Hong Qiurong met Su Meimei's earnest gaze, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, pulling Bai Guiqin next to her.

"Why haven't you seen this girl so edible on weekdays?"

"Yes! This is the first time I saw you."

Meimei loves beauty the most.

I usually eat bird food, and I say that I can maintain my figure. Today’s appetite is really amazing!

Seeing Su Meimei's appearance as she became more and more arrogant, Old Lady Su suddenly became angry.

She looked solemnly, and her twinkle eyes swept towards Qian Cuiying beside her.

"Your daughter said she still wants to eat it, so hurry up and make dumplings!"

I have to wear clothes every day and open my mouth. Could it be that I will marry them as my ancestors?

Old Mrs. Su glared at Qian Cuiying angrily and pushed Su Minghai.

"You go and help!"

Su Minghai choked, but did not dare to disobey, so he had to follow him in disappointment.

His old mother and daughter-in-law are not easy to deal with, so he can say less of one sentence!

With his head down, he followed Qian Cuiying's butt and came to the chopping board.

"Su Minghai, I said why are you so cowardly?"

Seeing that Su Minghai had no reaction, Qian Cuiying immediately became angry.

"Your mother enslaved us, and you don't say anything, you're dumb?"

She rolled up her arms and pushed Su Minghai, and the saliva in her mouth splashed Su Minghai's face.

Su Minghai looked slightly sideways, a look of fatigue condensed between his eyebrows and eyes, and finally sighs helplessly.

"Okay, it's all a family, so I'll enslave you wherever you are. Didn't you take care of your second wife before?"

He ignored Qian Cuiying and he walked around the other end of the chopping board and silently rolled up the dough.

Everyone waited for a long time, and the new pot of dumplings finally came out.

When he was assigned to everyone's bowls, Su Wenxu immediately frowned.

He held the chopsticks and stirred them in the bowl for a few times, looking unhappy.

"Madam, what are you making? Dumplings or gnocchi?"

Let’s not talk about the appearance, it is twisted and unformed, without the shape of a dumpling.

The dough in his bowl was still white and obviously he picked it up before it was cooked.

"If you like to eat, don't eat it, don't eat it!"

Qian Cuiying responded strongly, reached out and took away a bowl of dumplings in front of Su Wenxu, and handed them to Su Meimei.

"Meimei, eat more!"

Looking at the dumplings in front of him, Su Meimei's bright little face also wrinkled.

"Mom, this?"

This is really hard to swallow!

Just when the dumplings were served, she poked them with chopsticks. The meat filling inside was still scarlet and was not cooked at all.

If you eat this, you will definitely have a stomachache at night.

Su Meimei pulled the corner of her mouth, barely showed a faint smile, and pushed the dumplings back embarrassedly.

"Mom, I suddenly got no hungry again."

She slowly stood up and touched her flat belly as if she was full.

"I won't eat this dumpling!"

"Don't eat it?"

Qian Cuiying looked puzzled and reached out to Su Meimei's forehead with some concern.

"Are you sick? Why are you hungry and full?"

Or is there something wrong with the dumplings that Su Zhiyu and the others gave Meimei?

As she guessed in her heart, she immediately moved her eyes to Su Zhiyu and the others.

"Say! Did you move any tricks in the dumplings?"

Su Zhiyu was speechless.

She really didn't support her, so she just obeyed her uncle.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Meimei just doesn't want to eat the dumplings she made.

Such dumplings are almost the same as dark food. Who can eat them if it is changed?

"Uncle, don't swear at others! Your family doesn't want to eat Meimei, I'm afraid..."
Chapter completed!