DAVM Chapter 105.5

[Ningyi is too smart. He is already a leader at a young age.]

[This question is not difficult for college students, but just right for primary school students like Ji Ningyi.]

[Ningi is really the sweetheart of my dreams, smart and gentle, he loves his mother and his younger brother.]

[Both were born to the same mother, so why are the older brother and younger brother so different?]

With the plan in mind, everyone started making dumplings.

The program team hired a special person to teach them, and the children all watched and studied seriously. Ji Zhile was still moving his hands while watching, which could be called very serious.

Each child was assigned a type of dumpling filling. This kind of hands-on work was the favorite of the children, and everyone was smiling while making the dumplings.

Ji Zhile was very serious, squeezing here and there with his little hands to seal the dumplings, but he didn’t know why, the dumpling fillings always leaked out.

Ji Zhile frowned and pinched the leaky area, but the next second it was damaged in other places.

Ji Zhile whispered to the dumpling: “Can you be a good boy? If you are a good boy, I won’t eat you.”

But Dumpling was destined not to understand what he said and would not behave well.

After Jiang Ranyang made a dumpling, he happily held it in his hand and walked back and forth between different tables. His proud laughter could be heard in the small courtyard.

“Xia Jiaran, your dumpling is so ugly, hahaha.”

“Ji Ningyi, the dumplings you make look like steamed buns, hahaha.”

“Mu Xiaoshi, yours is pretty good, take a look at mine.”

Seeing Jiang Ranyang was about to come over, Ji Zhile quickly covered his dumplings with both hands.

Jiang Ranyang: “Hey, Ji Zhile, where are your dumplings? Let me have a look.”

Ji Zhile said fiercely: “Don’t look, no one is allowed to look!”

Jiang Ranyang proudly showed the dumplings he had made in front of Ji Zhile: “How about I show you mine?”

He had to say that the dumplings made by Jiang Ranyang were quite similar to dumplings. Although they were not perfect, they had basically kept the fillings from being exposed.

Ji Zhile glanced at it, and after comparing it, he felt even more uncomfortable. He deliberately looked away and said, “I don’t want to look at it.”

“You’ve seen it all, let me see yours too.” Jiang Ranyang caught Ji Zhile’s hand by surprise.

The ugly dumpling appeared carelessly in front of everyone. Ji Zhile almost cried when he saw the hard-working expressions of the filming crew.

“I hate you, Jiang Ranyang, I hate you so much, go away, go away!” In front of the camera, Ji Zhile tried hard not to cry, but he was so sad. Why could the dumplings made by him alone not work?

Seeing Ji Zhile’s red eyes, Jiang Ranyang panicked: “Ji Zhile, don’t cry.”

Ji Zhile was very fierce: “I! Am! Not!”

Jiang Ranyang put the dumplings he had made on Ji Zhile’s table and said in a flustered tone, “I’ll give you mine.”

Jiang Ranyang rarely did the best when everyone was doing things together. He was often the one holding back the others, so when he successfully made dumplings, he wanted everyone to see that he was not the only one holding back.

But, he really didn’t want to make anyone cry. This was a big deal. If it was in the school, the teacher would definitely want him to apologize and call his mother.

Jiang Ranyang apologized and comforted in a panic.

Ji Zhile looked at the pretty dumplings on his table and curled his lips: “But it’s not the dumpling stuffing I want to make.”

Jiang Ranyang said: “Then, let’s change it. I’ll pack a few for you.”

Ji Zhile thought for a while: “Okay.”

Seeing that Ji Zhile agreed, Jiang Ranyang breathed a sigh of relief. While helping Ji Zhile make dumplings, he smiled and said, “Ji Zhile, you are so easy to coax.”

Ji Zhile didn’t quite understand: “What do you mean?”

Jiang Ranyang said: “If someone was made to cry by me, they must tell the teacher.”

“But there is no teacher here, and you have already helped me make dumplings.” Ji Zhile watched the movements of Jiang Ranyang’s hands while learning, and finally, he made the first dumpling without revealing the filling. He laughed with joy, and his eyes were crooked.

When Jiang Ranyang heard Ji Zhile’s words, he immediately slapped the table: “Okay, Ji Zhile, I’m determined to be your friend! Give me your phone number, and I’ll call you when you get home!”

“I invite you to come to my house to play. My house is very big and there are so many things to play with! We can also play hide and seek. My mother’s closet is very big, and no one can find it when hiding in it. My mother also has a lot of cosmetics. I can secretly use it for you!” (T/N: Hehe… Baby, you already reserved a beating from your mother in advance!)

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