Now Xue Wenyu has to admit that this woman is really amazing.

He felt that it was necessary to go to the place where she grew up in person if she had time.

In the evening, the soldiers here also called a lot of wild game, and roasted it on fire, and soon the fragrance filled the surroundings.

However, after eating a beggar chicken, Shang Xiaohu bit the chicken and wanted to vomit it after biting the roasted chicken under his hands.

"What? It's so unpalatable. Go and pick lotus leaves and wrap it with it, and put some mud outside to wrap it." Shang Xiaohu directed.

Shang Xiaohu was a little annoyed. In the afternoon, he deliberately slipped to the tent by the lake and listened to the laughter inside.

He saw several people inside in the gap in the tent doing this. He was curious and wanted to go in, but he was embarrassed.

He also went to the place where they had dug things, but he couldn't determine which wild vegetable they had dug.

He thought Xue Wenyu was the stupidest. It was obvious that his identity was the most appropriate to eat with those people, and he needed the least reason. Why didn’t he go?

In the tent, the dumplings were already wrapped. Although the shapes were different, and half of the dumplings were ugly in shape, the six people were very happy.

Old man Tao with flour on his forehead directed the fire, boiling water, preparing large plates, smashing garlic cloves.

Brother Hui, who had flour on his cheeks, carefully lit the number of dumplings.

"Mother, we have made 632 dumplings." Brother Hui ordered the numbers twice and they were unified, and his eyes turned around and told him with bright eyes.

Mu Yingbao, who was cleaning utensils with hot water, nodded with a smile. When she was making dumplings just now, she remembered that on the modern New Year's Eve, the family gathered together to make dumplings and watch the party waiting for the New Year bell to ring in the early morning.

However, after only a little sad, his emotions adjusted.

No matter where you are, you must cherish your life. Living well will make it worthwhile to make your parents’ life.

Brother Hui suddenly remembered something, walked to Mu Yingbao and whispered, "Mother, I really want to swim in the lake for a few times. But my father's people are staring at him on the shore."

"It's okay, there will be a chance in the future." Mu Yingbao wiped the flour from the tip of the child's nose with a veil and comforted him.

Actually, she also wants to, so she has to endure it.

As he was talking, the picture said that the water was boiling, and Mu Yingbao hurried over to put in dumplings.

The others were busy setting tables, dishes and chopsticks, and still placed outside.

Tao Qingyuan has already ordered a circle of mosquito repellent grass around him, so he can eat it slowly without fear of mosquito bites.

Mu Yingbao noticed that Brother Hui had been looking at Xue Wenyu several times.

This silly kid, it's really!

"Go." Mu Yingbao couldn't bear to see the child being so embarrassed, so he spoke up to encourage him. Anyway, the person named Xue might not necessarily come.

"Yeah." Brother Hui walked towards his father happily.

"Why doesn't this kid remember this? The chicken at noon is cheaper than the business boy." Tao Qingyuan sighed and said.

"It's okay, he will calm down a few more times." Mu Yingbao said while lifting the lid of the pot and stirring the dumplings.

In fact, Mu Yingbao felt very distressed when he looked at the child's disappointed return at noon.

This child is very pitiful. Like an ordinary child, he needs the care of his parents.

Just after adding water to the pot, I saw Brother Hui who had returned, with a disappointed face.

"Mother." Brother Hui smiled bitterly and spread his hands.

"It's too much. Come and look at the pot. I'll go over and take a look. What kind of stinking shelves are there with the child? What kind of stuff is it?" Mu Yingbao became angry.

When Brother Hui heard this, he was so scared that he rushed forward to stop him. "Mother, don't worry, forget it, my son is troublesome, I just think about the time my father likes eating dumplings so much."

After hearing Brother Hui said this, Mu Yingbao was going even more; "Don't worry, I went there to invite him to eat, and I won't quarrel with him."

Brother Hui looked at his mother's expression and didn't believe it. He hugged her arm and begged her to look at her and refused to let go.

"Girl, forget it." When Tao Qingyuan saw this, he quickly spoke up to dissuade him.

With her temperament, it would be strange if she could talk carefully. It would be hard to make a noise, and the atmosphere of eating dumplings when she came back would not be good.

"Okay, then I won't go. I blame him for being ungrateful. If he doesn't have any good fortune, we can have a meal if he doesn't come. Oh, my son, it's a pot." Mu Yingbao rushed to the edge of the pot and lifted the lid.

The time was to slap the pot and successfully resolved a crisis.

Brother Hui and Tao Qingyuan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Remember, be careful in the future." Tao Qingyuan whispered to Brother Hui.

Brother Hui pointed his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and his filial piety almost caused trouble.

It is already very good for the mother and father who are incompatible with water and fire to maintain the current situation.

"Brother Xiaotu, come in and help bring dumplings." Brother Hui shouted quickly.

The three of them lifted the curtains of the tent and went in to help bring out the dumplings.

"You can eat these plates three first. Don't wait for us. The taste will be bad if it is cold." Mu Yingbao reminded that if he doesn't serve the table, Old Man Tao and Brother Hui will never eat them first. The pot is not big enough, so he can only cook them in two times.

Xiaotu and the three of them were all young men, and they had a lot of appetite, so Mu Yingbao cooked them according to the amount of fifty one person.

"Oh, okay, thank you, Madam." Xiaotu already knew that it would be correct to listen to Madam in everything.

Mu Yingbao added some clean water to the pot. After it was boiled, it was almost the same as 100 people who put the pot in the pot this time.

The firewood under the stove was found by Xiaotu and the others. It was very dry and it was very hot. The water in the pot suddenly started.

After cooking this pot, Brother Tao Qingyuanhui took it out twice. Mu Yingbao pressed the fire and took the remaining plate and walked out.

"Madam, it's delicious." When passing by Xiaotu and their table, Xiaotu gestured at Mu Yingbao with his cheeks and gave him a thumbs up. The other two nodded with care. Only half of the dishes on their table were left.

"Eat slowly, and then cook if you don't have enough." Mu Yingbao told with a smile.

Sitting on the blanket, Tao Qingyuan asked, "Girl, can you drink some? Or dumpling soup? Or tea?"

"Let's go, Brother Hui tells him what he said?" Mu Yingbao said to Brother Hui with a smile.

Brother Hui was making seasonings for himself, and when he heard this, he looked up at his great-grandfather; "My mother said that the more you drink dumplings, the more you drink it."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Brother Hui was stunned.

Mu Yingbao noticed something strange and looked at him along his gaze. It turned out that Xue Wenyu was walking slowly towards this side with his hands behind his back.

"Mother." Brother Hui was not sure what his father came to do, and had changed his mind to come and eat dumplings together. He was very worried when he thought of his mother's angry look just now.
Chapter completed!