Yan Funing quickly shook her head at him.
Seeing that her son and daughter-in-law didn't react, Wan Niang couldn't help but ask, "Why, you don't believe me?"
Yan Funing smiled and said, "I believe it, of course I do."
"Then mother is just waiting to hold her grandchildren?"
"Mother, you have to consider our current situation. My husband has to take the imperial examination. We need to earn money to treat Nanyao's leg and Beimo's head injury. There's no rush for having a child."
Speaking of the twins, Wan Niang's voice was dejected. "One leg and one head can't be cured. I've seen many doctors over the years." Thinking of her grandchildren, her voice became clear again. "Ci Yi's imperial examination and having children don't conflict. Mother will take care of the children for you. You think I'm blind, but Nan Yao and Bei Mo have bright eyes. No matter how many children you have, mother and Nan Yao and Bei Mo can take care of them."
Yan Funing's lips twitched when she heard this: "Mom, please go sit in the main hall first. I'll make dumplings with you after I chop the filling."
When she heard about food, Wan Niang nodded and agreed to let her daughter-in-law help her back to the main room.
After helping her mother-in-law sit down on the chair, Yan Funing immediately ran back to someone.
"born……"
She parted her cherry-red lips slightly and uttered only one word, but it seemed like no matter what she said it was wrong.
Fu Ciyi looked at her silently.
Eyes as deep as the sea seem to be able to reach people's hearts and leave them nowhere to hide.
Yan Funing stamped her foot and whispered in his ear, "When you graduate from high school, there will be many noble ladies from aristocratic families who will help you bear children. You must study hard for the exam!"
Fu Ciyi was confused when he heard this.
Yan Funing quickly walked out of the west wing. Seeing him stunned, she poked her head into the window, raised her arms and clenched her fists.
He encouraged her, "Keep going. When the time comes, you can pick the best-looking one and your baby will be beautiful too."
By then, they had already divorced, and she didn't have to worry about being shackled by him. If she had the chance to see his child, she could smile and say to others: "Look, that's my ex-husband's child. Isn't it beautiful!"
Thinking of this, she chuckled.
Then she happily ran back to the kitchen and started chopping the dumpling stuffing.
Bang bang sounds came from the kitchen, carrying with them joy.
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Why was she so happy when talking about other women giving birth to his children?
The happier she was, the unhappier he was.
I felt an inexplicable irritation in my heart.
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In the kitchen, Yan Funing washed the meat.
Thinking that lard smells great when used to cook, I decided to keep half of the fat to make lard.
There wasn't much fat in half a pound of meat, but luckily the stall owner gave me a small piece. I split it in half, chopped half and kept the other half.
Chop up a pound of lean meat, put it together with the chopped fat and cabbage, add soy sauce and salt, and a little sugar to enhance the flavor, and mix well.
I don’t have any other seasonings at home, so the color of the meat filling made with these seasonings is pretty good.
More than a pound of meat is not much for a family of five, but with the addition of cabbage, the amount of filling increases.
After preparing the filling, Yan Funing kneaded the dough to prepare the dumpling wrappers.
After everything was prepared, the filling and the kneaded dough were brought to the main room.
Wan Niang called the twins over, and the four of them started working together.
The square table in the main hall is large, providing ample space for the whole family to make dumplings together.
With the experience of making glutinous rice balls from the previous time, Fu Beimo got the hang of making dumplings this time. However, the shape was neither as round as glutinous rice balls nor as curled at both ends as dumplings.
Fu Nanyao laughed at him: "Why don't you make a round cake?"
Fu Beimo retorted: "As round as your face?"
Fu Nanyao: "Stinky Beimo!"
Fu Beimo raised his sleeve and sniffed himself: "It doesn't stink!"
Wan Niang laughed out loud, saying that days like this were pretty good.
After wrapping the dumplings, Yan Funing took them to the kitchen.
Nan Yao and Bei Mo still had flour on their hands from their previous quarrel, so they started playing with each other in the main hall.
Yan Funing didn't call them to light the fire. She lit the oil paper kraft paper that had wrapped the ribs and meat in the morning, and then put some chopped firewood on it to ignite it.
The small firewood caught fire quickly, and then the larger firewood was put on top.
Sure enough, the fire was made smoothly this time.
When Nan Yao and Bei Mo wanted to come and help light the fire, the fire in the stove was already very strong.
Fu Beimo clapped his hands and cheered: "Sister-in-law is smart!"
Fu Nanyao curled her lips: "Isn't it just a fire?"
Yan Funing was no longer surprised by Fu Nanyao's attitude.
It's good of her to come to the kitchen.
However, if she had the chance, she would have to have a good chat with her.
The water boiled quickly, and Yan Funing put the dumplings in. She added cold water three times before taking them out of the pot.
The dumplings are piping hot right out of the pot.
She had already wrapped the edge of the bowl with a cotton towel, but the tip of her index finger was still burned.
He was walking halfway and couldn't drop the bowl, so he had to grit his teeth and carry the bowl to the main room.
"hiss--"
As soon as I put down the bowl, the burned part felt a sharp pain.
Wan Niang heard her soft cry of pain and asked with concern, "What happened?"
"It's okay, Mom."
Yan Funing put her fingers in front of her lips and blew on them.
At this time, Fu Nanyao limped in.
Fu Beimo followed Yan Funing's example and brought a bowl of dumplings.
Wan Niang said, "Help me check on your sister-in-law. Is she burned?"
Fu Beimo noticed Yan Funing's red fingertips at a glance: "Yeah, it's hot and it hurts. Sister-in-law's hands are red." He put the bowl on the table, "The soup is hot."
Wan Niang said anxiously, "Fu Ning, go and rinse yourself with cold water."
Yan Funing responded and returned to the kitchen.
Fu Nanyao whispered two words to her back: "Spoiled."
He limped into the kitchen, took the cotton towel that Yan Funing had placed on the stove, and also brought a bowl of dumplings.
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