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While talking, Qi Yuan found a lunchbox and filled it with rice. He put some of the untouched dishes in, picked up a few pieces of ribs and placed them in a plastic bag before saying to Qi Yuan, "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone else about this. From now on, I'll cook two more eggs for you every morning."

Qi Yuan said, "Sis, thank you."

Qi Chang smiled and said, "What are you thanking me for? I'm your sister, you can tell me if you have anything in the future."

Knowing that Qi Yuan put away his schoolbag, Qi Ao then called out to him from the living room, "Qi Yuan, what are you waiting for? Come on, we're going to be late. "

Qi Yuan agreed, greeted his sister and carried his schoolbag to school with Qi Jian.

Wu Yuzheng saw the two of them walk over and sit with Qi Jian in front of the board to pack dumplings. "What did Qi Yuan tell you? I think Mr. Qi wants to come over but doesn't want to hear it. He's sitting there twisting his hemp. "

Qi Xiang said, "Nothing, just told me that you ate less just now and came back tonight to eat dumplings." He watched as Wu Yuzheng wrapped one dumpling skin in a short amount of time and reported very nicely, saying: "You wrapped dumplings in such a good way. I really didn't expect that there weren't many boys wrapping dumplings now."

Wu Yuzheng was busy with his work. He didn't even raise his head as he said, "My sister is making dumplings, but I can't just play by the side. I'll just follow your lead and learn from you."

Qi Chang said, "Your sister is really good at everything."

Wu Yuzheng sighed and said: "She can't not, my dad doesn't have time to cook, and Little Rong's mom isn't that rich, so he just has two little mouths waiting to eat. Actually, I wish my sister didn't know about this and could go shopping with her classmates, buy clothes, buy a flower, and see all the girls that hang out on the street, I just want my mom to do the same with my sister." There was a sense of loss in her voice that could not be ignored.

Qi Yuan patted his hand and said, "You have such a big sister, and she's very happy. Really, maybe your sister feels that she can take care of you two so well, and take care of your family so well, and that makes her very happy."

Wu Yuzheng did not answer, his head lowered as he busied himself with his work. The thin skin of the dumplings in his hands became white and fat dumplings with a bulging belly.

At this time, Grandma came over and said, "You two are going to wrap it up first? Little Wu, it's better if you go to the house and play. I'll just follow them.

Qi Xiang asked, "Grandma, why can't boys do this?"

Grandma said: "Boys must have ambition, they must have ambitious ideals, around the wok to calculate what is going on?"

When they heard their grandma in her seventies say "ambitious and ambitious", they were immediately angered. They said to Wu Yuzheng in a weak voice: "Fine, hurry and rest aside. If you continue to take care of her, she'll probably be worried for me."

Wu Yuzheng smiled and said to his grandma: "Grandmother, I've learned this from a young age and it's already in my hands. No matter what, it's still considered a trade. At least if you want to eat dumplings, you don't need to trouble others to do it yourself."

Grandma said, "You're right. No matter what, you're a guest at my house. How can I let you help me? Let me do it."

As she was talking, Wu Min pushed the door open and walked in. Grandma rushed forward when she saw him. Wu Yuzheng whispered to Qi Xiang, "I'm still an outsider. Since when have I been enlightened and not occupied this customer's position?"

Smiling, he said, "The revolution hasn't been successful yet. You still need to work hard."

Wu Yuzheng pouted and stood up to greet his sister.

Wu Min said, "I was thinking of wrapping dumplings in the dorm tonight. Little Zheng said you guys are busy here, so I will follow him in."

Qi Xiang smiled and said, "Sister Wu, look at what you're saying. We're all busy eating."

Not long after, the big curtain was filled with plump dumplings. Grandma said, "Let's use a big pot tonight. Just looking at these dumplings makes me feel like they're new."

The big pot was in the west wing room, not used normally, just steamed buns, which were used to steam the cabbage and fry the New Year's food during the new year. Usually, Mama Qi cleaned it cleanly and went to wash the pot first, with white tiles all around and a cloth used to wipe the pot clean, praising her mother in her heart for being so diligent and diligent, for keeping all the utensils that she didn't usually use so clean.

Early in the morning, he filled a pot of water and prepared to cook the dumplings when his mother came home.

When there was still a hint of red left in the sky, Mama Qi approached the house and saw the round dumplings in the kitchen. She smiled and said, "I'm so happy. I'll eat when I get home."

Guo Guo said, "I'm also ready to eat. When I'm older, I'll also learn to pack dumplings. When the time comes, I'll treat everyone to my dumplings."

Everyone laughed and told her that they would definitely try the dumplings in her bag in the future. Guo Guo giggled. Her round smiling face was red. Seeing this, Grandma couldn't help but give her another kiss.

"Mother, these dumplings look just like the little geese I put out when I was a kid," she said to her mother, as she pushed the dumplings into the boiling water with her hands, like the geese she had set aside when she was a little girl, and jumped into the pond in the west side of the village, where they were fighting to jump into the boiling water. "Mother, these dumplings look just like the little geese I put out when I was a little girl," she said to her mother.

Mama Qi stirred the dumplings in the wok along the wicker fence and said, "Do you remember the little goose that you put in there when you were a kid?"

"I don't remember," he said. "I remember one time when I drove the little geese to the south river, and the grass under the willow tree by the river grew so well, and it was so comfortable to sit on it, and the wind was cool under the tree, and I fell asleep leaning against a tree. When I woke up and found none of the geese that had been grazing by the river, I cried and looked around and found them, and then I counted them and I still remember the feeling of loss and recovery that I had not lost in my heart."

Mama Qi sighed and said, "You've suffered a lot when you were young. At that time, they were still young, your dad didn't come to work, and I had to do my work in the fields. At such a young age, you could have laid geese all over the slope." There was guilt in her voice, but also the pain of her mother's love for her child.

He added a handful of firewood and smiled, "Mom, as you said, that was my childhood. I was running all over the hill, drilling all over the village, driving a flock of geese, and seeing the goosebumps on their necks, my heart also bulged. I still remember that you made me a stick to catch the geese, and tied a plastic bag on each end with a rope. I swung it around, and those geese that came with me all learned from it. I feel very satisfied, this is probably vanity."

Mama Qi said, "There aren't that many geese in our village that have not been let go of their geese yet. At that time, it would take a whole summer for the little geese to leave on credit."

Wu Yuzheng helped to carry the dumplings and asked his mother: "Auntie, how come the goose is on credit?"

Mama Qi explained, "In the spring, they used a big basket to bring geese to the village for credit. They would come back for a summer's age, and when they received the money, they would deduct the money from the geese."

"I remember the goose who made a mark on our door," he said.

Mama Qi said, "Yes, we remember which families they are credit to, and we will collect them at that time. Our family has been credit to them for almost every year for the past few years."

Wu Yuzheng asked, "Are there any more?"

Mrs Qi smiled and said, "It's all a breeding ground now, how can they be raised so casually? Besides, their family is already rich, so who else would go and suffer such fatigue?"

Qi Xiang said, "It's all feed now, how can it compare to the geese we used to have when we were young? "I still remember how happy it would have been if a goose had accidentally died while we were growing it, so I look forward to seeing one or two of them die."

Mrs Qi laughed, "You guys are really happy. I'm extremely worried. Even if one of us dies, we'll lose a lot of money. We use this to buy everything."

Qi Zheng asked Wu Yuzheng: "The childhood of our village children is like this. What is the childhood of the children in your city?"

Sometimes she cooked noodles for us to eat in the early morning, sometimes she went to my dad's office to eat together with him, sometimes she went to the cafeteria at his office, sometimes she went to the burning shop on the street to buy two bonfires to eat, in the morning it was like there was a war, if I dragged my sister home late, at noon my sister took me home to eat, and then my father's wife told my father that sometimes my sister couldn't even eat in the middle of the day, so I had to eat lunch at the kindergarten. My sister brought the rations to the neighbors, and my father brought me home to eat together with him.

Mother Qi said, "It's not easy for you two siblings, especially your sister. She's only a few years older than you, but she still has to carry you and busy herself with family matters."

Qi Xiang said, "That's right. Although we are all big and small, the number of businesses in our family that are like your sister's is really small."

"You have to eat dumplings for your birthday," Wu Yuzheng said. "My sister was only ten years old when I was six, so she asked the neighbors how to pack the dumplings, and she helped herself to make dumplings. When my father came home, he saw me and my sister cooking dumplings in front of the kerosene stove. I still can't forget the tears of my father.

Mama Qi lifted the lid of the wok and poked one of the dumplings with her finger. The fat white dumplings disappeared as soon as she pressed down on a small bed. She said, "Alright, you can stop the fight now." After hearing that, Qi Yuan covered the stove with a metal cover and used a broom to sweep the scattered firewood in front of the stove.