Sun Cuie was unsure about what Feng Dongmei was saying.
She has been very worried these past few days.
She didn't know what Zhang Min and Zhang Xianglong said that day.
But these past few days, Zhang Xianglong has clearly been distracted, as if he's always thinking about something.
Sun Cuie didn't know what Zhang Xianglong was doing outside, but she suspected that he had gone out to find Zhang Min.
But she only guessed and suspected these things.
She even felt that after being with Zhang Xianglong for ten years, she doubted him and her man because of Zhang Min.
This is disrespectful and shows a lack of trust in him.
In the past, they would talk about everything together.
She always felt that their ten-year relationship was unbreakable and that they were truly meant to grow old together.
"Then let's wait a little longer."
It was already past midnight, and there was still no sign of Zhang Xianglong.
Sun Cuie stood up. "Let's cook them first. We can't wait any longer, or the dumplings will spoil. Once they're cooked, we can eat them. The children are very active and must be hungry."
Sun Xiangdong stood up and picked up the dumplings. "Okay, sister-in-law, let's eat first."
Sun Cuie and Feng Dongmei were cooking dumplings, but Sun Xiangdong didn't eat first; instead, he let the children eat first.
Sun Xiangdong was still thinking that if Zhang Xianglong came back, the two of them could have a drink together.
Dumplings and wine, the more you drink, the better!
Sun Cuie put the garlic sauce on the table. "Xiangdong, Xiaomei, let's eat first. Don't worry about Xianglong. We'll heat it up for him when he gets back."
At this moment, Zhang Xianglong was lying on Zhang Min's bed.
Zhang Min just lay there watching him.
"You still say you have no feelings for me?" Zhang Min reached out and stroked his chest. "Zhang Xianglong, hasn't your wife satisfied you these past few days?"
Zhang Xianglong cursed himself inwardly.
On his way here, he kept telling himself that he couldn't leave Sun Cuie; they had a ten-year relationship.
He came today to have a complete talk with Zhang Min and to sever all ties.
However, when he saw Zhang Min wearing a tank top and red lipstick, he really couldn't resist.
The two of them rolled onto the bed.
Seeing that Zhang Xianglong remained silent, Zhang Min continued, "Zhang Xianglong, how is it? Didn't the dumplings I made for you turn out well?"
Upon hearing the mention of dumplings, Zhang Xianglong immediately sat up and began to get dressed.
"We'll talk about our business later," Zhang Xianglong said as he got off the ground. "Cui'e's child will be going home in a few days, so please give me some peace and quiet for now."
Zhang Min rolled her eyes at Zhang Xianglong, then held out her hand, "Trying to shut me up with your mouth?"
Zhang Xianglong took out his wallet from his pocket, counted out ten ten-yuan bills, and handed them to her. "My money didn't grow on trees. My wife knows how much money I have."
After all, it was Fu Linchuan who sent them. Fu Linchuan wouldn't say anything, but if Sun Cuie asked, Fu Linchuan would definitely tell her.
Zhang Min accepted the hundred yuan with satisfaction. "Zhang Xianglong, you work so hard outside, it's not easy for you. I didn't expect your wife to manage all your money. You're such a wimp."
Zhang Xianglong put on his pants and fastened his belt. "Zhang Min, are you truly sincere towards me?"
Zhang Min raised her head. "Of course, otherwise what do you think I'd want from you? You don't think I'd want your money, do you? There are plenty of people richer than you, but I haven't dated any of them."
Zhang Xianglong took a deep breath. "In short, don't come looking for me for the time being."
After he finished speaking, he stood in front of the mirror, looked himself over, and thought, "Not bad, I can't see anything wrong with myself."
By the time Zhang Xianglong arrived home, everyone had already finished eating.
Sun Xiangdong said, "Xianglong, where have you been? You're really something, we didn't wait for you, we've already finished eating. It smelled so good."
Zhang Xianglong laughed and said, "It's my fault, it's my fault for delaying. You guys were right not to wait, otherwise the dumplings would have gone bad."
Feng Dongmei said, "Brother Xianglong, your wife's cooking is really good. We ate a lot and didn't hold back at all."
"No need to be so polite, it's no exaggeration to say we're all family," Zhang Xianglong said.
Sun Cuie looked at it and said, "I'll go heat it up for you, wait a moment."
Zhang Xianglong went to wash his hands. "No, you and Dongmei go chat. I'll heat it up myself and then I'll clean up. I haven't even started making dumplings yet, so I need to tidy up the kitchen properly."
Sun Cuie was stunned.
In the past, Zhang Xianglong would also do these things at home, and the two of them would work together.
He often said that she herself had a hard time at home, having to take care of the elderly and the children, and she didn't get to eat good food.
These past few days, Zhang Xianglong hasn't lifted a finger; he didn't even help with the New Year's Eve dinner.
Now that Sun Xiangdong and Feng Dongmei are here, he seems to have returned to his original self.
Sun Cuie was somewhat dazed. Could it be that people really do change?
Or rather, can it be disguised?
The person who was pretending has now become Zhang Xianglong, the man she loves and trusts with all her heart? The father of their child?
Sun Xiangdong went into the kitchen and asked, "Xianglong, what have you been doing all morning?"
Zhang Xianglong said, "Ah, I had to go and maintain contact with a client. After chatting for a few minutes, I realized it was already this late, so I rushed back."
Sun Xiangdong couldn't help but sigh, "It seems I have a lot to learn from you. When Da Chuan said he was on holiday, I didn't think much of it. You still know to maintain good relationships with customers."
Zhang Xianglong remained silent for a moment before getting to work, without saying anything more.
The dumplings were served again. He dipped them in garlic sauce, took a bite, and the beef filling burst with juice.
Sun Cuie's fillings are always like this: tender and delicious, and the dumpling wrappers are also just the right amount of chewy. It's a flavor that belongs only to Sun Cuie.
Sun Xiangdong and Feng Dongmei left without Sun Cuie asking them anything.
After the Lantern Festival, Fu Linchuan and Xu Chunmai finally returned to Kyoto with their child.
Of the two factories, one started work on the eighth day of the first lunar month, and the other on the tenth day.
Fu Linchuan immediately started working on factory matters upon his return.
While Zhang Xianglong was out running errands, Sun Xiangdong casually remarked to Fu Linchuan in the office, "You and Chunmai really did stay in your hometown for this long this time."
Fu Linchuan said, "My parents-in-law haven't seen us for a long time, and they especially miss their two granddaughters, so they want to spend more time with them."
"Oh, right, Uncle Sun asked me to bring you something. I'll deliver it to your house later."
Sun Xiangdong laughed and said, "Sure, I'm not too busy right now. Let's invite Xianglong over for drinks tonight. Dongmei's here, don't you guys love her meatballs?"
Fu Linchuan thought for a moment, "That works too. You guys get together quite often these days, right?"
Sun Xiangdong sat down. "Yes, we always eat together. On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, we had planned to go out for dumplings. My sister-in-law invited us, but Xianglong went out to maintain relationships with clients. He worked so hard. We had all finished eating before he came back."
Fu Linchuan raised an eyebrow, "Maintain clients? Which client are you going to maintain on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year?"
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