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Therefore, Li Mingxia felt that at least half of his current happy life was due to Zhang. So let alone cooking a few meals, no matter how excessive the request was, as long as it was proposed by Zhang and as long as he could do it, Li Mingxia would definitely do it.

But Zhang didn't know what Li Mingxia was thinking. She just felt that her daughter was so thoughtful and filial to her. The more Zhang thought about it, the more moved she was. She felt that this was more than just a bowl of fish porridge, this was her daughter's love for her!

"Mom, I want to eat your fried meatballs. Can you make some for us?"

Zhang's other dishes might not be as delicious as Li Mingxia's, but this fried meatball is pretty good, especially the cabbage, vermicelli and pork meatballs, which are fluffy, soft, salty and delicious. There is no one who doesn't like it.

Even though Old Mrs. Zheng was so picky at the time, she couldn't find any fault with the meatballs made by Zhang.

But in the past, we could only eat it once a year in the old house, and even if we did, it was good enough for the children to have one or two to try the flavor. Now that the family has separated, it is very easy for the children to eat some fried meatballs.

"Make it. Make more this time so you can eat enough!" Zhang was very happy to be able to meet the children's request, and she decided the matter with a wave of her hand.

The children had been taking care of her all this time. Zhang now had the opportunity, especially since Li Mingxia asked for it. Zhang put all her effort into making the fried meatballs. From kneading the dough to mixing the vermicelli, cabbage and pork into the dough, she didn't need anyone's help. Even when Li Mingxia came, she was driven away by Zhang.

"The oil splashed on you and it hurts. Go out quickly. I'll bring it to you when it's ready." Zhang looked at Li Mingxia lovingly, the concern in her eyes almost overflowing.

Li Mingxia enjoyed her mother's love with peace of mind and went back to the house as Zhang said. After Zhang fried the meatballs, Li Mingxia served himself a bowl first.

"Mom, the fried meatballs you made are so delicious, just the right amount of salty and soft." Li Mingxia ate more than a dozen in one breath. She herself had never eaten the fried meatballs made by Zhang, but for some reason she blurted out the words just now, and when she actually ate the fried meatballs, she felt a real sense of satisfaction in her heart.

If Li Mingxia said those words to coax Zhang at the beginning, now she really approves of this fried meatball.

"It tastes so good. No wonder my brothers and the others keep talking about it." Li Mingxia murmured.

As they were talking, Li Sanlang walked in from outside, and his eyes lit up when he saw the large bowl of fried meatballs on the table.

"It's fried so quickly? I thought we could only eat it in the evening." Li Sanlang also liked to eat this meatball. After washing his hands, he couldn't wait to start eating it.

"Your mother is not as good as you in cooking other dishes, but she is the best at making fried meatballs. They are so delicious." Li Sanlang ate five or six in a row and couldn't help turning his head and saying.

Zhang's smile widened when she heard this. "Eating meatballs won't stop your mouth. Eat them quickly. They're not good stuff. If you all want to eat them, I'll fry more for you when you're done."

Li Mingxia nodded quickly. The fried meatballs were so delicious when eaten directly, and they would definitely taste good if made into stewed meatballs. He made more. In the current weather, they could be stored well and could be eaten as snacks.

"Mom, let's think about what kind of meatballs are delicious and make more. We can eat them at home and Zhengde can take them to the academy. We can eat them anytime and anywhere when we are hungry." Li Mingxia said to Zhang.

Zhang was very concerned about her son's studies, and immediately began to research what kind of fillings would make delicious meatballs.

"Okay, I'll study it. Let's make more. Anyway, we don't have to worry about it going bad now." Zhang said.

Li Sanlang was eating delicious meatballs and listening to Zhang and Li Mingxia talking, seeming to be hesitant to talk.

Li Mingxia ate a few more, and when he thought it was about time, he scooped out a small bowl and went to the workshop to find Li Mingyu.

Watching Li Mingxia go out, Li Sanlang relaxed a little. There were some things that were still difficult for him to say in front of his daughter.

"You want to give it to the old man and the old lady?" Couldn't Zhang see what her husband was thinking?

Mr. Li loves to eat meatballs and drink wine, so Li Sanlang must be thinking about them.

"My family is rich now, so they can afford this little bit of money. You are worrying about something useless." Zhang thought of the disgusting two hundred taels of silver and said unhappily.

Li Sanlang knew he was in the wrong, but no matter what, they were still his parents. What else could he do? Could he just ignore them?

"Mother, I know in my heart that I don't think what they did was right." Li Sanlang said dejectedly.

Zhang felt somewhat satisfied when she heard that Li Sanlang did not make excuses for Mr. Li and Mrs. Zheng.

"If you can't tell right from wrong, I will ignore you, and the children will also ignore you. You will know when the time comes." Although she was satisfied, Zhang still had to sound the alarm.

Li Sanlang nodded. Unless Zhang said so, he didn't dare to say that he wanted to send something to Old Mrs. Zheng and Old Mr. Li.

"Alright, alright, if you want to give me something, just give me a little. You act like I did something to you." Zhang said unhappily.

Li Sanlang chuckled twice and took a flat plate to scoop some of it.

Zhang sighed and handed him the bowl that Li Mingxia used to serve meatballs to Li Mingyu.

"It's just that little amount, it's not enough for everyone to eat. Otherwise, don't send any. If you do, it's enough. People who don't know would think I sent it secretly because I didn't allow you to." Zhang said harshly but was soft-hearted. Although she was really annoyed with those people in the old house, she didn't want Li Sanlang to be unhappy.

Li Mingyu and Li Mingxia went back to Li Mingyu's home together. Originally, Li Mingyu could go back alone, but Li Mingxia wanted to visit her home and if there was anything missing, she could deliver something herself. Li Mingyu would definitely be embarrassed to ask for it herself.

"Sister Mingxia, these meatballs are so delicious. We don't have to cook at home for the next two days. These meatballs are enough." Li Mingyu said with a smile, and it can be seen that she was in a good mood.

Li Mingxia also smiled, "How is it? Is the quilt thin? Is the room cold? Don't be reluctant to throw away the charcoal. No one has lived in your house for a long time. If you don't burn it to raise the temperature, people will get sick easily, which will be even more troublesome."

Farmers are thrifty, and charcoal is a very precious thing to them. No one would be willing to burn it all night, let alone Li Mingyu and Li Erlang. Li Mingyu's room used up the charcoal for half the night, and Li Erlang put out the charcoal basin after he went to bed.