w "Isn't it time to eat now? Why is it so quiet?" When he walked to the door, Zhuang Mo did not hear the noise in the restaurant in his memory, but it was very quiet: "There was still noise when I came just now. Could it be that everyone has finished eating?

Gone?"

Thinking of Zhuang Mo, he opened the door and walked in with the dean.

When I walked in, I saw that the entire restaurant was as full of people as Zhuang Mo remembered, nearly thirty people. The youngest among them was probably two or three years old, and the oldest was already in the same grade as Zhuang Mo, even older than Zhuang Mo.

Mo is a bit older, they are all orphan children who have gone to college and are home for the New Year.

What was different from Zhuang Mo's memory was that although everyone was sitting in chaos, they were very quiet. The children who were the noisiest were sitting obediently on their chairs, staring in the same direction.

Zhuang Mo looked over and understood immediately. He saw that the direction they were looking at was Christine, and Christine was carrying a big bag and taking out various snacks to distribute to the waiting children.

On the other side, Zhu Xi was surrounded by a circle of older children. I didn't know what they were talking about, but they all looked happy.

Seeing Christine handing out things to the children, Zhuang Mo couldn't help but smile. Although he didn't understand the language, he couldn't stop people from getting close to each other.

"These two little girls are your friends, right?" The two stood at the door of the restaurant without entering. The dean looked at Zhu Xi and Christine and asked Zhuang Mo.

"Well, they all met at Beijing University of Technology. The one who is giving out snacks to everyone is named Christine. He is from country Y. His life experience is similar to everyone else, and they are all orphans." Zhuang Mo introduced to the dean.

"The name of the person who is talking over there is Zhu Xi. Although he is a teacher at Beijing University of Technology, he is not much older than me. He is not much different from me, and he has the best relationship with me." Zhuang Mo said, Zhuang Mo has always been good at the dean.

Will not hide it.

"Well, I don't know much about them, but they all look good." The dean nodded with satisfaction, with a smile on his face.

"The dean and brother Zhuang Mo are here!"

While the two were talking, one of the little boys turned around and saw the two of them and shouted quickly.

This shout immediately made everyone turn to look at the two people, and the originally quiet restaurant suddenly became lively.

Zhuang Mo and the dean saw this and walked in with smiles on their faces.

People in the restaurant quickly gathered around, and even the children who had been waiting for snacks made a difficult decision to abandon the snacks and choose Dean and Zhuang Mo.

"Wait a minute, don't worry, the dean hasn't eaten yet." Zhuang Mo stopped people and said to everyone, then quickly took out a meal from the kitchen and placed it in front of the dean.

"Then I won't be polite." The dean smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating.

Zhuang Mo nodded and then started chatting with others.

Although I haven’t seen you all for nearly two years, I still have an impression of everyone. After all, there are not many children in the orphanage.

Before leaving the orphanage, Zhuang Mo was always in one of the oldest grades in the orphanage. With Zhuang Mo's personality, he naturally took great care of other children. It can be said that he basically treated Zhuang Mo as an older brother.

Not seeing each other for nearly two years not only did they not become estranged from Zhuang Mo, but they became closer to each other. The restaurant was filled with greetings, concerns, and coquettish sounds.

…

In the next few days, Zhuang Mo, Zhu Xi, and Christine traveled back and forth between home and the Evergreen Orphanage.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the most solemn festival in China ushered in - the Spring Festival. Zhuang and Mo arrived at the welfare home early.

"Brother Zhuang Mo, what are you doing?" A milky voice asked Zhuang Mo in the kitchen.

This question also aroused questions from others. Zhu Xi watched for a long time, not knowing what Zhuang Mo was doing, and asked: "Yeah, Zhuang Mo, what kind of food do you have? Why have I never seen him before?"

Have you ever done this?"

Zhuang Mo smiled slightly and replied: "This is our traditional New Year dish."

As he spoke, Zhuang Mo did not stop moving his hands. As he spoke, he held a large round spoon in one hand and roasted it on the fire. The fire was not ordinary natural gas or gas, but a red peat was made.

Stove. Zhuang Mo's other hand used chopsticks to hold a large piece of fat and spread it on a round spoon.

The noodles are sizzling with oil. After applying a thin layer of oil on the spoon, cut off the fat and scoop out a spoonful of beaten eggs with a small spoon. Pour it into the large round spoon and it will make a sizzling sound immediately.

Mo turns the round spoon evenly so that the egg slurry flows in the round spoon and gradually solidifies, spreading it into a uniform dumpling wrapper.

Then add a chopstick of dumpling filling made from minced lean meat and vegetables and place it in the center of the egg skin. Use chopsticks to carefully lift up one side of the egg skin. While the inner surface of the egg skin is not completely solidified, stick the inside edges together.

, and used chopsticks to make a circle and stick it firmly.

Although it was said very slowly and the process was very cumbersome, Zhuang Mo actually made it very quickly. After finishing this one, Zhuang Mo carefully placed the best dumpling next to him, and then continued to smile and replied: "This one is called

According to our tradition, egg dumplings are made freshly on New Year's Eve. We used to make them almost every year, but we didn't make them last year, but I didn't expect that they would feel familiar to me when I made them again today."

At this time, the child who was helping with the cooking also smiled and said: "Yes, this made by Brother Zhuang Mo is very delicious, but there are too few every year, which is not enough to eat."

"Not enough? Then why not make more?" Zhu Xi asked puzzledly.

"It's not that I don't do more, but it takes a lot of time to do, and it's not very easy to do, so I'm the only one who can do it. You see, I just spent a lot of time making it, and I made it in one day.

Share it with everyone, no one can only eat a few." Zhuang Mo said with a smile: "You can't let me make enough egg dumplings to feed dozens of people, right?"

"Is it that difficult? Let me try too." Zhu Xi said eagerly.

Hearing this, Zhuang Mo immediately thought of the first time he ate Zhu Xi's dish, and a few black lines immediately appeared on his face. However, he did not refuse, and gave the round spoon and the spoon with a slight smile without saying a word.

The chopsticks were handed to Zhu Xi.

Zhu Xi also followed Zhuang Mo's example and started making it, but after working on it for a long time, he couldn't even wrap an egg skin.

Zhuang Mo smiled and said at this time: "It looks simple, but this is actually a technical job. Otherwise, if everyone likes to eat, someone would have learned it long ago."

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