The topic of giving money ended inexplicably. Lu Zixiao and Lin Ze finished the rest of the work in silence. After they were ready, they went to the yard to start making dumplings.
Before leaving the kitchen, Lu Zixiao suddenly called him: "Um, Lin Ze..."
"Why? Do I have to pay?" Lin Ze asked back reflexively.
"No, I won't give it to you." Lu Zixiao smiled slightly. "I just want to ask if uncle and aunt are doing well recently. I haven't visited them for a long time."
"It's pretty good. My dad manages our supermarket, and my mom designs clothes and is so worried that she pulls her hair out every day," Lin Ze said. "But you haven't been to my house for a long time. My mom thought you were scared because her cooking was too bad."
Lu Zixiao held his forehead with his hand: "...Auntie's thoughts are still jumping around as usual."
"I neglected this matter. I'll buy some things and go see them in a few days."
"It's okay, you're busy, they all understand." Lin Ze paused, "Just come, don't buy anything, my dad said, if you buy anything, he'll give it to you."
Lu Zixiao's mouth twitched: "Uncle and aunt are really... good to me."
Lin Ze smiled and patted his shoulder. "They just see that it's not easy for you to make money. If you ask me, why are you still working everywhere? You've seen the scale of our supermarket before, and we're short of staff right now. You can just start working right away, and I'll have my dad give you a salary of 10,000. How about that?"
"What's that?" Lu Zixiao slapped his hand away, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "Sympathize with me? Help me?"
"This is just a favor to you," Lin Ze held his arm, "I'm not tired and I open a lot, why wouldn't you do it?"
"No, then what's the difference between me and someone who got in through the backdoor?" Lu Zixiao decisively refused. "Lin Ze, I appreciate your kindness, but I still want to make money on my own. Stop trying to persuade me."
Lin Ze curled his lips and glared at his back, "What a stubborn donkey!"
Lu Zixiao placed the dough basin and the basin of meat stuffing on the table in the yard. The weather was very good today and it was not very hot at this time, which was perfect for making dumplings.
Xiaobao, who was in the house, peeked through the window and saw the two of them taking things out. He put on his slippers and ran out in small steps. He stood in front of the table with sparkling eyes, looking extremely expectant.
Not only him, but Lu Ziyi and others also followed closely behind, rolling up their sleeves, looking like they were ready for a big fight.
"Are you all ready?" Lin Ze said with a smile, "Those who know you are going to make dumplings will think you are going to have a fight somewhere."
Lu Zixiao was a little surprised. He thought Xiaobao just wanted to experience the feeling of making dumplings, but he didn't expect all these people to come out.
He couldn't help but ask, "Don't you guys always wait to eat? Why did you think of joining in today?"
"Because Xiaobao feels sorry for you," Lu Ziyi chuckled, "Xiaobao wants you to finish your work earlier and rest for a while."
"Yeah," the little guy nodded in agreement. "We have strength in numbers, so we can definitely finish wrapping it quickly and then have dinner early."
"Brother, just leave it to us," Lu Jiaming said confidently. "Making dumplings is not difficult at all. I'll definitely be able to do it right away!"
"I think I should be fine." Lu Jiayang picked up the rolling pin and gestured twice, "I'll roll out the dumpling wrappers later."
Lu Zixiao was very pleased with their kindness, and he rarely showed a trace of tenderness, "Okay, then you go wash your hands first, and start wrapping when you come back."
The table was still a bit too high for Xiaobao and Li Mingyang, so they both brought small stools over, which were just enough for them to stand on.
They all started with great confidence, but as more people came, Lu Zixiao found that he was almost out of space. After a lot of pushing and shoving, he was squeezed out by Lu Jiayang and Lu Jiaming, who forced him to rest and direct the team on the side.
But before he could feel a little more emotional about his brothers growing up and becoming sensible, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Jiayang, you can't stretch the dumpling wrappers back and forth like this, otherwise they'll be too thin and break easily...it's already broken so much?!"
"Jiaming, what are you making? Tangyuan?"
"Mingyang, you...it only took you five minutes to wrap one?"
"Lu Yuxuan! How many mouthfuls of meat have you snuck into? Are you stupid? Don't you know the meat isn't cooked yet?!"
Lu Zixiao felt like his lungs were about to explode. Looking at the strange-shaped dumplings on the chopping board, his head was buzzing for a moment.
"Look, big brother, I made these." Xiaobao excitedly pointed at a small pile of dumplings, tilting his head up as if asking for praise.
Lu Zixiao's sight finally fell on that little corner, and sure enough, the dumplings made by Xiaobao were much more normal.
His expression instantly brightened up, and he praised, "Excellent, Xiaobao is awesome!"
"Where are mine?" Li Mingyang took ten minutes to wrap two and put them together with Xiaobao's.
Lu Zixiao took a look and nodded: "That's pretty good, but Mingyang, your speed..."
"If you finish packing at this rate, we won't be able to eat when school starts," Lu Yuxuan suddenly interrupted.
I have to admit that this is what Lu Zixiao wanted to say.
Fortunately, there is someone at home to speak up for him, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to say this to Li Mingyang.
"That's better than what you made," Li Mingyang said, pointing at the dumplings in front of Lu Yuxuan. "The ones you made can't even stand up, they're all lying down."
"What's wrong with lying down?" Lu Yuxuan said, "My dumpling is tired and doesn't want to stand. Can't I lie down for a while?"
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