Sheng Yunfei put the vinegar bottle on the table, scooped some garlic sauce from the garlic sauce bowl into a small dish, poured some vinegar on top, and started eating.

So, Sheng Liancheng ate dumplings with soup but without garlic sauce, while everyone else ate dumplings without soup, dipped in garlic sauce and vinegar.

As a result, after Sheng Liancheng managed to eat seven or eight, he really couldn't eat anymore.

Looking up, he saw his wife and children enjoying their meal with garlic sauce and vinegar, which made Sheng Liancheng extremely envious.

"Daughter, give Dad a small dish too, I'll dip it in some garlic sauce and vinegar."

As soon as Sheng Liancheng opened his mouth, everyone in the room burst into laughter.

“See? I told you, things aren’t like they used to be. Life isn’t as hard now. Don’t try to fool the kids with those old rules.” Zhang Shuzhen couldn’t help but shake her head.

"Don't you even look at yourself? Have we been without meat for the past few days?"

The afternoon meal was all meat, and these dumplings for dinner also have a lot of meat in them. It's no wonder it's greasy with this kind of eating.

"We've been married for a long time," Zhang Shuzhen said, her hands never stopping as she quickly scooped out a plate of dumplings for Sheng Liancheng.

I gave him a small dish, scooped up a spoonful of garlic sauce, and poured in some vinegar.

"I'd better take the rest of the dumplings out of the soup quickly, otherwise they'll be even more inedible."

As Zhang Shuzhen spoke, she picked up a plate and a strainer, scooped all the dumplings out of the basin, drained the dumpling soup, and then put them into the plate.

Sheng Liancheng picked up a dumpling, dipped it in garlic sauce and vinegar, took a bite, and nodded involuntarily, "Mmm, it tastes better this way."

During my first year of marriage, this was how it was at my in-laws' house. According to my father-in-law's hometown custom, dumplings on New Year's Eve are eaten with soup, and garlic sauce and vinegar are forbidden. I think I only ate four or five; I just couldn't eat any more. From the second year onwards, my in-laws' rules changed, and it became the same as usual—the dumplings were scooped into a plate and eaten.