She said excitedly: "It's made."
Wei Dong took the money and asked in a low voice: "Is it against the law?"
With two fingers raised, Lian Yuqing swore to the sky: "I will punish evil and promote good, and rob the rich to help the poor."
His tone rose: "It makes sense to punish evil and encourage good, but robbing the rich to help the poor, who are you helping?"
He snatched the money away at lightning speed, and Lian Yuqing pointed at him and said, "The Wei family is extremely poor."
"Did you get beaten up because you're itchy?"
Lian Yuqing immediately backed off: "I don't dare."
She didn't want to say where the money came from, and Wei Dong didn't ask much. He believed her if she said it was not illegal.
Wei Dong: "Don't deposit the money yet, and don't spend it yet. Wait for a while before spending it."
He was afraid that the other party would use some dirty tricks to find the person out.
Lian Yuqing nodded.
Some people are in high spirits when good things happen, so much so that on New Year's Eve, the army arranged for the soldiers' families to make dumplings together and watch the art troupe's performance outdoors. Lian Yuqing had no complaints.
Normally, she would have pouted and been in a bad mood. Watching a performance for several hours outdoors in the freezing cold was not an enjoyment but a torture.
We started making dumplings in the canteen in the afternoon.
Among all the military families, only Yu Qing didn't know how to make dumplings. She stayed with Cai Guifen and Xu Qiuhong, and would compliment them from time to time. Naturally, she didn't say anything. She just ate melon seeds and drank tea beside them.
Although some people were unhappy, it was New Year's Eve and anyone who dared to quarrel would be at odds with the instructor. Besides, Cai Guifen would help to cover Lian and Qing's share.
When Wei Dong arrived at the cafeteria, he found that everyone was working enthusiastically, except for his wife who was watching from the side. He walked over and whispered in her ear: "Can't you just pretend to work?"
Lian Yuqing said to him: "No, I put a lot of cream on my hands before I went out. If you don't want everyone to have diarrhea after eating dumplings, try it."
Wei Dong tapped her forehead, then washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves and started making dumplings.
"Is there only dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner?" Lian Yuqing asked.
Wei Dong fiddled with his hands and feet, and in a few seconds a beautiful dumpling was formed. He said, "There are other dishes. Don't worry, you won't go hungry."
"That's not necessarily true. I won't watch any show if I'm hungry."
In fact, this was a bit of an empty statement, because Yang Mei would definitely perform in the art troupe's performance that evening, and she had already told them in person that she must come and watch.
If Lian Yuqing hadn't come, she would have brought an iron rod and broken Lian Yuqing's legs the next day.
Seeing that arrogant look, Wei Dong wanted to touch her head again, but as soon as he raised his arm, Lian Yuqing saw that his hands were full of flour and immediately dodged to the side.
I don’t know how many dumplings he made, but the chef cooked pot after pot, and as soon as they were served, they were immediately snatched away.
A small person like Lian Yuqing could not get any food, luckily she had a strong man. As soon as the dumplings came out, Wei Dong grabbed the bowl and put the dumplings in front of her, letting her eat first.
After eating about three rounds, she couldn't finish more than ten dumplings. Lian Yuqing was from the south and was not very good at eating pasta.
Wei Dong was not satisfied: "Are you full already? Eat more."
"I really can't eat anymore. I'm going to vomit soon."
After a while, Wei Dong said, "Then eat more vegetables later. You are too thin and have no meat on your body. You need to gain more meat next year."
Lian Qingpi, who was not smiling, whispered in his ear: "You have touched those two taels of meat a lot!"
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