Dress up as a farm girl and make a lot of money with space

Chapter 284 Dumpling Soup

"My daughter is like me and loves eating dumplings." Zhang said with a smile as she looked at the plate of dumplings in front of Li Mingxia.

Li Mingxia had almost finished eating, but because today's dumplings were specially made with extra ingredients prepared by himself, they tasted very appetizing, so Li Mingxia couldn't help but eat two more.

"Mom, do you want some dumpling soup? The dumplings are cooked well today, not a single one is leaking. The dumpling soup is also delicious. Mom is really awesome." Li Mingxia also had a bowl of dumpling soup in front of her. Seeing that Zhang had almost finished eating, she asked.

Zhang nodded, and Li Mingxia didn't get up. Li Sanlang, who was sitting next to her, quickly took Zhang's bowl and went to the kitchen. After a while, he came back with a bowl of dumpling soup.

Zhang looked at Li Sanlang's attentiveness and said nothing. It was a good thing that he had such thoughts. She couldn't let him always think that whatever his family members did was their duty.

Zhang understood what Li Sanlang was thinking as a son, but Li Sanlang also had to understand her plans as a mother of four children.

Who doesn’t consider their sons and daughters?

"It's hot, drink slowly." Li Sanlang gave this instruction and then lowered his head to continue eating dumplings.

Li Mingxia put down her chopsticks and drank the dumpling soup slowly. She naturally saw the interaction between her parents. No matter what, she would not interfere as long as it was not excessive. It was a matter for each generation to take care of. As long as Zhang could handle it, she, as a daughter, could just make money peacefully.

After dinner, Zhang and Li Sanlang suggested cleaning up the kitchen and let the children go about their own business.

It’s not that Zhang wanted to hide this matter, but after all, she felt a little guilty and couldn’t bear it if she didn’t do more.

"I still have to tell Mingxia later." Zhang watched Li Sanlang walking on the snow with dumplings in his hand as he quickly walked towards the Li family's old house, touching her chest and muttering.

"What did you say?" Li Mingxia had been standing behind Zhang at some point and asked after hearing what Zhang was muttering.

Li Mingxia's voice was soft and not very loud, so Zhang was not scared.

"Let's go back to the house. You are not afraid of the cold. Why are you standing outside wearing such thin clothes? You refused to drink a few sips of ginger soup. If I asked you to take medicine, wouldn't you feel sick?" Zhang quickly pulled Li Mingxia's hand back to the house, unable to help but complain.

When winter came, Zhang wished Li Mingxia would not go out unless it was necessary, for fear that her precious daughter would catch a cold or a fever.

"It's okay, Mom. You said you had something to tell me. What is it? Tell me now?" Li Mingxia asked.

Zhang did not hesitate and told Li Mingxia about sending dumplings to the Li family's old house.

Zhang naturally had the right to decide on a few plates of dumplings. She could give them to whoever she wanted. No matter how unwilling Li Mingxia was, she would not say anything, and would not show any displeasure to Zhang because of this matter. However, Li Mingxia had to know about this matter.

You don't have to care about gains and losses, but you must have the right to know, so Li Mingxia was actually very happy that Zhang did this.

After listening to it, Li Mingxia nodded and said, "I understand, mother, these things will remain the same in the future. You make the decision. Just remember to tell me, don't hide it from me."

Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Li Mingxia was not unhappy, and said, "Don't worry, my daughter. Even if you don't tell me, I will definitely do it. You are my daughter and I am your mother. Is there anything we can't talk about? I will definitely sue you."

Li Mingxia and Zhang returned to the house and talked while watching Zhang making cloaks for Mingqiu and Mingdong.

Li Sanlang walked very fast, even faster than usual. He was afraid that the dumplings would get cold. He had just eaten them, and they tasted really good while they were hot.

After Li Sanlang came, everyone in the family would gather in the main house no matter if they had something to do or not, for fear of missing out on any benefits.

"Third brother? Why are you here in such a cold day? Get on the kang quickly. It's so cold outside. If you have nothing to do, just stay in the room. Your mother and I have hands and feet and can do everything by ourselves. You don't have to worry about it." As soon as Mr. Li saw Li Sanlang, he told him to get on the kang quickly without saying a word.

"Dad, Mom, we're making dumplings at home, and I like how they taste. My mother asked me to send some to you and me to try." Li Sanlang was not a good talker, but at this moment he told the "lie" that "Zhang instructed" without any pressure.

Because he felt that what he said was true, just like these dumplings, if Zhang didn't want to, how could he deliver things to Mr. Li and Mrs. Zheng without anyone noticing?

"Your wife is thoughtful, and you are also an honest child. After so many years, can't your father not see what kind of person he is? Don't be in a hurry to leave, talk to your father. It's been a long time since we last had a good chat." Old Master Li pulled Li Sanlang and refused to let him go no matter what. "Do you dislike your father? Don't want to talk to your father?"

Mr. Li has said so. If Li Sanlang still has the heart to say no, then he is not Li Sanlang anymore.

"Dad, what are you talking about? I just wanted to talk to you. Otherwise, wouldn't I bring the child's mother with me? I thought it would be convenient for the two of us to talk alone. Dad, you can say whatever you want to say." Li Sanlang said this to give Mr. Li a way out, but Mrs. Zheng happened to hear it. She moved her ears and wondered what Li Sanlang meant. Did he think it through? They are a family?

"Bring a small table and eat a little with dad." When Grandpa Li smelled the white flour dumplings with beef, he also felt a little greedy.

Although I just finished my meal, I’m not very full and can eat a little more.

Old Mrs. Zheng looked at Li Mei'e, who was staring at the dumplings, and pulled Li Mei'e down from the kang.

"The dumplings you brought here must be cold. You should eat them later and let your daughter heat them up for you. Otherwise, if you eat cold food at your age, you will not be able to survive." Old Mrs. Zheng and Li Mei'e each carried a plate of dumplings and went to the kitchen quickly without waiting for Old Man Li to speak.

Mr. Li knew that Mrs. Zheng loved Li Mei'e very much, and she always wanted to share some of the delicious food and drinks with Li Mei'e. This time, she must have thought that the dumplings were good, so she wanted to secretly give some to Li Mei'e.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said openly, otherwise others will definitely laugh at Li Mei'e.