"My dear son, hurry up, time's almost up. If you keep dawdling, you'll only get dumpling soup."

"Hmph~" Xiu Kaijie, who had already made several dumplings, felt particularly accomplished at this moment. He was no longer easily fooled by Lin Ranran and retorted, holding a round dumpling in his palm, "Mommy, look at this one in my hand, and this one, and this one, and this one..."

Xiu Kaijie pointed with his little hand, pointing to a spot and saying, "These are all dumplings I made, enough for one meal."

Drinking dumpling soup?

No way!

How could the naive Xiu Kaijie possibly outwit his dramatic mother, Lin Ranran? Lin Ranran let out a long sigh, looking utterly helpless. "Kaikai, we have to hand over some of these dumplings. If you make too few, and we hand them all over, you'll still have to drink dumpling soup."

Xiu Kaijie: "???"

Is this some kind of crazy move?!

"Kai Kai, you're just too naive; you've never experienced the harsh realities of life. Remember Mommy's words: self-reliance is the key to success. Come on, there are only a few dumplings left to wrap. Keep it up, keep it up, keep it up!!!"

Lan Qingyue, who was "watching the show while eating melon seeds": "..."

That sounds so convincing! How come I never noticed how dramatic you were? Otherwise, I would have made you an actor; you'd definitely win an Oscar.

After finishing wrapping all the dumplings rather perfunctorily, Lan Qingyue sat on a small stool, resting her chin on her hand, leisurely watching the guests who were still busy. This feeling of being carefree while everyone else was busy was so great. If only I could have half a watermelon to eat.

Hehehe~~~

"Mommy, where are the dumplings? Are they all wrapped yet?" Chuchu, the chubby little girl, finally left the handsome man's embrace to come back and look at the dumplings. Lan Qingyue pointed to the table, feeling very accomplished.

Of course it's wrapped properly! If it weren't, would I be so relaxed?

La la la~~~ La la la~~~ If the occasion weren't inappropriate, she would have loved to burst into song.

Chu Chu stepped onto a nearby brick, gazing longingly at the dumpling, its large belly protruding, sitting proudly on the kneading mat. She exclaimed in amazement, "Wow~~~ Mommy's so amazing! Mommy's so great~~~"

We're having dumplings!

"That's right, I'm an invincible beauty who's proficient in everything." Lan Qingyue proudly showed off her alluring face, which belonged to the original owner of the body.

The next second, Chu Chu, that little girl, poured cold water on him, making him feel chilled from head to toe. "Mommy, these dumplings are ugly! Mommy, ugly dumplings don't taste good!"

Lan Qingyue: "..."

Your dumplings are ugly, and they don't taste good at all, hmph!

"Which one? Tell me!" Lan Qingyue stood up, pinching her slender waist, and pouted her red lips as she pinched Chu Chu's jelly-like face with both hands. "The dumplings I made are so beautiful, and you actually said they were ugly. You really don't know how to appreciate things."

Perhaps it's because the dumplings she made herself are easier to satisfy, Lan Qingyue looked at the dumpling mat full of dumplings and became more and more satisfied. The more she looked, the more she felt that the dumplings she made were... really beautiful!

"This one, Mommy, this one is ugly~~~" Chu Chu pointed to a dumpling placed at the very edge, eating it while looking at Lan Qingyue with starry eyes.

Lan Qingyue: "...What's ugly about it? It's called unique, don't you understand?"

It was the last dumpling she was wrapping. She couldn't think of any other way to wrap it, but then she remembered the fragrant and crunchy pig's ear. So she shaped it into a dumpling, but the finished product turned out to be a folded... dough wrapper.