Chapter 1892
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After being reminded by Liang Jinqiao, Zhao Wenhua realized that he had eaten eight dumplings in one go.
Zhao Wenhua smiled bitterly. He looked very shy and embarrassed. He felt that he had eaten too much in one go.
"Well … Yun 'er's mother, I've never eaten such delicious dumplings in all my decades of life. I've eaten eight of them before I knew it!"
Liang Jinqiao was amused by Zhao Wenhua, but he agreed with Zhao Wenhua's words very much.
She also felt that these were the best dumplings she had eaten in decades.
The glutinous rice was fresh and of the best quality, unlike the old glutinous rice they used to make dumplings.
Moreover, they only used white rice to make dumplings before. They didn't use bacon today, so the taste was naturally different.
"It's fine. It's fine if you eat more. I'm just afraid that your stomach will swell!"
Zhao Wenhua touched his stomach and smiled. He replied, "Okay, then I won't eat anymore! If I eat more, I might really swell! "
"Okay!" Liang Jinqiao replied.
When Zhao Yun 'er was about to send the dumplings to Old Zhao's house, Mu Lianfeng and Mo Yan came down from the mountain.
As soon as Mo Yan walked into Zhao Yun 'er's house, he took a deep breath. "Wow, it smells so good. It's the smell of dumplings!"
When he was at home, his parents would make dumplings for him every year during the Dragon Boat Festival.
This year, he had a mission and couldn't go out, so he didn't get to eat dumplings.
As soon as he smelled the familiar fragrance, Mo Yan thought of his parents. He couldn't help but feel sad.
With his parents around, he didn't travel far. Although he wanted to be with his parents often, sometimes it was not something he could hope for.
"It smells so good!" Mu Lianfeng also responded.
He knew that Zhao Yun 'er's house was making dumplings today, so he knew that the dumplings must have been cooked when he smelled the familiar fragrance.
He didn't expect to be able to eat dumplings as soon as he came down the mountain.
"You're back? Let my mother make some Zongzi for you. There are many in the kitchen! "Zhao Yun 'er said with a smile.
Mo Yan answered eagerly, "Okay, thank you, Madam! Madam treats me the best! "
Zhao Yun 'er became rather happy from Mo Yan's words.
"You guys eat. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!"
"Yes, Madam!"
Zhao Yun'er went to Zhao Ping's house first with a basket of Zongzi. After delivering the Zongzi, she went to Old Zhao's house.
After wandering around Zhao Ping's house, Zhao Yun 'er couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that when one was poor, one could really be poor to a certain extent. Zhao Ping's house was almost the same as her previous thatched hut. There were many places where the wind leaked out.
Because he was a man, Zhao Ping didn't know how to tidy up the house, so the house was a mess. It really wasn't easy for a man to live without a wife.
When Zhao Yun 'er arrived at Old Zhao's house, she found that Old Zhao's house was noisy again.
But this time, it was because of Zhao Xinhui.
Zhao Xinhui was injured and was saved by Qin Yuan.
He went to the medical center to have his injuries checked. The doctor prescribed some medicine. As long as he took the medicine according to the requirements and rested for a while, he would be fine.
But because he was seriously injured, he had to lie in bed for at least half a month to a month.
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