Luò Fēng Táng lowered her eyes, smiling at her: "Good, as long as it's something you made, it's good."

She giggled, "Well, flattery will get you everywhere! I like it!"

He also curved his lips, and when she wasn't looking, suddenly seized her chin, pulling her face closer.

"Qing'er..."

"Ah?"

She responded with a soft sound, her heart skipping a beat at his sudden action.

"Can I kiss your cheek?" he asked, his eyes burning with a few more degrees of heat.

Her face flushed instantly.

She glared at him: “In broad daylight, shame on you...”

Okay, then let's kiss!

He said, bending down, his burning lips covering her red and tender lips.

Her mind buzzed, a brief flash of white.

When he successfully stole her fragrance, leaving her lips with satisfaction, a triumphant smile on his face, he picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom. Only then did she come to her senses.

Touching her lips, which he had kissed without warning, she blushed.

“This scoundrel, when did he learn this trick? Cunning!”

She tapped her foot lightly, then turned and walked out of the room with a sweet smile on her face.

She told Tuo Ba Xian in the front courtyard that she wouldn't be cooking lunch, and they would go to her mother's house next door to eat later.

Then, Yang Ruqing went straight to Yang Huazhong's courtyard.

In the kitchen, Sun Shi, Bao Suyun, and Yang Ruolan were all there.

When Yang Ruqing arrived, they were already there discussing what to make with the wheat flour for dinner.

When Yang Ruqing shared her thoughts, Mrs. Sun said: "I was also planning to do this, but I was afraid you would find it too complicated, so I didn't say anything."

Yang Ruqing said, “We have a lot of people. We'll split up and act later. It won't be troublesome at all.”

Bao Suyun said, "That's right, with this light rain today, there's no farm work to be done in the fields anyway. Let's stay home and cook a good meal today."

Yang Ruolan also said, "Before I came from my grandfather's place, I saw that many households along the road were busy making millet cakes. Everyone is busy with this same thing today."

Yang Ruqing took the conversation again, saying: “I’ll divide up the tasks. I’ll go outside to dig for wild vegetables, and Mother will stay at home to knead the dough and make dumpling wrappers.”

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Bao Suyun said, "If there's cured pork belly, I'll mince it for the filling."

Yang Ruolan said, "Then I'll go with Qing'er to dig wild vegetables. Two people digging is faster."

Yang Ruqing said, "Okay, let's get moving!"

In late spring and early summer, at the foot of the village's field ridges and along the edge of the woods, all kinds of wild vegetables grew exuberantly.

This year is unlike previous years, with two consecutive bumper harvests of grain. In addition, the transportation team and medicinal herb-collecting team have brought vitality and income to the village.

Most families in the village can now afford to eat and keep warm. They no longer have to, like they used to, go out foraging for wild vegetables and tree bark to survive during lean times.

"Wow, there are so many celery here, Qing'er come quickly!"

Yang Ruolan beckoned to Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing hurried over, and the two sisters were pinching tender young shoots of celery there.

"Qinyá will wait a bit to be stir-fried with chili peppers and ground meat, it's not a problem if you eat three bowls of rice." Yang Ruqing said jokingly.

Yang Ruolan smiled.

We harvested a lot of celery sprouts, enough for two large plates. The two sisters then continued to search for other wild vegetables.

Watercress, shepherd's purse, and horsetail are definitely essential.

"Lan'er sister, look quickly, there are so many wood ears over there!"

Yang Ruqing, like she had discovered a treasure, hurried toward the low-lying area ahead.

This is a continuation of the previous paragraph.

>>>Black fungus, also known as tree ear mushroom, looks very similar to black wood ear and can be stir-fried or used in soups. It is very delicious.

Once it enters your stomach, it also has the function of cleaning your intestines.

Is a darling on the dining table and a genius in medicine.

“Oh, look at how plump and beautiful these wood ear mushrooms are! They'll be enough for our lunch today!” said Yang Rulan.

Yang Ruqing also smiled, she liked this feeling of being full to the brim.

In the kitchen, women were bustling about making dumplings.

In the bamboo trays used for drying cotton, plump dumplings with thin skins lay nestled like miniature white crescents.

Neatly arranged in circles upon circles, they resembled a giant flower blooming layer by layer.

Holy, beautiful.

Yang Ruqing picked up a dumpling wrapper from the side, dipped the tip of her chopsticks in a little water, and smeared a circle on the wrapper.

Then, use a spoon to scoop a spoonful of the pre-made vegetable and meat filling and place it in the center of the dumpling wrapper.

Because the wrappers were pre-moistened with water, they adhered well to each other when folded in half.

Then, squeeze out several wrinkles at the glued part and put it into a large bamboo tray.

Looking at these dumplings in front of her, Yang Ruoqing felt a sense of accomplishment.

Then steamed dumplings, boiled dumplings, pan-fried dumplings, and deep-fried dumplings will take turns to appear, each with its own unique charm.

Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian, Tuo Ba Xian, that day Song Xiao Ya Xue, Bao Suyun, the three of them, Yang Ruolan and Ah Hao, all came to Yang Huazhong's house for lunch.

And Sun's family and Old Yang Tou as well as Yang Huamei all sent a big bowl of dumplings over for them to try.

“This is the first time our little one has eaten dumplings at this age.”

Mrs. Sun held Little Luo Baby in her arms and began feeding her dumplings.

Yang Ruqing smiled and said, "How is that possible? Mother, you've mistaken it. She even bit into a dumpling on New Year's Eve."

Sun said, "Oh, is that so, hehe, look at my memory."

"But she was still young back then and didn't really like to eat these dumplings. So this time it really counts as eating. Come on, baby, Grandma will feed you."

Mrs. Sun was fully focused on feeding the little camel baby dumplings, while Yang Ruqing greeted the others to eat.

I would often glance at Luo Bao's side, and I saw this little guy was unusually focused.

The dumpling had just reached his mouth when he couldn't wait any longer and opened his little mouth wide.

Taking tiny bites and savoring every mouthful.

As he ate, he would sometimes reach into his mouth with his little hand and dig around a bit.

Have a quick look at what you've scooped out before continuing to eat.

...just like checking if these dumplings are poisoned...

This small gesture almost made Yang Ruqing smile.

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Luckily, under his own persistence, Luo Baobei developed the good habit of washing his hands before meals.

"Qing'er, come, here are the pot stickers you like."

Beside her, Luofeng Tang's voice brought her back to herself.

When I looked back, there was an extra pan-fried dumpling in the bowl, its surface golden brown on both sides.

"Well, you eat too, we both eat." Yang Ruqing said, smiling and raising her chopsticks.

At this midday meal, everyone ate until they were full and satisfied. Various flavors and textures of dumplings allowed everyone to enjoy themselves greatly.

"This requires thinking for a millennium and waiting for ten thousand years," Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruqing said: "Grandma likes it, this is simple. There's plenty of wheat flour at home, we can make dumplings whenever we want."

Wang Cuilian smiled and nodded repeatedly: "My niece-in-law is really clever and skilled. When the villagers see me, they all envy me!"

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