Chapter 197 What if that little girl gets upset and accidentally kills me?
"Dad, you don't really need to be in such a hurry..." The chubby boy said somewhat dejectedly as he ate a roast chicken in the carriage.
"Smack..."
Fatty Dong immediately slapped his son on the head.
"What do you know, kid? Since that girl is so capable, you'll definitely try to find a way to make her your wife!" Fatty Dong was a businessman, and after a little calculation, he had an idea.
"Ah..." Sanpang, who was gnawing on roast chicken, suddenly became unhappy. He glared at Sanpang, his eyes widening, much larger than before.
He dropped the roast chicken in his hand and grabbed his father's sweat-soaked gray-blue long gown.
"Father, what are you saying? I'm so young, how can I be engaged!"
After saying that, I couldn't help but think of Xiao Su Bao, who was quite well-behaved.
But that tiny one doesn't look like it can give birth to a big, healthy son...
Moreover, the thought of the little dumpling carrying a stone slab over its head and smashing the ferocious tiger made him shudder.
"Dad, Dad, don't do anything rash! What if that girl gets upset and accidentally kills me?" Sanpang's little oily hands gripped his father tightly, tears welling up in his eyes!
Fatty Dong was furious. He grabbed his son's hand and looked at his greasy clothes with a face full of anger.
He grabbed his son's tuft of hair at the back of his head and said irritably, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting!"
"How could a four or five-year-old girl possibly lift such a large rock and fight a ferocious tiger? I think you're still dreaming!"
As Fatty Dong was speaking, he heard his servant's voice beside him: "Master, we've arrived at Tangjia Village!"
Fatty Dong nodded, but his eyes held a strange emotion.
His son had been living in the county town. A few days ago, his wife took the child back to her parents' home, but unexpectedly lost their son there!
If he hadn't wanted to talk to his wife about this business deal a few days ago, he probably wouldn't have known about it at all.
Instead of realizing they were wrong, the Yue family blamed him...
He was old and, for some reason, would be unable to have children in the future. He was also an orphan, and those people actually set their sights on him.
"Father, who are you plotting against now! Fine, I'll ask you but you won't tell me, so I won't ask anymore. But please, please don't agree to the engagement! I'm mainly worried you'll get beaten to death..."
When Sanpang thought about how much the people of Tangjia Village cared for the little dumpling, he immediately realized that his father was overthinking things!
Besides, I don't like little Su Bao being that tiny!
He likes...
Sanpang's face flushed slightly, and his small eyes shone brightly...
"You child..." Fatty Dong had only thought about it, but when he heard his son's words, he was utterly helpless.
Before they knew it, the carriage had arrived at the Tang family's residence.
The little dumpling and Qian were cooking in the kitchen. There was still a lot of braised meat left. Qian tasted it and found it to be delicious.
It tastes even better when it's cold!
I also made some pickled vegetables, steamed some buns, and boiled a big bowl of goat milk for Xiaosubing. Each of my grandsons also got a portion, though it was a little less than usual.
The little dumpling was helping Qian Shi tend the fire in front of the stove, while Xiao Mo Bao was being called by Qian Shi to wash vegetables.
The three of them were quiet in the kitchen.
A delicious aroma suddenly wafted over, and Xiao Su Bao looked up to see the plump, white steamed buns, which were still steaming hot.
The little dumpling couldn't help but swallow hard, its eyes shining.
"Mom's steamed buns look delicious..." the little dumpling couldn't help but say.
Madam Qian was taken aback, but upon hearing this flattery, she immediately smiled: "Of course, Mother's steamed buns are the best. These are little steamed buns that Mother made for you, and I even added brown sugar inside!"
As she spoke, Madam Qian reached out and grabbed a small brown sugar bun, handing one to Xiao Su Bao and another to Xiao Mo Bao.
"Mo Bao just helped wash the vegetables, so eat up!" Madam Qian said softly to little Mo Bao.
The little dumpling was taken aback, looking at Qian Shi and then at the little steamed bun in her palm.
The little steamed bun was only the size of her two fists, plump and soft, and looked very delicious.
"Eat quickly, you still have work to do later!" Qian urged the two little ones when they didn't start eating.
Xiao Mobao looked at Qian Shi, then at Xiao Subao, but didn't rush to make a move.
Holding the warm steamed bun in her hands, Xiao Su Bao felt a warmth spread through her heart for some reason.
Little Su Bao looked up, took a bite of the steamed bun, and started eating.
"Thank you, Mom! This is the best steamed bun I've ever eaten!"
The steamed buns were very fragrant and sweet, and the brown sugar inside was slightly hot, but the little dumpling just couldn't bear to spit them out.
She ate very carefully, and in the end, she even cleaned up the crumbs on her hands.
The movements were very familiar.
Little Mo Bao imitated Little Su Bao's movements, but at a faster pace.
His face immediately turned red from being burned by the steamed bun...
Madam Qian quickly handed over a bowl of warm water: "Eat slowly, no one will take it from you, there's plenty more in the pot!"
"Cough cough..." Xiao Mo Bao coughed a few times, her cheeks turning even redder.
"Thank you..." he whispered to Ms. Qian.
As Mrs. Qian listened, a hint of satisfaction appeared in her eyes, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Alright, after you finish eating, go and wake the others up for breakfast!" Madam Qian patted Xiao Su Bao's head, then, as if remembering something, reached out and patted Xiao Mo Bao's head as well.
"Okay!" the little dumpling replied crisply, giving Qian a sweet smile.
Mo Bao nodded in agreement and said, "Okay!"
Looking at their lively appearance, Qian's smile deepened.
The little dumpling went first to wake up her three nephews.
"Nephew Da Bao, get up and eat!" The little dumpling stood at the door of Tang Da Bao and the others, his soft, baby voice making even calling for meals seem adorable.
Xiao Mobao stood to the side and reached out to knock on the door.
"I understand!" Tang Dabao replied, and then came a rustling sound from inside.
After making sure they were awake, Xiao Su Bao ran next door to call for more people.
Tang Dabao dragged Xiao Sanbao and pulled Tang Erbao out of the house.
"Second brother, second sister-in-law, dinner's ready..."
After going around once, the little dumpling managed to turn on all the lights in the room before it was finally at ease.
Sun Cuihua and Wang Xiuer were used to it; if their mother got up early, she would prepare the food.
If they got up early, Sun Cuihua would cook while Wang Xiuer tended the fire or chopped firewood...
Farmers typically eat two meals a day, except in the autumn when they prepare three meals a day to give everyone the energy to work.
Yun Qi walked in front, with Xiao Mo Bao following behind.
The little guy didn't speak, he was quiet, and before even entering the house, he started looking around.
The little dumpling who was just in the yard has vanished!
Looking into the house, he was stunned by how lively it was inside.
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