The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Jiang Shi'an frowned and thought, he had been targeting Jiang Wenjing because his elder brother knew something he shouldn't know, or he was afraid that his elder brother would go back and steal the family property. More deeply, the death of the original owner's parents might not be that simple.

It seems that he has to hurry up and go back earlier so that he can find out the truth as soon as possible.

Just as I was immersed in my thoughts, a big hand suddenly appeared on my forehead.

Ji Yinghuai gently rubbed his forehead, neither too fast nor too slow. This helped Jiang Shian's originally confused thoughts to become clearer.

Ji Yinghuai: "Shi'an, if you need, I can ask my men to check it out."

Jiang Shian looked up at him and shook his head: "No, the people you have are still doing your own things. Even if I find out, I have no power now. It will be difficult for me to take revenge or get my things back. You should take care of your things first and don't be distracted. I will ask for your help when I need it."

Jiang Shian glanced at the darkening sky outside the window and said, "Don't worry, I can do it myself. In two months at most, I will make our shop a big success in Qingping County."

Seeing the determined look in Jiang Shian's eyes, Ji Yinghuai didn't say much. He was still as determined as when they first met. If they didn't want him to help openly, he could always do it secretly.

It was already late, so the two of them stayed together for a while before starting to prepare dinner.

Jiang Shian kneaded the flour into a smooth dough and set it aside to rise.

The meat filling had been chopped. He added some minced ginger, salt and pepper powder, then poured in a little cooking wine, stirred it evenly and let it marinate for a while so that the filling would be more fragrant when cooked.

Cut the cabbage into thin strips and sprinkle some salt to remove excess moisture.

When the weather is hot, you need to eat something cool, so he went to the yard and picked some cucumbers.

The cucumber was growing very well, long and crispy green. It was natural and had never been sprayed with pesticides. He took a bite and it was crispy and sweet.

I also picked two red tomatoes.

Jiang Shian discovered that Ji Yinghuai really liked eating tomatoes. No matter whether he used tomatoes to make soup or added some sugar to make a cold dish, the man would always take a few more pieces with his chopsticks.

Everyone was present when it was time to make dumplings. Fangzi washed his hands outside and ran into the house. Yuanzi had already been made by the table. Jiang Shian gave him a small piece of dough and asked him to play with it himself, while Yuanbao lay under the table.

Ji Yinghuai held a rolling pin in his hand, kneaded the dough into long strips, and then cut it into small pieces. He pressed, rolled, and turned it into a round shape, and it became a thin dumpling skin.

Jiang Shian originally thought that this task would fall on him, but he didn't expect Ji Yinghuai to stand up and ask him to do it.

Seeing the skilled movements, it was obvious that he had done it many times before. Jiang Shian standing beside him said with a sigh, "I realize that I really underestimated you before. Look at you, you can fight on the battlefield and in the kitchen. I admire you."

Ji Yinghuai raised his eyebrows. He had worked in the kitchen before and it wasn’t for nothing.

Ji Yinghuai rolled the dough very quickly and soon there was a lot of it piled on the table. The speed at which the other two people were wrapping it could not even keep up with him.

After wrapping all the meat filling, a whole basket was filled. An An sprinkled some flour on the basket so that the dumplings wouldn't stick. What I couldn't finish at night could be cooked for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Fangzi was a man who never showed his emotions. Looking at the man rolling the dumpling skins so quickly, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

The man in the apron rolling the noodles quickly was really different from the Brother Ji he had come to know during this period of time.

He knew clearly that Brother Ji was a man, so he was surprised that he could help to light the fire and cook. Not to mention the young men from wealthy families, even in their countryside, there was no man willing to go into the kitchen and do these things on the stove.

Brother Ji usually looks like a tough guy. Such a man always reminds him of the generals who galloped on the battlefield in the storybooks, rather than the man who was busy in the kitchen in this world.

After thinking about it, he glanced at Jiang Shian who was talking to Brother Ji next to him. Could this be the so-called tough guy with a soft heart? It seems that his Brother Ji and Brother Shian have a really good relationship.

How can you eat dumplings without vinegar? It just so happened that I pickled several jars of sauerkraut two days ago, and it has become sour and blooming now.

This homemade sour soup tastes just as good as the vinegar bought in town. Jiang Shian chopped the green onion, garlic, and coriander, and added chili oil, and you can add the rest of the seasonings to your taste.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the two brothers sitting at the table obviously had no intention of moving. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The good thing about these two people was that they were too thin-skinned. Even after being together for such a long time, they were still very restrained.

Because Yuanzi is still young and because of his sore throat, Jiang Shian didn't add chili to his food.

I prepared two bowls of dipping sauce and brought them over. "How can you eat dumplings without dipping sauce? Dipping them in this will make them more delicious. Try it?"

Yuanzi's eyes sparkled as he watched Jiang Shian's face blossom with a big, sweet smile. His elder brother blushed in embarrassment and said anxiously, "It will be the same even if you don't put it in. Brother Shian, you are a good cook. Everything you cook tastes good."

Looking at the greasy dipping sauce in front of him, Fang Zi's eyes reddened slightly. Ever since he came to the Jiang family to help with the work, he knew that Jiang Shian was generous and kind. They didn't do much work and he gave them a copper coin. No one would say anything if they just made some dinner to fool around.

Not only was there no shortage of food, there was never a shortage of oil and salt, and they were given meat from time to time. These children all felt that this was better than the food they ate at home during the holidays, and they worked harder on weekdays.

Not to mention him, if it weren't for Jiang Shian, he and his brother would still be living a life of eating one meal and going hungry three times. The other party helped so much that he always felt a little uneasy every time he accepted these kindnesses.

Looking at his younger brother who was struggling to stuff dumplings into his mouth with a wooden spoon, Fangzi's eyes flashed with tears. He would work harder in the future. If he couldn't finish it in this life, he would continue in the next life.

Jiang Shian didn’t know what the two children with their heads down were thinking. He and Ji Yinghuai each took a bowl and sat under the tree outside the yard.

The two of them often ate in the yard. When they built a workshop in the back, they simply asked a master to build a stone table and four stone benches in the yard. It was not afraid of wind and rain. It was quite convenient for eating or watching the moon at night.

The two of them used the same dipping saucer, as they all had similar tastes, and it saved them from having to wash an extra bowl. After all, people from the same family wouldn't look down on each other.

There were also cold cucumbers and tomatoes with sugar on the table, and the two chatted while eating.

"How is it? Do the dumplings taste good?"

“It’s delicious, better than anything I’ve ever had.”

"Yeah, it's all thanks to the dumpling wrappers you rolled, they're flexible and chewy. Let's buy an old hen tomorrow and I'll make you chicken soup wontons..."