The rough man who reads minds flirts with the beauty, and the delicate educated youth blushes

Li Xiangyun began to prepare to make dumplings. Everything was ready and she had to start making them.

Huo Junshan and Huo Jianguo rolled the dough, Wang Cuihong, Zhang Hongying and Li Xiangyun made dumplings, and Yun Ningyan also made a few.

There were a lot of dumplings frozen in the yard, but these dumplings contained a lot of sauerkraut and very little meat.

She made these dumplings today in the hope that Yun Ningyan would take some more to the back so that they could eat them later.

It's not for the heartless.

The snow was falling day by day, getting heavier and heavier.

They were wrapping the dumplings that had been frozen outside in the house. When they were done wrapping the dumplings, Li Xiangyun put them in a cloth bag and gave them a large portion: "Take them home and cook them in the morning."

There weren't many dumplings left, so Yun Ningyan asked, "Mom, are there too many?"

Li Xiangyun: "Not much, you can take it back."

The two of them took the dumplings back home, and Huo Junshan cooked the dumplings that night.

This was the second time Yun Ningyan had eaten dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage. She ate one and nodded: "It tastes better than last time."

Huo Junshan said, "If you like, wait until the dumplings are finished and we can make some ourselves. Mom has plenty of pickled cabbage."

They were eating hot dumplings here, but people in the Huo family’s front yard were eating two-grain flatbreads.

Huo Jianshe had no taste for the food and couldn't even swallow it: "Mom, didn't we make dumplings today? Why don't you cook them?"

Li Xiangyun rolled her eyes at him and said, "That's for Chinese New Year. I want to eat it now, but there's none!"

Huo Jianshe looked at Huo Changlan, then at Yao Qingqing and Yao Tingting. He lowered his head to eat and stopped talking.

Last year, my mother started cooking the dumplings early, but this year, because there were a few people who ate white rice, they couldn’t eat the dumplings.

What bad luck! He didn't have any good impression of the three mother and daughters.

He just eats and drinks at home every day and doesn't even help his mother with any work.

He also kept making trouble for his third sister-in-law.

Yun Ningyan felt a little bloated from eating so much. She held her stomach and said, "Huo Junshan, I ate too much. I feel a little bloated."

Huo Junshan finished the remaining dumplings and said, "I'll do some exercises and read some books later."

He leaned close to Yun Ningyan's ear and whispered, "Just exercise in the evening and you'll be fine."

Yun Ningyan hit him: "You think about that every day, it's annoying!"

Yun Ningyan ignored him, put down the bowl, went to the main house, and walked around the house.

At Aunt Ma’s house.

Ma Laoer had just gone to Widow Wang's place to exercise. He came back holding his stomach, which was rumbling. The lunch he had just eaten was already digested. "Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat noodles."

Ma glared at Song Pandi who was lying on the kang fiercely: "My son is hungry, you little bitch, didn't you hear me? Go and cook noodles for him!"

Song Pan'di glared at Ma Lao'er secretly and got up to go to the kitchen to cook noodles. Aunt Ma kept staring at Song Pan'di's belly.

When I was pregnant with my son and several daughters, the shapes of my belly were completely different. My daughter's belly was round, while my son's belly was pointed.

But recently she discovered that Song Pandidi's belly was round, which means that she was most likely pregnant with a daughter.

Aunt Ma glared at Song Pandi's back with disgust: Useless thing, she's actually pregnant with a daughter!

It’s really useless!

She smiled and said to Ma Laoer, "Son, I think your wife is pregnant with a girl. Why don't you abort the baby? Then you can have a son."

Ma Lao Er's eyes widened: "What? A daughter? I don't want a daughter. I, Ma Lao Er, only want a son. You decide, mother."

Aunt Ma nodded.

Song Pandi went to the kitchen, took out some noodles, cooked them for Ma Laoer, and also put two eggs in them.

Because she too!

Recently, Aunt Ma has been complaining that she is pregnant with a daughter. She is not given any food to eat and only has two steamed buns every day. She is almost starving to death.

While no one was around, she secretly scooped out an egg, looked at the door, and quickly stuffed it into her mouth.

But the egg was very hot right out of the pot, so she took a bite and swallowed it without much chewing.

She took a bite, then another bite of the noodles. She had originally made a little more, so Ma Laoer wouldn't notice if she ate a little.

She ate half a bowl of noodles in the kitchen. Ma Laoer was very hungry. He held his stomach and shouted, "Mom, go check, are my noodles ready?"

"well!"

Aunt Ma got up and walked towards the kitchen. As soon as she reached the kitchen door, she saw Song Pandidi holding a bowl and secretly eating noodles.

She shouted angrily: "Well, you little bitch! How dare you steal food? It seems that I am too good to you. I will beat you to death!"

She bent down, took out a broom from behind the door, and hit Song Pandi on the butt with it.

Song Pandi was so panicked that he didn't even have time to put down the bowl in his hand and ran away in a hurry: "Mom, mom, please don't hit me. I'm just too hungry. I was so hungry that I couldn't help but eat a little."

Ma Da Niang snorted coldly: "Am I lacking food and drink for you? You eat two steamed buns a day, isn't that enough? How dare you steal my son's noodles!"

She said she would go and beat Song Pandi. Song Pandi was hiding in the kitchen and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the bowl broke into pieces!

Ma's eyes widened, and she cursed: "You little bitch, I hit you twice, and you threw the bowl at me. Do you know how much a bowl costs? You little bitch, damn it!"

Song Pandi ran out after being beaten. She really didn't want to be beaten. When Ma saw her running out, she didn't chase her. She spat at her and said, "You little bitch! You can't escape from my grasp!"

Song Pandi really had nowhere to go, so she had to go find Meng Zhenzhen. She really couldn't stand this kind of life. She wanted to go back to the city and ask her mother to save her and let her leave this hellhole, or at least send her some money.

She didn't even have a single friend, and could only talk to Meng Zhenzhen, and that was only because they had a common enemy, Yun Ningyan.

She went to the educated youth point.

Lin Mengmeng and Zhang Qiang were boiling water outside. The hot water in Lin Mengmeng's kettle ran out, so she came out to boil some.

When she saw Song Panddi coming over, she just glanced at her and ignored her.

Song Pandi was just about to talk to her, but saw Lin Mengmeng talking and laughing with Zhang Qiang.

Even Zhang Qiang ignored her.

She still smiled and talked to Lin Mengmeng: "Lin Zhiqing, is Meng Zhiqing in the room? I'm looking for her."

Lin Mengmeng turned her head and glanced at her: "Go find her. I think you want to harm Ningning together with Meng Zhenzhen again, right?"

Song Pandi shook her head. She held her belly with one hand and was wearing very thin clothes. Her cotton jacket and trousers were discarded by Aunt Ma. She had no idea how many decades she had worn them. They were not warm at all and were very hard.

The back of my hands are covered with frostbite, and there is also frostbite on my face, which looks a bit scary.

She suppressed her anger and smiled: "No, I have something to do with Meng Zhiqing!"

She cursed Lin Mengmeng in her heart.

He clenched his fists tightly: What are you so proud of? You are just Yun Ningyan's licker!

After dealing with Yun Ningyan, he dealt with her as well.