Li Xiangyun started preparing to make dumplings. Everything was ready, so she had no choice but to make them.
Huo Junshan and Huo Jianguo rolled out the dough, while Wang Cuihong, Zhang Hongying, and Li Xiangyun made dumplings. Yun Ningyan also helped make a few.
There were many frozen dumplings in the yard, but these dumplings had a lot of pickled cabbage and very little meat.
She made these dumplings today so that Yun Ningyan could take more at the back, so they could eat them later.
This isn't for heartless people.
The snow was falling day by day, and it was getting heavier and heavier.
They were making dumplings inside the house, which had already frozen. After they finished making the dumplings, Li Xiangyun put a cloth bag over them and collected most of them, saying, "Take these back and cook them for breakfast."
There weren't many dumplings left, and Yun Ningyan said, "Mother, aren't there too many?"
Li Xiangyun: "It's not much, you can take it back."
The two took the dumplings home, and that evening, Huo Junshan cooked dumplings.
This was Yun Ningyan's second time eating sauerkraut dumplings. She ate one and nodded, "They're even better than the last ones."
Huo Junshan said, "If you like, we can make some ourselves after we finish the dumplings. Mom makes plenty of sauerkraut."
They were eating hot dumplings here, but the Huo family in the front yard were eating mixed flour pancakes.
Huo Jianshe couldn't taste anything in his food; he couldn't even swallow it. "Mom, didn't we make dumplings today? Why didn't you cook them?"
Li Xiangyun rolled her eyes at him: "Those were saved for the New Year. If you want to eat them now, there aren't any!"
Huo Jianshe glanced at Huo Changlan, then at Yao Qingqing and Yao Tingting. He lowered his head to eat and stopped talking.
Last year, my mother started cooking the dumplings early in the morning, but this year, because there are a few people who eat rice for free, they can't have any dumplings to eat.
What bad luck! He had absolutely no good impression of the mother and her two daughters.
He just loafs around at home all day, eating and drinking without ever helping his mother with any chores.
He kept causing trouble for his third sister-in-law.
Yun Ningyan felt a little full after eating, and she said, holding her stomach, "Huo Junshan, I ate too much, I feel a little bloated."
Huo Junshan finished the rest of the dumplings: "I'll do some practice problems and read a book for a while later."
He leaned close to Yun Ningyan's ear and whispered, "You'll feel better after some more exercise tonight."
Yun Ningyan hit him lightly: "You're always thinking about that kind of thing, it's so annoying!"
Yun Ningyan ignored him, put down her bowl, and went to the main house, where she walked around.
At Aunt Ma's house.
Ma Lao Er had just finished exercising at Widow Wang's place. He came back clutching his stomach, which was rumbling. The lunch he had just eaten had already been digested. "Mom," he said, "I'm hungry. I want to eat noodles."
Aunt Ma glared fiercely at Song Pandi, who was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed): "My son is hungry, you little slut, didn't you hear me? Go and cook some noodles for him!"
Song Pandi glared at Ma Lao Er and got up to go to the kitchen to cook noodles. Ma Da Niang kept staring at Song Pandi's stomach.
When I was pregnant with my son and several daughters, the shape of my belly was completely different. My daughters' bellies were round, while my sons' bellies were pointed.
But recently she discovered that Song Pandi's belly was round, which means that she is very likely pregnant with a girl.
Aunt Ma glared at Song Pandi's retreating figure with disgust: "Useless thing, she's carrying a girl!"
You're so useless!
She smiled and said to Ma Lao Er, "Son, I think your wife is carrying a girl. Why don't you have an abortion? Then you can have a son."
Ma Lao Er's eyes widened: "What? A daughter? I don't want a daughter, I only want a son, Mother, you can decide."
Aunt Ma nodded.
Song Pandi went to the kitchen, took out noodles, made noodles for Ma Lao Er, and also poached two eggs.
Because she is too!
Recently, Aunt Ma has been complaining that she is pregnant with a girl and that she is not being fed. She only gets two cornbread buns a day and is starving.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she secretly scooped out an egg, glanced at the doorway, and quickly stuffed it into her mouth.
But the freshly cooked eggs were very hot, so she took a bite with a slurping sound and swallowed it without chewing much.
She took a bite, then another bite of noodles. She had already made a little too much, so Ma Lao Er wouldn't notice if she ate a little.
She ate a small bowl in the kitchen, but Ma Lao Er was very hungry. He clutched his stomach and called out, "Mom, go see if my noodles are ready yet?"
"well!"
Aunt Ma got up and walked towards the kitchen. As soon as she reached the kitchen door, she saw Song Pandi secretly eating noodles with a bowl in her hand.
She shouted angrily, "You little slut! How dare you steal food! Looks like I've been too good to you. I'll beat you to death!"
She bent down, took out a broom from behind the door, and started whipping Song Pandi's buttocks.
Song Pandi panicked and ran away in a hurry, not even having time to put down the bowl in her hand: "Mother, Mother, please don't hit me! I was just too hungry. I was so hungry that I couldn't help but eat a little."
Aunt Ma snorted coldly: "Am I starving you? You eat two cornbread buns a day, isn't that enough? How dare you steal my son's noodles!"
She said she was going to hit Song Pandi. Song Pandi dodged and weaved in the kitchen, and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a crash and shattered!
Aunt Ma's eyes widened as she angrily shouted, "You little slut! I hit you twice, and you smashed the bowl! Do you even know how much a bowl costs? You little slut, you deserve to die!"
Song Pandi ran away after being beaten. She really didn't want to be beaten anymore. When Aunt Ma saw her run away, she didn't chase after her. She spat and said, "You little bitch! You can't escape my grasp!"
Song Pandi really had nowhere to go, so she had no choice but to go to Meng Zhenzhen. She couldn't stand living like this anymore. She wanted to go back to the city and ask her mother to help her get out of this awful place, or at least send her some money.
She didn't have a single friend, and the only person she could talk to was Meng Zhenzhen, and that was because of their common enemy, Yun Ningyan.
She went to the educated youth settlement.
Lin Mengmeng and Zhang Qiang were boiling water outside. Lin Mengmeng's kettle ran out of hot water, so she came out to boil some more.
When she saw Song Pandi coming over, she only glanced at her twice and then ignored her.
Just as Song Pandi was about to speak to her, he saw Lin Mengmeng chatting and laughing with Zhang Qiang.
Even Zhang Qiang ignored her.
She still smiled and spoke to Lin Mengmeng: "Lin Zhiqing, is Meng Zhiqing inside? I'm looking for her."
Lin Mengmeng turned to look at her: "Go find her then. I think you're planning to harm Ningning with Meng Zhenzhen again, aren't you?"
Song Pandi shook her head. She supported her belly with one hand and was dressed very thinly. Her cotton-padded jacket and trousers were discarded by Aunt Ma and had been worn for decades. They were not warm at all and were very stiff.
My hands were covered in chilblains, and my face was also covered in chilblains; it looked a bit scary.
She smiled, suppressing her anger: "No, I need to speak with Meng Zhiqing!"
She cursed Lin Mengmeng in her heart.
He clenched his fist tightly: What's so great about him? He's just Yun Ningyan's simp!
After dealing with Yun Ningyan, we'll deal with her too.
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