"Mom, my family is here."

Yang Ruoqing pushed open the kitchen door and was surprised that Mrs. Sun was not in the kitchen.

She put down the bamboo basket in her hand and walked to the pot where the dumplings were being cooked. Steam was still rising from the lid.

She opened the lid of the pot and took a look. The amount of dumplings in the pot was obviously less.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the three earthenware bowls piled next to her again, only two were left, and the top bowl was missing.

According to my understanding of the Yang Huazhong and Sun family, these parents would never eat dumplings in front of their daughter.

The only possibility is that the missing bowl is used to hold the dumplings in the pot for others to eat.

Turning her eyes, Yang Ruoqing's lips curved into a sly smile.

Cat, finally got some food.

Good, very good.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and walked out of the kitchen and came to Yang Huazhong's house. Sure enough, Mrs. Sun was also there.

Mrs. Sun sat beside Yang Huazhong's bed with her head lowered, raising her hands to wipe her tears.

Yang Huazhong sat back on the bed and sighed, his thick brows knitting together.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Yang Ruoqing walked over and said hello to her parents.

Mrs. Sun hurriedly turned her face to wipe the tears on her face, got up, poured a bowl of hot tea on the table and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Huazhong sat up straight and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

"Qing'er, have the dumplings been delivered?" the man asked.

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of tea to moisten her throat and nodded obediently, "It's all in their hands."

"Why did it take so long?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

When Yang Ruoqing mentioned this, she shook her head.

"Hey, I've been staying at Tangyazi's for a while. Dad and mother, you haven't noticed that the kitchen in Tangyazi's house is even messier than our pigsty. There's no room to put the dumplings."

"What's next?"

"Then, I will be a good person and do my best to send Buddha to the west. I will roll up my sleeves and help him clean up the kitchen."

"Well, my daughter is really sensible, not bad." Yang Huazhong nodded repeatedly, "Then when you come home so late, no one will give you a ride."

"Tang Yazi gave it to me. I told him not to give it away, but he secretly looked behind me. I had no choice but to let him go."

"oh"

The man squinted his eyes and looked at Mrs. Sun who was standing aside. The man's face and eyes were full of admiration.

"Well, Tang Yazi is really good, he knows how to give you a ride." The man praised sincerely.

Yang Ruoqing ignored these words and drank all the tea in the bowl in one breath. She raised her hand to wipe the water stains from the corner of her mouth and said to Mrs. Sun, "Mom, let's start the pot and eat the dumplings. If you don't eat them, I'm afraid they will burn the pot."

"

Mrs. Sun took the empty bowl and put it on the table. After hearing this, she sighed softly and said, "Qing'er, there is something. I don't know what to tell you."

"Mom, don't say anything, I know everything." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Sun was stunned and turned to look at Yang Huazhong, who also had a look of astonishment on his face.

"Ah, what do you know?" asked Sun.

"I'm missing a bowl of dumplings." Yang Ruoqing said, "Mom, who's here to eat?"

This time, Mrs. Sun was even more surprised.

Before leaving the house, my daughter asked her to take care of the dumplings.

But I was really useless and let others take advantage of me.

Mrs. Sun was about to speak but stopped, feeling ashamed and shameless to face her daughter. She lowered her head and her eyes turned red again.

When Yang Huazhong saw this, he frowned and told Yang Ruoqing the cause and effect of the matter on Sun's behalf.

"As soon as you left, your fourth aunt came behind you. You know what kind of person she is and what kind of person your mother is, Qing'er. No, your mother still can't defeat your fourth aunt, so she has to take the bowl

Filled a bowl and sent her away."

It turned out that this was what happened. Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes. It was almost as expected.

Before she left, she left a special hand, but she didn't expect it to come in handy.

"Mom, don't cry anymore. Even if you dry up your tears, that bowl of dumplings will never come back. Hey, I am your daughter and you are my mother. I can't say anything to you, anyway.

, don’t be so soft-hearted next time.”

"Girl, it's useless to be my mother. I can't help you." Sun's tears fell like beans.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, walked over and gently stroked Sun's back, "It's okay, Mom, don't blame yourself anymore, let's eat dumplings, I'm really hungry."

"Okay, you sit here and have a rest while Mom goes to serve the dumplings." Mrs. Sun couldn't help but said, sitting Yang Ruoqing on the small stool in front of the bed, and hurried to the kitchen next door.

After a while, Mrs. Sun brought three bowls of steaming dumplings on a tray.

Under the dim soybean oil lamp, Yang Ruoqing glanced at the three bowls of dumplings on the tray.

One bowl has sharp edges, one is flat, and there is another bowl with only half a bowl inside. Visually, there will be no more than six.

Based on this calculation, Yang Ruoqing could imagine that the bowl of dumplings that Liu took away must have at least fifteen dumplings.

Grandma is a bear, Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth secretly.

"Come on, Qing'er, eat while it's hot."

After being stunned for a moment, a bowl of hot dumplings was placed in his hand.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her head and saw that it was the bowl with the sharp tip.

The steaming dumplings are white, tender and juicy, with the aroma of shepherd's purse and minced meat mixed together, and some green onions floating on the soup surface.

The color, fragrance and taste are all there. Just one glance made Yang Ruoqing move her index finger and her internal organs started to get excited.

Looking over there, Mrs. Sun picked up the flat bowl again and handed it to Yang Huazhong.

"Dad Qing'er, you've been knitting thatched products all day, and you're tired. Eat some dumplings and rest early."

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing picked up her chopsticks and without any explanation, pushed half of the dumplings in her bowl into Sun's bowl.

Sun was shocked and hurriedly stopped her, but it was already too late.

"Qing'er, what are you doing? Mom is not hungry and can't eat."

Mrs. Sun picked up her bowl and was about to fiddle with the dumplings.

Yang Ruoqing picked up her bowl and dodged it easily, "Mom, just eat it, I still have a lot more in this bowl."

"You have grown taller now, so you need to eat more." Ms. Sun still insisted on passing the dumplings to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong asked for help, "Dad, please take care of my mother. She has to eat a few dumplings and push them back and forth, making my dumplings cold. Dad, what are you doing? Why did you give me the dumplings?"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Huazhong pushed a few dumplings into Yang Ruoqing's bowl.

The man smiled happily and said, "Eat, eat, let's not give in anymore and let others hear the joke."

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly, okay, let's eat.

Over there, Mrs. Sun hadn't given up yet, but seeing that both men had spoken, she had no choice. She had to pick up the bowl and eat one by one. While eating, she couldn't help but complain about Yang Ruoqing.

"You silly kid, you gave me all the dumplings. What should you do if you are so hungry that you can't sleep at night?"

"Hey, I'm trying to lose weight. I can't eat too much at night."

"Nonsense, my daughter has to behave herself and don't want to lose weight," Mrs. Sun said angrily.

"I'm too fat, I won't be able to get married then," Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

"Whoever can't get married will marry my daughter, that's a blessing," the man said with his eyes widened.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled.

"You two will talk about this later. Eat quickly now, otherwise it will get cold and your stomach will hurt after eating." Sun stopped with a smile.

"okay"

Although the portions of dumplings were not large, everyone was not satisfied with eating them. However, as the whole family gathered around, you and I gave in. This meal of dumplings was extremely sweet and happy.
Chapter completed!