The dumplings were for dinner, and three people bowed their heads to wrap them.
While watching Grandma Jiang's skilled movements, Bai Yiran studied and tried to mimic her. The first ten she made were barely presentable, and the following ones were passably misshapen.
Jiang Jiu made half-moon-shaped dumplings, while Grandma Jiang made the traditional ones, and Bai Yiran's were of an abstract nature. When Zheng Yunhao and Jiang Siyan walked in, they could distinguish them at first glance.
Grandma Jiang said, "Bai Bai's dumplings should be cooked separately, I'm afraid they'll dissolve as soon as they hit the water."
Bai Yiran deflated, "Ah... my hard work making these dumplings!"
Zheng Yunhao spoke up, "I actually like the mushy ones, you can give me her pot later."
Grandma Jiang obviously knew about their relationship and said with a laugh, "Alright, we'll do as you say."
