After watching from upstairs for a long while, Chi An finally ambled downstairs when they had finished mixing the filling and were ready to wrap the dumplings.
Once in the dining room, he greeted the others, pulled out a chair, and sat down more than a meter away from the dining table.
Holding a dumpling wrapper, Fu Yanci looked up in bewilderment and met the others' amused gazes. He turned to Chi An. "Why are you sitting so far away?"
"So I don't get in your way while you're making dumplings. Carry on." Looking as though he wanted them to leave him be, Chi An took some fruit from the basket and set it on the counter beside him.
"How would you be in the way? You wouldn't be in the way even if you sat on my head!" Fu Yanci swept his gaze around and shot a fierce glare at the two men still enjoying the show. "Honey, are you hungry? I'll have someone make you lunch."
Chi An said, "I'm not hungry. Don't mind me. Carry on."
After hearing him say the same thing twice, Fu Yanci knew he really didn't need anything, so he turned back to teaching the group how to wrap dumplings. "If the edges won't stick, dab on some water before pinching them shut. Give them some shape. Don't make them look like scallops, stuffed full of filling but unable to stand up.
"I'm talking about you, Jiang Yichuan. Such a big wrapper, and that's all the meat you put in? What a swindler. If you ever sell dumplings, I'll be the first to report you!"
"Uncle, look at my dumpling!" Zhou Wanyu ran up to Chi An with the dumpling she had just finished and held it up for him to see. "I'm