Mingzhu Li Jinfeng finally accepted it.

Lu Mingfang was afraid that others would know that she had given Li Jinfeng the pearl, so she personally escorted Li Jinfeng upstairs and asked her to put the things away. It would be best to prepare a large box and lock the box.

There was indeed such a box in Li Jinfeng's room, and it was locked.

But there was nothing inside. All of Li Jinfeng's treasures were stored in the space.

Only in this space does Li Jinfeng feel safe.

Even if those years come in the future, she won’t worry about anything going wrong.

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In the afternoon, Li Jinfeng helped Sister E make dumplings.

There are many people this year, and unlike previous years, everyone will stay until the third day of the first lunar month before leaving.

As a result, consumption will be much greater than in previous years.

Moreover, this year is the first year that the Lu family has a new baby, and there will be many people coming to pay New Year's greetings and look after the child.

In previous years, it was okay not to invite people to dinner, but this year it may not work.

Especially after Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo agreed not to hold a full-month banquet for their child and only invite family members to the one-year-old celebration, the meal during the New Year became particularly important.

Other members of the Lu family also made dumplings together.

Chen Wan, Guo Qingguo, Guo Aiming, and then Lu Peiqing and Lu Mingfang.

Among the few people, only the dumplings made by Li Jinfeng and Sister E had the best shapes.

Li Jinfeng made long dumplings one moment and ingot-shaped dumplings the next, which made Guo Qingguo and Guo Aiming on the side applaud.

Mr. Lu held Tuantuan in his arms and sat beside him, watching.

Suddenly, he said, "A'e, go to my drawer and take out a silver dollar. Wrap the silver dollar in a dumpling. If anyone eats the dumpling with the silver dollar in it this year, I can grant him a wish!"

As soon as Mr. Lu finished speaking, Song Chunling's gaze immediately fell on Mr. Lu's face.

Sister E stood up and went to Mr. Lu's room to get the silver dollars.

In order to ensure that the dumplings wrapped with silver dollars were still edible, Sister E carefully washed them.

Because Mr. Lu suddenly added a spur of the moment, even the group of men became interested.

Following Mr. Lu's instructions, Li Jinfeng gave up making ingot-shaped dumplings and focused on making long ones, so as to avoid making silver dollar-shaped dumplings that would be easily eaten by others.

In front of everyone, Sister E wrapped the silver dollar into the dumplings.

Song Chunling stared blankly at the dumplings made by Sister E, wishing she could snatch them away immediately.

If she got the dumpling with the silver dollar inside, she would let the old man give the second wife more money and treasures when he died.

The more gold, silver, jewelry and so on, the better!

Song Chunling walked over to her son Lu Hao and said, "Son, go over and make dumplings too. Look, Qingguo and Aiming are making them too!"

"Mom, I don't know how, so I won't join in the fun!"

Lu Hao is well aware of his own abilities. With his skills, he hopes that the things he makes will be so ugly that no one will have an appetite.

"I told you to go, so you go. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

As Song Chunling spoke, she continued to stare at the dumpling with the silver dollar in it.

It was fine at first, but when there were too many dumplings, she couldn't tell them apart.

In addition, her son Lu Hao always disobeyed her, so Song Chunling was so angry that she slapped Lu Hao on the back of the head, causing Lu Hao to scream in pain.

A group of people immediately looked at Song Chunling, and Song Chunling was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Since her son is not doing well, she, as his mother, has to take care of him herself.