Every village would have one or two "village guardians." They were often simple-minded and foolish, yet kind-hearted.
The older generation often said that village guardians came to th...
"There are still a lot of green dumplings. Come and have one after dinner. Men should be nicer to themselves."
Seeing that there was enough food left in the pot for everyone, Chen Wang shouted.
“The boss is generous!”
"Awang, thank you."
"Then I'll try one and take the remaining two back."
"He eats meat and makes green rice balls. Where can I find this boss?"
“…”
Everyone in the construction team was talking to each other, covered in dust and dirt, but they were all smiling happily.
"Awang, this qingtuan was made by my sister-in-law, right? It's delicious!"
Chen Dazhuang came over with a smile, holding the bowl and chopsticks in one hand and eating a green dumpling in the other.
"Why couldn't it be me?"
Chen Wang looked at him with amusement.
"You? Forget it, the dish you cooked is barely edible, you really think you are a great chef!"
Chen Dazhuang looked unconvinced.
Lin Xiuqin smiled with her eyes curved.
"Hehe...my sister-in-law made it. I ate five of them!"
The little girl raised her right hand with five fingers spread out.
"Five? No wonder you don't want to eat."
Chen Dazhuang had an envious expression on his face.
If there were extra ones, he would be happy to skip the meal and eat ten green dumplings.
"I wanted to eat ten, but I can't eat any more."
"Ten? Aren't you afraid of bursting your belly?"
"No way, when I grow up, I will definitely be able to eat ten."
“Come on!”
Chen Dazhuang smiled and nodded, then looked at Chen Wang and said, "Awang, it's a good thing you can make money, otherwise you would have been bankrupted by this girl."
“Who says it’s not?”
Chen Wang smiled bitterly and shrugged.