When Xia Ning returned home, the Zhong family seemed to become quiet and deserted.

Xia Ning is usually not very talkative, so it feels like the house is empty when there's one less person there!

Zhong Songbai looked dejected. Although he didn't throw in any ingredients randomly, the meal he cooked was quite perfunctory!

After eating frozen dumplings for three meals in a row, Zhong Wanwan felt this couldn't continue. She smiled and said to Zhong Songbai, who was about to get some more frozen dumplings:

"Songbai, take a break. I'll show you what I've got today!"

Zhong Songbai said in horror:

"Sis, why did you have this idea? You don't need to do it, I can do it myself!"

Zhong Wanwan said worriedly:

"You're something else, but our frozen dumplings won't last long. They're almost empty, enough for at most two more meals. I'll make them instead!"

"Don't worry, I can do it. I've learned how to cook by watching you do it!"

Zhong Songbai thought to himself, "That's because you think you've mastered it. You don't know how big the gap is between your brain and your hands!"

Zhong Songbai straightened his posture and said:

"Sis, I don't want frozen dumplings anymore. What do you want to eat? I'll make it right away!"

Xiao Baiyang darted out from the side and ordered the food:

"I want chili meat sauce, and some frozen cabbage and frozen radishes too!"

Zhong Wanwan also made a request:

"I want to eat sour soup noodles, with chili meat sauce, and it has to be sour soup noodles!"

Zhong Songbai was helpless:

"What are you two planning to eat? Are you trying to trick me?"

Little Poplar smiled broadly:

"Our main concern is that we won't have enough frozen dumplings. Bro, are you sure you can handle it? If not, I'll step in!"

Zhong Songbai quickly said:

"Sure, why not? We don't need you, big sister!"

Sure enough, pressure can be a motivator. Fearing that Zhong Wanwan might do something, Zhong Songbai quickly started mixing cornmeal. Before long, Zhong Wanwan and Xiao Baiyang were eating sour soup noodles, and they were satisfied.

Little White Poplar patted its belly and said:

"Brother, this chili sauce is so delicious! Let's have it again tomorrow!"

Zhong Wanwan wholeheartedly agreed:

"I think it's good. It would be even better if we added more meat tomorrow!"

As the three were talking, they heard a very urgent knocking on the door. The three siblings quickly went to open the door.

Upon seeing the three siblings, Manager Wei, panting heavily, said:

"Master Zhong, hurry up and come with me to the commune to answer the phone. Battalion Commander Qiu has something urgent to discuss with you!"

The battalion commander was referring to Qiu Ze'an, the special forces member who had come to help before.

Last time, Battalion Commander Qiu and his men had an urgent mission and left before they could even get their share of the meat.

Even if she didn't know Battalion Commander Qiu and his men, she couldn't afford to waste a single moment if these most lovable people had something to do.

Without saying a word, Zhong Wanwan followed Director Wei onto the prepared tractor.

On the way, the commune cadre who came to deliver the message told Zhong Wanwan about the matter.

Qiu Zean's team was really unlucky; they originally had two repair technicians on the team.

However, one of them broke his leg during training, and the other injured his hand while fixing something.