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The only person who could make Mrs. He feel both headache and distressed was Xia Yining. She always felt that there was a destiny between them, as if Xia Yining was supposed to be her daughter.

Xu: “!”

"Oh, oh, oh... The food in my mouth doesn't taste good anymore. I should have been brave enough to snatch it from my mother-in-law. I am so heartbroken that I can't describe it."

Boss He: “!!”

"Is it too late to be a father again now? For the first time in my life, I have unfilial thoughts. I want to snatch her away as my daughter and let Ning'er call him daddy~!!"

The couple looked at each other and sighed deeply.

In the end, Xia Yining insisted on using a small spoon to put a spoonful of millet porridge into everyone's bowl at the table before she happily ate.

After the meal, Mrs. He poured the copper coins on the table. The white flour dumplings were sold for a total of two taels of silver, and the grain dumplings were sold for one hundred and twenty taels of silver, a total of one hundred and sixty copper coins.

Today I sold a total of two taels and one hundred and sixty copper coins.

Fortunately, they were still awake. Old Man He squatted on the side and said slowly: "We can earn so much because Mr. Gao gave us a lot of reward money. We will still earn copper coins in the future. Doing business well is the kingly way."

The He Lao Da couple, with bright eyes but clear expressions, nodded obediently and said, "Dad is right, we will save it."

The kitchen soon became busy again. Boss He was still chopping the meat. She put more meat in the filling. Mrs. He was never stingy when it came to food for her family.

The ratio of green vegetables to minced meat is 3:7, and a little more oil is used. After making dumplings twice, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the He family became faster and made more than 100 dumplings in total.

As for the remaining fillings, Xia Yining wanted to save them for the family, but she insisted, "My little brother is still growing up. He can eat dozens of them by himself. How stingy it would be to give a few left to the teacher."

"We still have wild boar meat at home. I'll ask you to chop some meat for me later. Please pack all these for me, little brother."

Mother He tapped her forehead gently and scolded her with a smile, "You say you are not partial, but you think of your little brother in everything, even making all the dumplings."

"I'm afraid it will take more than 300 wrappers to wrap this much stuffing. Are you trying to make me die of it?"

Xia Yining chuckled, looked at his family in a flattering manner, and said in an embarrassed and shy manner: "How can I be partial? I can always eat delicious food at home. My little brother works so hard in school."

Little did he know that this sentence had invisibly brought a lot of hatred to He Xinglang, causing him to be often slandered by his family when he returned home on leave, and this continued even many years later.

Since they had to carry a lot of things, Old Man He accompanied the mother and daughter to the town, so that Mrs. He could carry Xia Yining with them. She knew how heavy she was, and she had not lost any weight.

Seeing beads of sweat on Mrs. He's forehead, Xia Yining felt distressed. He stretched out his sleeve to help her wipe the sweat off her forehead, and her twisting little body rubbed down.

The tone of voice was unyielding as she said, "Mom, put Ning'er down and go. Ning'er is fine~!"

Seeing the pain in her eyes, Mrs. He felt all the strength in her body. She adjusted the way she held her, quickened her pace, and coaxed her, "Mom is not tired, it's just that the weather is a little hot."

Old man He was carrying more than 300 dumplings, and he didn't look tired at all. Looking at the sweat on his wife's forehead, he reached out his hand to take Xia Yining, "You take a rest and then take over holding Ning'er."

All of them were rejected by Mrs. He. She was holding her beloved little girl in her arms, so how could she be really tired? She said, "I was in a hurry to go out today, and I didn't meet the village ox cart. If I was really tired, I would tell you."

When the three of them arrived in town, it was lunch time at the school. Old Man He handed fifteen dumplings to the gatekeeper in a bowl with a smile and said, "Old brother, I am here to bother you again. Please call He Xinglang."

The old man guarding the gate stood up quickly, and seeing the full bag of flour, he waved his hand and said, "This food is precious, save it for the children." Then he ran into the academy to help call people.

Even if the student's family doesn't give anything, he still has to make the trip. When he meets a polite family like the He family, he will naturally smile more.

Although Old Man He was a farmer, he didn't take polite words seriously and just stood at the door waiting with the bowl of dumplings in his hand.

The sun was very strong at noon, and Xia Yining's face was deliberately painted dark, so she was also a little red from the sun. The He couple felt sorry for her and pulled her under the eaves to take shelter.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long, probably less than a cup of tea, when He Xinglang strode over, bowed to the two of them, picked up Xia Yining and shook her, saying with satisfaction: "It seems that Ning'er is doing well at home and hasn't lost weight."

Xia Yining: “?”

I looked at him with horror, thinking he must be a straight man. How could he say that a girl is not thin?

She pinched her waist angrily and said fiercely: "Little brother is bad, you can't say Ning'er is fat, I'm angry."

She turned around and pulled Mrs. He and said, "Mom, you should take these dumplings back. Don't give them to little brother. Ning'er is angry."

Seeing the little girl's face turned round with anger, He Xinglang suppressed his smile and apologized, begging for mercy: "Yes, yes, little brother, I said the wrong thing. Ning'er is not fat at all, she looks extremely thin."

"Brother must have been too busy with his studies recently and his eyes are blurry. Ning'er is really not fat."

While speaking, he tried hard to hold back his smile and kept looking around. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was lying, even Xia Yining noticed it.

"Hmph~~~I'm even angrier."

He lowered his head to look at the fat on his body, pinched his fleshy arms with his little hands, and said in a baby voice: "Mom said this is a blessing, the baby fat will disappear on its own when I grow up."

Unable to bear seeing her youngest son teasing her daughter, Mrs. He patted his shoulder heavily, causing He Xinglang to stagger slightly. She scolded with a smile, "Don't tease your little sister. When new food was cooked at home, no one thought of you, only Ning'er was thinking of you."

"You are so kind and I am being ignored. I am thinking about you for nothing."

The old man guarding the gate couldn't help but smile as he watched the family having fun. He sighed in his heart, "This family has such a good relationship and is so harmonious."

Old Man He also stuffed the bowl into his hands and said with a smile: "Brother, please help. We don't have many bowls at home."

Knowing that he was going to refuse, Old Man He continued, "Please pay more attention and help look after the child. From now on, our family will set up a stall in the food street. If there is anything, please let me know."

The aroma of dumplings continued to penetrate his nose. When the gatekeeper heard him say this, he felt much more at ease. He smiled and replied, "Okay, okay, big brother, don't worry. I will remember your son and old man."

After coaxing Xia Yining, He Xinglang walked quickly to the academy with the backpack on his back. It was lunch time and the teachers had a special place to eat.