Hearing the sound of waves and music from the other end of the phone, Su Chaoyang gritted his teeth in frustration, "You wicked girl! You're torture me! You know my life is hard and yet you deliberately tease me!"
"Hehe…" Mu Xiangwan laughed happily, continuing to provoke him, "Tonight I had a seafood feast, all very fresh. Plump and juicy! I could even taste the ocean from them! I was going to send some photos to you, but then I remembered that your phone is outdated, you don't have WeChat!"
Su Chaoyang grumbled: "Thank goodness there's no WeChat, or wouldn't you make me drool to death? These past few days I've been eating dumplings, ah...it's so pitiful!"
In the army unit's New Year celebration, the military officers and soldiers had an unwritten rule of wrapping dumplings together. On New Year's Eve, they even held a dumpling wrapping contest. By a fluke, they ended up making too many dumplings, which gave the chef a break, boiling dumplings all day!
