Carrying a Port Warehouse Through the 1970s

Shen Jinran traveled back in time to the 1970s in a single day.

What? Life is hard during the famine?

Not afraid, not afraid.

She has a golden finger of her own, equipped with cou...

Chapter 93 Making Dumplings

Chapter 93 Making Dumplings

Jinran ran away from the Qu family as if fleeing, and could still hear the laughter of Grandma Qu and Mom Qu from a long distance away.

She arrived at her parents' dormitory in a daze, but they were both at work and not there.

Seeing the somewhat messy room, she started tidying it up. She noticed her brother's luggage was still there, indicating that the house wasn't ready yet and they were still sleeping in such a cramped space.

Her brother's blanket was so dirty, I couldn't stand it.

She first found a clean duvet cover in the closet, unraveled the old one, and replaced it with a new one. She decided to wash all the dirty duvet covers and clothes first, then come back to the old duvet!

Jinran was in the laundry room, washing clothes with great effort. Some of her family members recognized her and greeted her with smiles, saying that they had already told her parents.

Jinran quickly thanked her with a smile.

At this moment, a discordant voice rang out, "I say, little girl of the Shen family, your parents really favor your brother. They live in the county with their sons while you suffer in the countryside. And you still help with the work. Seeing you like this, my heart aches for you."

Jinran: "???"

Some of the aunties, fearing that Jinran would be bullied, spoke up for her: "If you don't know what happened, don't talk nonsense. The child goes to school in the countryside. If they really favored their son, why would they let their daughter go to school? It's just a matter of necessity. Don't try to stir up trouble here!"

Jinran sized up the woman who was sowing discord. She was an older woman, and the malice and jealousy emanating from her eyes were truly blinding.

Jinran sneered, "Auntie, if you know how to talk, then say a few more words. If you don't, then shut up. You say my parents are biased? What do you know? You're just spouting nonsense. I think you're just jealous. You see that many people in my family work, but you don't dare to criticize my mother, so you're just arguing with me. Do you really think I'm a pushover? I'm not a parent who spoils their children. I'm going to start yelling."

Then Jinran used all the vicious language she had ever learned in her life, almost sending the old woman to her death.

Jinran smiled and said, "Auntie, even if you were to die right here, it wouldn't matter to me. I only said a few words, and it was your body that couldn't take it. So, in order to see your unfilial children and grandchildren a little longer, you have to live well. Otherwise, how will you understand the feeling of being utterly shameful, with your ancestors' coffin lids unable to cover their shame? But it's different for me. My family is truly blessed with good people living a peaceful life. Auntie, please take good care of yourself!"

The old woman was so angry she was almost collapsing. Jinran looked around and asked gently, "Do any of you still think my parents are biased? Feel free to debate!"

While Jinran was arguing, she didn't forget to wash things. After she finished talking, she picked up the big basin, carried it away easily, and left.

Everyone was shocked. Everyone knew that Wang Cuifen was not someone to be trifled with, but who would have thought that her youngest daughter was also a ruthless person? What she just said was like a knife cutting into flesh, every word stabbing at the heart.

But then again, Xu Pandi provoked them first, so who can she blame if she can't win an argument?

Everyone dispersed, except for a few kind-hearted people who helped Xu Pandi home.

Jinran, feeling refreshed, tossed the quilt cover into her spatial storage to spin dry, then took it out to hang it to dry, and tidied up all the quilts. She thoroughly cleaned every corner of the room before finally finishing.

Looking at the bright and clean room, Jinran praised herself, "What a virtuous young lady I am!"

Looking at the time, it was already quite late, but it was time to get started.

Everything is readily available. I had already prepared the dough at home and stored it in my storage space, so now I can just start making the dumplings.

In no time at all, the dumplings were all wrapped. Just as she was mashing garlic with a garlic press, her parents and brothers returned.

Jinran smiled and said, "Perfect timing! I'm all done here. We can cook them and eat them right away. I made a whole bag of meat dumplings, they smell delicious!"

Shen Cong and Shen Ming, their mouths watering, quickly washed their hands and took over Jin Ran's task of crushing garlic, saying with smiles, "We can do it, little sister, you take a break."

Wang Cuifen looked at the tidy house and couldn't stop praising it. Then she took the dumplings to the kitchen to cook. Because the pot was small and the fire wasn't strong, she had to cook them in batches. It took some time.

Since her father hadn't been assigned any work, he smiled and showered Jinran with concern, forcing Jinran to listen to this heavy, overwhelming fatherly love.