Meng Ying prepared the raw materials for making dumplings in advance. The Zhao family was well-off, so they prepared pure white flour.
There are three kinds of fillings: cabbage and pork filling, sauerkraut and pork filling, and lamb and green onion filling, which is very rich.
"Aunt, I'm stronger, so I'll chop the stuffing. You're more skilled, so you can knead the dough and roll it out."
Mincing the stuffing is a physically demanding task, and Jianshu, being quite strong, took it upon himself to do it. Meng Ying, on the other hand, rolled out the dough. After all, she was an old hand at this, and the dough she rolled out was more chewy and delicious without breaking.
"Okay, I'll get the kitchen knife and chopping board." Meng Ying also knew that Jian Shu was very strong now, so she agreed immediately.
"Sister Shu, what about me? How can I help?" Zhao Yueling asked proactively.
"Lingling, just make dumplings with us later."
Zhao Yueling nodded and agreed. She was willing to help, as she was very good at making dumplings.
Suddenly, the living room was filled with the sound of chopping stuffing, as well as the sound of gunfire coming from the TV and the voices of three people chatting.
After Jianshu had chopped all the meat and prepared the stuffing, Zhao Tianrui, who had never been able to get the clothes clean, ran out crying.
Because the water got cold, Meng Ying went to add hot water for him twice.
"Wow~ Mom, the clothes are too dirty and I can't wash them clean no matter how hard I try." Zhao Tianrui said crying.
Seeing his aggrieved look, Meng Ying taught him, "Now you know how difficult it is to wash your clothes. You only washed them once, and it took so long to get them clean.
Mommy washes your clothes every day. Now you know how hard it is to wash your clothes every day, right? "
"Woo woo~ Mom, I will never make clothes so dirty again. Are you tired of washing clothes every day?" Zhao Tianrui rubbed his eyes and said with concern, holding back his tears.
Meng Ying said seriously, "Yes, think about it. Mom has to wash clothes for the whole family every day. Your and Dad's clothes are so dirty. It's tiring to wash them every day. Look, Mom's hands are rough from soaking in water every day."
After saying that, he extended his hand for Zhao Tianrui to see.
Zhao Tianrui touched Meng Ying's hand with his little hand. It was indeed very rough. He couldn't help crying out of heartache again.
"Woo~ Mom, you've worked so hard, woooo~ Ruirui will never make you angry again."
Silly child, your hands are so tender. Compared to you, adults' hands are of course rough.
Jianshu felt helpless seeing Zhao Tianrui being deceived and agreeing to many of Meng Ying's conditions out of pity.
If you have a kindergarten diploma, you won't be cheated like this.
As far as she knew, Uncle Zhao was the one who washed all the clothes when he was at home, so Aunt Meng didn't have to worry about it at all.
Seeing Zhao Yueling next to him also looking speechless, it was clear that she also knew about it. It was just that Zhao Tianrui was still young and didn't pay attention, so he was deceived and confused.
However, Jianshu had no intention of exposing the truth. After all, children learn their lesson only after being beaten. If they don't get cheated by their family members, will they be cheated by outsiders in the future?
Aunt Meng was teaching him that he should be wary of others and be more careful in everything.
Of course, it was quite amusing to see Zhao Tianrui being fooled. But Jianshu would never admit to having a bad taste.
Zhao Tianrui, who had signed many unequal treaties without realizing it, stopped crying. Seeing his mother and sister working, he said with some guilt, "Mom, Ruirui will help you make dumplings. I'll give them to you after they're done."
"Okay, Ruirui will make dumplings with us, but Ruirui can just eat the dumplings he makes by himself. Mom will have dumplings to eat." Meng Ying agreed to Zhao Tianrui's request without hesitation.
However, she did not agree to Zhao Tianrui's suggestion of making dumplings for her. After all, the ones he made would definitely not be very good, so she decided to keep them for herself.
But how could Zhao Tianrui, who wanted to compensate his mother, agree? He insisted, "Ruirui doesn't want to eat. Mom has worked hard, so give it all to her."
Zhao Tianrui sat next to Zhao Yueling and tried to learn how to make dumplings. However, he was too weak to pinch them tightly, and there was too much filling, so the dumplings were bulging. He knew at a glance that the filling would show through once they were put into the pot, and they might just end up as noodle soup.
Looking at the weird dumplings her son made, Meng Ying, who had shot herself in the foot, felt that she was not worthy of his kindness.
After repeatedly refusing to get what she wanted, Meng Ying simply shifted the blame and said, "Ruirui, look at your father, he goes out early and comes back late every day, he works so hard. You should give the dumplings you made to him as a reward. He will definitely be happy if he knows."
Zhao Tianrui thought about it and felt that what his mother said made sense. His father also worked very hard. He also saw that his father had many scars on his body, and he had to make dumplings for his father to eat. However, he would not forget his mother.
He nodded and said, "Well, Dad has worked so hard, so Ruirui will pack more, and Mom and Dad will each have half."
"Poof~" Jianshu and Zhao Yueling, who were watching the show on the side, couldn't help it.
Hearing Zhao Tianrui's answer, Meng Ying's face froze as her wish failed.
Hearing their laughter again, she said faintly, "Shushu, Lingling looks so happy. Does she want to eat the dumplings her brother made too?"
"Aunt, I didn't..."
"Mom, I'm not..."
The two spoke in unison, but before they could finish, they were interrupted by Meng Ying.
She smiled at the two of them and said to Zhao Tianrui with ill intent, "Ruirui, Dad and Mom have already eaten dumplings, but your sisters haven't yet. They are so good to you, you can't forget them. Your sister Shu also brought you new clothes today, you have to make some dumplings for them too."
Hehe, as a family, of course we have to share the joys and sorrows.
If her eldest son lived far away and the dumplings she sent to him were not spoiled, she would have sent some to him as well so that he could taste his brother's cooking.
Zhao Tianlei in the distance: Fortunately, I was far away and escaped.
Zhao Tianrui, who was busy making dumplings, agreed happily without even looking up. "We have everything. No need to fight over it."
Jian Shu and Zhao Yueling, who were dragged into the water and shared the hardships, looked at each other, and then looked at Meng Ying with resentment.
Meng Ying looked at the sky, the earth, and the dumplings, but didn't look at the two of them.
At this point, the two were helpless and had no choice but to speed up the process of making dumplings. The more they made, the less would be left for Zhao Tianrui.
However, except for Zhao Tianrui, the other three people had the same inner thoughts.
Meng Ying: Let Lao Zhao eat more when the time comes.
Jianshu: Let Uncle Zhao eat more when the time comes.
Zhao Yueling: Let dad eat more when the time comes.
At this time, Zhao Mingze in the military camp sneezed several times, causing everyone around him to ask with concern: "Old Zhao, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"
Zhao Mingze waved his hand and said, "It's okay. It must be Shushu. Her mother and daughter are talking about me."
I wonder if Zhao Mingze, who guessed it right at once, guessed what they were talking about.
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