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But just because Mr. Li can’t do it doesn’t mean that Mrs. Zheng can’t do it either.

If Li Erlang and Li Sanlang said now that they wanted to come back, and their request was that Li Dalang and his family leave the Li family's old house, Old Lady Zheng would definitely agree without hesitation.

"I am still the boss of this family. Whoever disobeys my rule can get out! Don't stay in my house anymore!" Old Master Li gave Old Lady Zheng a warning look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Li Dalang didn't know why Mr. Li said this. He thought that Mr. Li was going to scold him during the New Year, and he felt even more unhappy.

"Dad, Mom, can't you just let me have some peace and quiet during New Year's Day? Are you going to eat or not? I've been hungry all day." Li Dalang muttered in dissatisfaction.

When Mr. Li saw him like this, he knew that all his efforts were in vain. But on second thought, this was not a bad thing. As long as Li Dalang could be obedient and listen to him in the future, wealth and glory would be unrealistic, but he could guarantee that he would have enough food and clothing and would not be in danger for the rest of his life.

"Okay, let's eat. We'll talk about the future later. This is nothing." Old Master Li sighed, looking at the dishes and dumplings on the table. He didn't know who he was talking to.

Was it to Old Mrs. Zheng who was thinking about her second and third sons, or to Li Dalang who was thinking about the dumplings on the table, or was it to himself?

But now Li Dalang's mind was no longer filled with anything else. If Old Lady Zheng hadn't lost her temper just now, he would have started eating long ago.

"Everyone sit down! I don't care about the dishes or anything else. I have to distribute these dumplings!" Old Mrs. Zheng looked at the people at the table with a cold face.

Li Dalang and Li Zhengxue naturally had no say, and the three Li Zhengzhi brothers didn't dare to say a word. Finally, Mrs. Zheng's eyes fell on Mr. Li.

Looking at the fierce look on Old Lady Zheng's face, if Mr. Li dared to say a word of disagreement, it is estimated that Old Lady Zheng would most likely overturn the table.

"You divide it." Mr. Li waved his hand, unwilling to argue with Mrs. Zheng over such a trivial matter.

Only then was Mrs. Zheng satisfied. She nodded, took out eight plates and started distributing the dumplings.

Only then did Li Dalang notice that there was actually a large bowl of dumplings behind Old Lady Zheng. They looked no different, as they were also double-flour dumplings mixed with a lot of white flour.

Old Mrs. Zheng picked up the plate in front of Li Mei'e and started to put dumplings into the pot she had taken out from behind. She picked up thirty dumplings before putting down her chopsticks. Then it was Old Mr. Li's turn. Old Mrs. Zheng picked out the biggest dumplings without any damage for him, and she picked up fifty dumplings. Then it was her own turn, also thirty dumplings.

Looking at the big round dumplings in front of him, Mr. Li sighed, thinking that no matter what, his wife was still good to him, it was just that her taste was a little bad.

Then there is Li Dalang.

When Li Dalang saw Old Mrs. Zheng pick up the plate in front of her, he swallowed uncontrollably.

When has he not eaten meat for such a long time since he was a child?

He didn’t know how many times he had dreamed about meat in the past two days. When he woke up, his pillow was wet. Today he can finally have a good meal!

Li Dalang originally thought that Mrs. Zheng would only give him thirty or forty dumplings, and he felt that it was not enough for him to eat.

"Mom, please give me more. I can't be full with just a few dumplings!" Li Dalang had long forgotten what unpleasant words Old Lady Zheng had said just now, and kept clamoring for Old Lady Zheng to give him a few more dumplings.

Old Madam Zheng sneered, "Don't worry, today is New Year's Day, no matter what, I have to make sure you have enough to eat, right?"

Just as Mrs. Zheng said, she had no intention of deducting Li Dalang's food. She gave him fifty dumplings and picked up Li Zhengxue's plate like Mr. Li did.

Li Dalang saw the plate in front of him and wanted to start eating impatiently, but he found that the chopsticks were on Old Lady Zheng's side. It seemed that he had to wait until everyone's dumplings were distributed before he could eat.

Li Dalang swallowed his saliva and saw that Mr. Li didn't have chopsticks. He didn't dare to urge him. He could only sit quietly by the side and wait for Mrs. Zheng to finish her work.

Li Zhengxue, Li Zhengzhi and his three brothers each received 40 dumplings. The only difference was that when Grandma Zheng picked up the dumplings for them, half of them were from the first bowl and half were from the second bowl.

But no one cares about these things, as long as they can be eaten, who cares which bowl they are from? It is impossible for a family to have one pot of dumplings and one table for dinner with two fillings, right?

After everyone had their own dumplings, Mrs. Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, eat." Old Mrs. Zheng distributed chopsticks to everyone and said contentedly.

Li Zhengzhi couldn't wait to take a bite of the dumpling, "It's stuffed with meatballs!"

"It smells so good! It must have been made with a lot of oil!"

"This is so delicious!"

Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief and took a bite of the dumpling in front of him. A whole meatball appeared in front of him, which made him feel relieved.

I thought that Mrs. Zheng really didn't want her family to have a peaceful New Year, but it turns out that's not the case.

There are so many dumplings filled with meatballs, and I don’t know how much meat to buy or how much it will cost. I really misunderstood my partner.

"Mother, I--" Old Master Li was thinking about saying something to make amends, when at this moment he heard Li Dalang's strange cry.

"Mom! Why are my dumplings empty of filling?"

Before Mrs. Zheng could say anything, Mr. Li, who already had some bitterness towards Mrs. Zheng, said impatiently, "Isn't it normal for one or two dumplings to be empty? What are you yelling about? Eat your dumplings quickly. If you don't want to eat, leave the table! It's New Year's Day, and you're so annoying!"

Mr. Li rarely scolded Li Dalang like this, and it seemed that he was really unhappy.

Li Dalang saw that Old Man Li was angry, opened his mouth but said nothing, and thought that maybe his dumpling was leaking. Seeing that his sons were eating it so happily, Li Dalang stopped talking and lowered his head to eat a new dumpling.

But this time, after biting into the dumpling, there were still lumps of dough inside! Black lumps of dough! There was no filling at all!

Li Dalang frowned and bit the third and fourth ones. When he bit the fifth one, Li Dalang finally understood.

"The dumplings you served me had no filling at all! How could you do this to me!"