Chapter 33 Your whole family digs up cow dung
The dough was kneaded and rolled out, the fillings were prepared early in the morning, and the cabbage and pork belly were poured with some hot oil. The four children gathered around the low table in the kitchen to watch the delicious aroma.

When Shen Meng worked as a clerk, she loved to cook on weekends. Now she has picked it up and slowly become quite good at cooking.

"Mom, can Aunt Xifeng have one? She used to secretly cook eggs for me!" Lu Mingkai said after swallowing.

Mingfang was afraid that her mother would be sad, so she quickly said, "The dumplings are cooked, mother, eat first. Mother is not fully recovered yet, and she has to work every day. Xiaokai, is this right?"

Shen Meng glanced at Mingfang. It was said that girls were warm and caring. Half a month had passed, and she was still thinking about Shen Meng no matter what she did.

"It's okay. Xiaokai is a good boy. Thinking of your Aunt Xifeng's kindness, I made two dough dumplings. We will eat the white flour one and leave a bowl for Daqing, Erqing and Gaogao. I will ask them to bring the two-grain flour dumplings to their mother in the bag I prepared. I will send the rest back to Grandma Chang."

Ming Yang frowned and said in confusion: "Mom, why are you being so shy? If you were to give it to someone, you would definitely give them something good."

"You have to give it to people willing to take it. Life in the countryside is hard these days. If you don't give white flour dumplings with meat filling to those shameless people, they will still come to you to take advantage of you. People like Daqing's mother, your Aunt Xifeng, and Grandma Chang have a hard life, but they still think about you. How can such good people want such good things from you? Don't worry, the fillings are the same. The two-grain flour dumplings have more white flour and less corn flour. They can tell by eating them."

After hearing what Shen Meng said, Mingyang no longer had any objections. What the adults said must make sense. If it were his mother in the past, she would have dug sheep dung into his room. Now, not only does she cook for them in various ways, she also repays those who were kind to them in the past. Such a mother couldn't be better. He regretted what he had just said.

Shen Meng pretended not to notice the change in Lu Mingyang's expression. She worked non-stop and soon finished making two batches of dumplings. Lu Mingyang, with a lively look in his eyes, had already started to boil the pot when Shen Meng had made most of them. Now was the time to put the dumplings in.

The plump white dumplings were put into the pot. Apart from the crackling sound of firewood in the stove, the only sound was the children swallowing their saliva.

The water boiled three times. When the dumplings were cooked, Shen Meng scooped them out and gave each person a big bowl. She simply prepared a dipping sauce and started to add another pot. The space for burning the fire was also freed up. Several children held chopsticks and wanted to eat, but seeing that she was still busy, they didn't pick up their chopsticks. They didn't dare to do it before, but now they couldn't bear it.

Lu Mingkai poked a plump dumpling with his chopsticks, put it to his mouth and blew hard, then walked over to Shen Meng on his little feet.

"Mom, eat first." He was afraid that the dumplings would fall to the ground, so he carefully placed one hand under the dumplings, which was slightly red from the heat.

"Good boy, thank you Xiaokai." She blew it twice and ate it in her mouth.

She is not the kind of person who says, "Mom doesn't want to eat, you eat first." "Mom doesn't like to eat, leave it for the baby." A mother shows her maternal love and wants to leave good things for her children. Children also want to show their love to their parents and give things they think are good to their parents. Love is mutual, and she is a parent who is willing to accept her children's love.

After Shen Meng ate the dumplings brought by Mingkai, she rubbed his hair.

"Good children, go back and eat quickly. Mingyang, you guys should eat quickly too. When mother takes out this pot, the next pot will be the one with two bowls of noodles. Call Daqing and Erqing over soon. Eat this pot while it's hot. Let them take the next pot away when it's ready."

"Okay, mom." Lu Mingliang responded directly before his brother opened his mouth, grabbed the chopsticks and started eating dumplings.

It was not uncommon for the old Lu family to refuse to deliver meals to Lujia Village. Shen Meng cooked with her four children and asked to take back her own private plot of land from the eldest wife's family. The matter was still deadlocked with the village leaders. The reason why it was not resolved was because the head of the eldest wife's family was not there.

Fortunately, Shen Meng had Lu Zhenping's allowance, so there was no need to rush. In addition, during this period, Shen Meng did not throw a tantrum or beat or scold the child, so the families of the poor children gradually felt relieved.

After receiving Lu Zhenping's letter, Lu Changhong hurried home. He had been busy with his medical treatment outside these days and didn't know what was happening in the village. Just as he was about to push the door open, he was stopped by someone calling him.

"Uncle Changhong, you're back?" "Mingyang? Why are you here?"

Lu Mingyang brought the things he had brought to Lu Changhong as if he was presenting a treasure.
"Uncle Changhong, my mother made some dumplings and asked me to bring them to Grandma Chang. Uncle, you should have some too!"

"Your mother packed it and asked you to bring it over. Why don't I believe it?"

Lu Mingyang pursed his lips. He felt more at ease in front of Lu Changhong, not as awkward as he was at home. His mother had gotten better, but he felt awkward not knowing how to get close to her.

"It's true, Uncle Chang Hong. My mother has been very kind to us recently. She bought us clothes and shoes, and sent Mingyang and Mingfang to school. She also made cotton-padded clothes for us and lots of delicious food. She no longer beats or scolds us. She is really very kind, Uncle Chang Hong. Mom has really changed."

Lu Changhong recalled the determined look in Shen Meng's eyes when he was treating her, which made him believe her for once. Later, she moved back to the brick house with the child. At that time, he wondered if Shen Meng was pretending to be nice in order to move back. Unexpectedly, she was really good to the child.

"Eat the dumplings your mother made yourself. Your uncle and your grandmother don't need them. We have food at home!"

Lu Mingyang stuffed the dumplings into his hands and ran away.

"Uncle, you eat. I'll get the bowl later."

"Hey, Mingyang, Mingyang, you little brat." Lu Changhong was holding the warm dumplings and Lu Zhenping's letter in his hand. He suddenly felt relieved. He had concealed a lot of things Shen Meng had done over the years. Now that she has reformed, he has lived up to Zhenping's instructions. He just hopes that she can continue like this and not do bad things to the child anymore.

Daqing, Erqing and others were called to the Shen family, and were led into the house by Lu Mingliang in a mysterious manner.

"Mingliang, what are you doing? Your brother went out in a panic holding something. What was he doing?"

"My brother is busy and will be back soon. Don't ask me. Look what this is, hehe."

Daqing, Erqing and Gaogao watched him mysteriously open the lid of the bowl, and their eyes widened immediately.
"Dumplings, white flour dumplings!"

"Not only are they white flour dumplings, they are also stuffed with meat. My mother specially left a bowl for you, so eat it quickly. The other two bowls are for your mother. Take them home secretly. Daqing and Erqing, your father is a fool, so don't give them to him. Gaogao, you can give them to him. Your father loves your mother. Take them home and let your mother lock the door before eating. Do you understand?"

Gao Gao followed his father Lu Yongjun and nodded blankly. He could not eat dumplings during the festivals, but he did not expect to have them at Lu's house.

Erqing and Gaogao were about to grab them when Daqing grabbed them.

"Mingliang, why did your mother leave dumplings for us? She used to pick up cow dung at the door and bring it home. Why is she giving us such delicious food now?"

Lu Mingliang's face darkened, and he sneered at him, "Your mother is the one who digs up cow dung, your whole family digs up cow dung."

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