"Happy New Year, Aunt Cheng. I'm so sorry to bother you so late."
Cheng Jing quickly wiped the flour off her hands and took Feng Yaoyao's little hand.
"There's no such thing as disturbing you. I'm just happy that you came."
Her gaze fell on Qin Bai, who was standing at the door, and she glared at him fiercely.
Son.
You are such a good son to your mother.
On the left is Shen Guaiguai, on the right is Feng Yaoyao.
If you can't keep things fair, how can you expect to have a good life in the future?
I've never encountered anything like this in my life. Not to mention her, if you take out the family tree and go back three generations, I doubt any mother-in-law has ever encountered such a situation.
Qin Bai spread his hands, looking aggrieved.
Life is full of challenges.
Mom, you can do it, I believe in you.
"Um... Mu Yao, Yao Yao, come and sit down, keep Auntie company for a while."
"Qin Bai, my good son, go and make dumplings."
Hearing that gritted teeth tone, Qin Bai quickly ran to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then ran to the work surface to start making dumplings.
Not a moment's delay.
No more giggling, I've already behaved myself.
I feel like this mom is about to explode and beat me up at any moment.
And so, Cheng Jing sat in the middle, with one daughter-in-law on her left and one on her right.
They chatted while keeping their eyes fixed on the direction of the bedroom.
Cheng Jing, who had never believed in gods or Buddhas, had begun to pray.
My goodness!
Yao Rou mustn't get up at this time.
If I saw this, I wouldn't be able to remain friends with this person anymore.
It's too difficult.
Being a person is so hard.
Qin Bai looked at the three women beside him chatting and laughing, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
He pointed out, "There's fruit on the table, and it's all quite delicious."
Feng Yaoyao immediately understood his implication, picked up an orange and peeled it.
He affectionately took Cheng Jing's hand and said, "Aunt Cheng, have a slice of orange."
As Cheng Jing watched the orange being offered to her lips, her smile gradually froze.
I don't know who bought this thing, it's so sour.
It's been sitting on the table for two days, and neither she nor Qin Bai have eaten a single bite.
But given the current situation, not eating seems like an option.
She gritted her teeth and opened her mouth: "Thank you, Yaoyao, but a little is enough for me."
The moment Cheng Jing bit into the orange, her body shuddered from the soreness, and her soul seemed to leave her body.
Trembling oranges.
Shen Guaiguai took a look and realized this wouldn't do.
How come Feng Yaoyao gets to do all the good things? Her best friend just seconds ago has become her enemy's best friend.
Not to be outdone, she took an orange.
"Mu Yao, no, no, no, you don't need to peel it, I..."
"Aunt Cheng, eat."
Shen Guaiguai looked at her with eyes full of expectation.
Cheng Jing was going crazy. How could this be? Why don't you two just start arguing? What's the point of putting me in the middle?
And that inhuman son of his, isn't it just that he likes to scold him when he has nothing to do, and chase him all over the house with a feather duster?
Why are they retaliating now?
"Aunt Cheng, don't you like the ones I peeled?"
The aggrieved voice made Cheng Jing start to reflect on herself.
Eat up.
He closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and ate half of it.
"Aunt Cheng, I still have some..."
"Aunt Cheng, this is delicious..."
Finally, Cheng Jing stuffed both sour oranges into her mouth. She felt her stomach acid levels plummet. Why did these two seem to be peeling oranges?
Let's not even compare these things.
Cheng Jing immediately stood up: "Let's go make dumplings. It's not good to keep eating this stuff during the New Year."
Qin Bai stared at the television with a blank expression.
He almost squeezed the dumpling wrappers in his hand to pieces.
Hahahaha~~~~
I was secretly laughing my head off.
This mom is amazing! How does she manage to eat sour oranges without making a sound?
That thing is definitely on the same level as a lemon.
Should we consider giving her a mukbang (eating broadcast) or something? She could definitely make a lot of money.
Feng Yaoyao revealed a virtuous expression.
"Aunt Cheng, just leave the dumpling making to me, I'm a professional."
"Me too, me too."
Cheng Jing smiled broadly, then glanced at Qin Bai, who seemed to want to laugh but dared not.
"Okay, then you can make the dumplings. I'll go boil some water."
Then he took the two girls and placed one on each side of Qin Bai, without favoring either of them.
Oh!
You tricked me! I don't believe there could be such a peaceful atmosphere when I'm not here.
Son, since you've betrayed me, don't blame me for being ruthless.
Qin Bai immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
"No, Mom, I'll go boil some water."
"No, no, no, you can't do that job."
"I can do it, I can do it." Qin Bai was almost crying from fright.
As she spoke, she was about to run towards the kitchen.
A sharp look from Cheng Jing immediately made him stop in his tracks.
"Son, be a good boy and go make dumplings."
Qin Bai sensed another meaning in the gentle tone.
Get out! Get back to where you left me! If you dare go into the kitchen today, I'll break your legs.
No, not at all.
Completely honest.
Qin Bai stood listlessly between the two girls.
Feng Yaoyao asked, "Xiaobai, do you not want to stay with me anymore?"
"No, how could that be? I'm overjoyed."
Shen Guaiguai lowered her head and whispered, "Oh, so it was because of me."
"No, no, let me explain, I..."
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