บท 236: 226 Dumpling Making Contest_1

"Sister An Ning, does this look alright?" Yu Ziqian showed An Ning a lump of dough he had clumsily shaped.

An Ning, who was making dumplings, glanced at it and was puzzled. "Oh... not bad, Qianqian, this bun you've made is very pretty."

Yu Ziqian looked at the object in his hands and pursed his lips.

Could he say that what he made wasn't a bun, but a bona fide dumpling?

It was quite a slap in the face.

"Pfft..." Wang Ma, who was rolling out dumpling wrappers, let out a chuckle.

Yu Ziqian lifted his little face to look at Wang Grandma and asked unhappily, "Wang Grandma, are you mocking me?"

Wang Ma quickly said, "Of course not, how could I mock the young master?"

"Then why did you laugh at my dumpling?" Yu Ziqian accused dissatisfied.

Wang Ma couldn't help it and laughed harder. "That's because the dumpling the young master made is cute!"