Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 1153: Warm Little Life

Chapter 1153: Chapter 1153: Warm Little Life

In addition to the fact that the kitchen was fully stocked, all they had to do was process these ingredients to turn them into ready-made meals.

"Come on, let’s make dumplings together."

Qin Jian and An Hao had a clear division of labor, with Qin Jian chopping the fillings and An Hao handling the dough.

Soon, the room was filled with the scent of life.

Ruan Fangfang came back soaked from outside, holding her keys ready to open the door, when she suddenly heard a banging noise from across the hall.

It sounded like something was being chopped.

Could it be that someone had moved in next door?

She pressed her ear against the neighbor’s door and faintly heard voices inside.

It seemed that indeed someone was living there.

As footsteps echoed inside the house, she feared being discovered and hurriedly opened her door to slip back into her own home.

The couple worked together and soon both the filling and the dough were ready. An Hao skillfully added various seasonings to the vegetable filling, and then they both started making dumplings together.

Qin Jian was responsible for rolling the skins, while An Hao did the wrapping.

Outside the rain poured down heavily as the young couple cozily made dumplings around the table.

An Hao was quick at making dumplings, placing the filling on the wrapper and gently squeezing it between her thumb and forefinger to form a round dumpling instantly.

White, plump, with a big belly.

When Qin Jian saw the dumplings An Hao made, he stopped moving his hands.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! You’re too slow. At this rate, we won’t eat until nine o’clock," An Hao urged non-stop.

She noticed Qin Jian’s gaze was a bit dazed and curiously asked, "What’s so interesting about a dumpling that you’re staring at it for so long?"

"I was thinking... in a few more months, will you start to look like this dumpling?" he said as he poked the dumpling’s belly with his finger.

"You’re annoying," An Hao glared at him, "You’re more like a dumpling. If I’m a dumpling, does that make you one too?"

As she spoke, she casually grabbed a dumpling wrapper from the board, filled it with vegetable filling to make a long, thin dumpling, and then made two small dumplings and placed them beside the first two.

"Look. This is our future family," Qin Jian, seeing the dumpling family An Hao made, laughed even harder.

This left An Hao completely confused, as puzzled as a monk who couldn’t reach his head.

"Is it that funny? Don’t you think it’s very warm?"

Qin Jian nodded and pointed at the round belly of the dumpling, "Two kids? And still such a big belly? Could there be two more inside?"

An Hao rolled her eyes in exasperation, "I’ve realized it now! Not only are you naughty, but you’re also more boring!"

Qin Jian stopped laughing and seriously rolled the dumpling skins, "Listening to my wife, I better work hard!"

After the dumplings were made, An Hao directed Qin Jian to boil the dumplings.

Steaming dumplings were served, and the young couple enjoyed their meal blissfully.

Qin Jian couldn’t help but remark, "I used to hear guys in the army with families talk about ’a wife and kids making a warm bed.’ I never really understood it back then!"

"And now?" An Hao asked him with a smile.

"Now I get it," Qin Jian paused then said, "And I even understand what they meant by ’the emperor no longer holds morning court.’"

"So, do you feel happy?" An Hao stopped eating and looked at him.

"Happy. And I hope it stays this way forever."

"It will," An Hao said with certainty. She owed her love from her previous life, and in this one, she intended to make up for it doubly.

After dinner, Qin Jian went to wash the pots in the kitchen.

An Hao sat in the living room, casually picking up a military magazine to read.