Dumplings on the Second Day of Lunar New Year

On the second day of lunar new year, people were supposed to pay New Year visits, but this year, no one went out. Even in the countryside, there were no groups of people visiting relatives and friends.

For Luo Ye and Su Baizhou, today was no different from Lunar New Year's Eve.

Because they were making dumplings.

More precisely, Luo Ye was making dumplings.

He wore a bright red sweater, festive in color, and held a rolling pin as he rolled out wrappers one by one.

Senior had said that it was his turn to make dumplings this year, so naturally, he had to keep his word.

Upon hearing that Su Baizhou had returned to Jiangcheng, Qin Yuwen disregarded her parents' objections and rushed back to the Family Building without stopping.

How could staying at home be happier than being with friends?

Young people these days were all like that. Even when stuck at home, they were happier staying with friends.

After all, in front of friends, they could do whatever they wanted—relaxed, carefree, and happy.

Watching Luo Ye make dumplings, Qin Yuwen sat on the sofa with dark lines running across her face. From time to time, she glanced at Su Baizhou beside her, looking as though she wanted to say something but held herself back.

In the end, she still asked, "Zhouzhou, aren't you going to make a few? You're making Junior Underclassman do all of it?"

"Mm."

The essence of dumplings was undoubtedly the filling.

The dumpling filling Luo Ye had prepared had been personally guided by Su Baizhou, so there was no way it could taste bad.

All that remained was controlling the heat and cooking time.

Luo Ye had years of experience cooking noodles and instant noodles. Although his cooking was not very good, the