Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 672

While Jewel was at the restaurant, she would often help one of the aunts in the kitchen to prepare dumplings. Jewel had eventually developed the skill to produce dumplings in a swift and smooth manner. Olivia found Jewel’s way of making dumplings much easier than the way that Eugene had taught her.

Eugene, however, felt the urge to laugh when he saw how Olivia was prepared to tackle a harder way of making dumplings before she even learned the basics. It looked easy when others were making them, but it turned ten times harder once the dumpling skin was in her own hands. He didn’t want to extinguish the enthusiasm Olivia felt at that moment, as he was afraid that she would give up halfway, so he approached her with a patient tone. “Come here, Olivia. I’ll teach you how to do it.”

She gave him a disdainful glance. “Forget it. The method you taught me is too troublesome. I want Jewel to teach me instead.” He stared at her speechlessly while Jewel let out a laugh before she picked up a piece of dumpling skin to give Olivia a slow-motion tutorial.

Olivia got the idea of it almost immediately, but her hands didn’t seem to agree with her brain. Her brain could comprehend Jewel’s motions, yet her hands couldn’t do the same thing. Olivia tried her best to copy Jewel’s actions by pinching the top of the dumpling skin after rolling it up. However, it didn’t seem to work-she would end up either tearing her dumpling skin or having the filling drop out of the dumplings. She tried it a few times, but it didn’t seem to work at all.

Jewel’s way of making dumplings for a few rounds, and he got the hang of it almost immediately. His dumplings might not be aesthetically pleasing, but at least he could do it without having its filling fall out of it. In comparison,

felt his heart melting for the woman. How could someone be as adorable as my

to pull it in a gentler manner, and you can’t apply strength here. The skin would tear if you used too much force, right? You can

copied his actions step by step, ending with a final pinch on the top. Eventually, she managed to make a dumpling. It didn’t look too appetizing, but at least there wasn’t any filling falling out of

while pinching its sides to make it look better. He beamed. “Yeah. If you continue practicing, you’re going to make some fine dumplings.” This gave

kitchen, she turned around in the direction of the voices. Brian smiled as he explained the situation. “Olivia can’t cook, and she can’t make dumplings. When I first made dumplings at

kitchen from the dining area. “What