Aunt Li was also very careful, following Sheng Xiping and Zhou Qinglan's instructions to try to make some light and delicious dishes.
To avoid excessive oiliness that could cause gastrointestinal discomfort and negatively impact Sheng Xitai's health.
Finally, I finished the last exam.
"How did it go? How did you feel about the exam?" Sheng Xiping was waiting in his car outside the exam hall when he saw Sheng Xitai come out with a big smile on his face, so he asked with a smile.
For the past two days, he simply didn't dare to ask, for fear of affecting his younger brother's mood.
"It was alright, the exam went smoothly. I could do most of the questions, and I figured out the few difficult ones later."
Sheng Xitai finally breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the exam.
"Let's go home. What do you want to eat tonight? At home, or out for a meal?"
Finally, the exams were over, and Sheng Xiping was in a great mood, so when he got on the bus, he asked his younger brother.
"Your sister-in-law bought meat and vegetables this morning. I think she's going to make dumplings."
“When did my sister-in-law learn to make dumplings from our mom? Okay, dumplings it is then. I haven’t had them in a while, and I’m really craving them.”
After the exam, the heavy weight on his heart was lifted, and Sheng Xitai relaxed. His love of food came out, and he craved dumplings.
"Haha, you're absolutely right. Birds of a feather flock together." Sheng Xiping laughed heartily upon hearing this.
My mom loves making dumplings, and that habit has never changed.
In the years since Zhou Qinglan married into the Sheng family, influenced by Zhang Shuzhen, she has also developed a love for making dumplings.
"Come on, let's go home and see if your sister-in-law is making dumplings at home."
The two brothers chatted and laughed as they returned home. As soon as they entered the yard, before they even went inside, they could smell the aroma of dumpling filling.
"Sure enough, Lao Liu and I were right, they really are making dumplings at home."
As Sheng Xiping spoke, he walked into the house. When he entered the east room, he saw Wang Chunxiu, Zhou Qinglan, and Aunt Li making dumplings.
"Oh, Mom's off work today?"
"Well, I don't have that much work now. I'll be in charge of delivering babies, but other things are taken care of by others."
"It just so happens that I'm off work today, and Qinglan said her family is making dumplings, so I came over to join in the fun."
Wang Chunxiu is only two years younger than Zhou Mingyuan and is not many years away from retirement. Now she is responsible for training some young doctors, which is much more relaxed than before.
Most of the dumplings had already been made, so Sheng Xiping and Sheng Xitai stopped helping and went to chop firewood and boil water.
Just then, the water boiled over here, and the dumplings were all wrapped up inside. Sheng Xinhua and Sheng Xinyu, the two children, also came in with their schoolbags on their backs.
Sheng Xinhua is in second grade now. He's doing quite well in school, so his family doesn't have to worry about him much.
Every day after school, she automatically and consciously finishes her homework, and can even help her younger brother recognize characters and read books.
Sheng Xinyu is in preschool and will start primary school this fall.
The school is close to the Sheng family's house, so the two children don't need anyone to pick them up or drop them off; they come back on their own.
"Dad, we have our final exams tomorrow. After the exams, can you take us back to the forest farm? I miss Grandpa, Grandma, and my little sister."
As soon as he entered, Sheng Xinhua spoke to Sheng Xiping.
Sheng Xiping watched his son spout nonsense without batting an eye and couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
These two rascals, do they miss their grandparents? They clearly miss their friends at the forest farm, don't they?
They were thinking about how they would behave and be mischievous when they got back to the forest farm.
"Let's wait a few days. You still need to go back to school to hear your grades, and the teachers still need to assign holiday homework."
Sheng Xiping raised his hand and rubbed his son's head, not hesitating to expose the two mischievous kids.
He was going to demolish and rebuild the house anyway, and the children had nowhere to live if they stayed, so it would be better for them all to go back to the forest farm.
"Oh, okay then." Sheng Xinhua pouted; he thought he could go back after the exam.
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