenzhen placing two plates of steaming dumplings on the dining table.
The dumplings looked big and nicely wrapped. The steam that came out was mixed with the rich fragrance of meat.
Han Jiangxue's mockery instantly turned into surprise. Did Ye Zhenzhen make the dumplings herself?
That was impossible. How could Ye Zhenzhen know how to make dumplings? In the past, she did not even know how to turn on the gas stove or how to use a spatula. How could she know how to make dumplings?
"Zhenzhen, did you get frozen dumplings?" Han Jiangxue asked with a smile.
She thought that the only possibility was that it was frozen dumplings. She would never believe that Ye Zhenzhen knew how to make dumplings.
Song Yuchen stood in front of the table and said proudly, "These are the dumplings my Mommy made herself!"
[Oh my, I love this handsome little guy, Song Yuchen!]
[He's actually defending Ye Zhenzhen. He's so cute.]
Han Jiangxue was about to say, "You guys are really lucky to have gotten frozen dumplings", but she was stopped by Song Yuchen's words.
She immediately changed her words and concealed the mockery in her eyes. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to know how to make dumplings. I didn't know at all back when we were on set."
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Han Jiangxue's hand that was holding the spoon tightly. After they had received the ingredients, this woman had been insinuating that she didn't know how to cook. Now, she was talking about the set. Was she trying to insinuate that the original owner of this body had blown up the kitchen?
Ye Zhenzhen simply smiled, "Yes. Perhaps you thought too little of me before? However, you'll slowly realize that I know a lot more than just making dumplings."
Han Jiangxue's methods were simply nothing in front of her.
Han Jiangxue was speechless.
At that moment, she suddenly felt that the rivalry between her and Ye Zhenzhen had changed. She actually had the illusion that she was not as good as the latter.
[Bah! Ye Jianjian is so arrogant!]
[I think Zhenzhen is casual and confident. From the way she makes dumplings, I think her strength matches her arrogance!]
[I'm starting to like Ye Zhenzhen and Baby Chen. Hahaha!]]
"Baby Chen, can I eat your dumplings?"
Shen Yibo's eyes went wide when he saw the dumplings. He carried a bowl of pumpkin dough drop soup and leaned over to Song Yuchen, his meaty little face smiling happily as he said eagerly, "I'll use the soup to exchange for it with you."
Song Yuchen looked at the plate in front of him. There were quite a lot of dumplings, and he definitely could not finish them all.
He looked at Ye Zhenzhen and asked, "Do you have enough dumplings?"
If Ye Zhenzhen did not have enough dumplings, he would give some to her before giving them to Shen Yibo.
Ye Zhenzhen patted Baby Chen's head, "I have enough. If you think it's not enough, I can give you some."
"I have enough. I'm just afraid that you won't have enough to eat."
[Ahhhh! Didn't they say that the mother and son didn't get along? Come out and open your eyes. Is this called not getting along?]
[I originally came to see Fang Xiaoyu, but I was touched by the interaction between Song Yuchen and Ye Zhenzhen. The mother-son relationship is so warm.]
After saying that, Song Yuchen gave half of his dumplings to Shen Yibo.
Shen Yibo happily gave his dough drop soup to Song Yuchen, "This is for you!"
Han Jiangxue also said, "Thank you, Baby Chen, for sharing the dumplings with Yibo. Try the soup that Auntie made. It's very delicious!"
Perhaps Ye Zhenzhen's dumplings tasted terrible.
Song Yuchen refused without even looking at the soup, "It's alright. I prefer dumplings."
"Alright then."
After Shen Yibo finished speaking, he buried his head in the dumplings in his bowl.
With a bite, beef juice flowed out from the dumpling skin. The fragrance of the meat spread quickly with the steam. Everyone sitting around the table could smell this tempting fragrance.
"Yibo, are the dumplings Auntie cooked delicious?" Han Jiangxue asked.
"Yes, yes!" Shen Yibo's mouth was stuffed with half a dumpling. After chewing a few times, he swallowed it and said excitedly to Han Jiangxue, "It's delicious!"
Then, he looked at Ye Zhenzhen and said loudly, "Auntie, the dumplings you made are really delicious. Thank you!"
Song Yuchen chirped in, "Of course, the dumplings my mother makes are delicious!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" Ye Zhenzhen smiled and replied.
Han Jiangxue's face darkened and she lost her appetite as she looked at the dough-drop soup in her bowl.
An Ruilin watched Shen Yibo and Song Yuchen gobble down the dumplings and suddenly felt that the noodles and vegetables in his bowl didn't taste good anymore. He put down his chopsticks and wanted to snatch the dumplings from Shen Yibo's bowl.