Chapter 50 Whispering
When guests came, Ma Shou often had to greet the guests, so naturally he couldn't continue to take the children to set off firecrackers.

Congcong and the two younger ones looked disappointed, but fortunately, the children had a quick memory and quickly started playing around in the room.

Seeing Hao Dongmei come in with Hao's father and mother in hand, Zheng Juan was also a little surprised.

My own husband had just beaten up his husband yesterday, and even had a fight, Wang Zhong even let out the word about the separation.

It's only one night.

"Aunt Qu, why don't you go and have a look, Bingkun is stubborn, I'm afraid of him..." Zheng Juan whispered to Qu Xiuzhen with an apologetic expression.

Qu Xiuzhen thought for a while, then even put down the dumpling wrapper in her hand, wiped her flour-stained hands on the apron, and took off the apron: "Sure, it's almost finished anyway, I'll leave the rest to you." Alright, I'll go take a look."

Just now Wang Zhong suddenly put down his work and ran out and Qu Xiuzhen felt something was wrong, but now hearing Zheng Juan's tone, there is obviously something wrong here.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Qu Xiuzhen took off her apron, she saw Wang Zhong walking towards the dining room, took the apron that was placed on the chair just now, put it on, went back to the chopping board, and made dumplings.

"Old Comrade Qu, there are guests at home, why don't you hurry to greet them?" Qu Xiuzhen hadn't put down the apron in her hand,

Qu Xiuzhen was stunned for a moment, a little confused about Wang Zhong's intentions, looked at Wang Zhong and shook her head, and put down the apron in her hand: "Then today I will provide the kitchen for you two!"

"Don't worry, I promise not to disappoint you." Wang Zhong said with a smile, as if he had no other emotions at all.

Just kidding, the culinary skills of lv3 are at the same level as the restaurant's chefs, and even Zheng Juan'er's cooking skills are almost perfect under Wang Zhong's training.

The stuffing for the dumplings was made by Zheng Juan herself. There are four kinds of stuffing: leek and egg stuffing, cabbage and pork stuffing, pork and green onion stuffing, and pork and shiitake mushroom stuffing.

After a while, a pot of lids was neatly stacked on the wooden pot lid, there could be more than a hundred, and there were still a lot of dumpling wrappers and fillings left.

"Bingkun, check to see if the water is boiling!" Cooking was the only time Zheng Juan would instruct Wang Zhong.

The water had boiled a long time ago, Wang Zhong held the lid of the pot, put the dumplings into the pot one by one, covered the lid, rolled it up and down three times, and the steaming first pot of dumplings came out of the pot.

Immediately afterwards, a second pot was poured in.

"Eating dumplings!"

Cong Cong was the first one who couldn't wait to rush to the table, followed by the two younger ones, and then the old people.

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On the dining table, there were several large plates of steaming dumplings, as well as several freshly cooked, steaming hard dishes.

They didn't pay much attention to how they sat, the three of Hao's family sat on the west side, Qu Xiuzhen, Lao Ma and his wife, Zheng Juan, Wang Zhong and the children sat apart.

Between the old couple was Zhou Cong, between Qu Xiuzhen and Zheng Juan was Zhou Ming, and beside Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan was Zhou Ling.

A large square dining table was full of people, and the old couple kept adding vegetables to the children's bowls.

Congcong used chopsticks well, and his eating was a little more refined, but the two young ones could only hold spoons, and their mouths were full of oil.

Envious of the three members of the Hao family sitting across from each other, Hao Dongmei looked at the three children, her complex gaze shone with an unprecedented brilliance of maternal love.

Unfortunately, it is impossible for her to have another child in her life.

Thinking of this, Hao Dongmei felt sad and heartbroken.

In the past few years since Hao's father and Hao's mother recovered, her mother, Jin Yueji, through her relationship, found many majors and medical experts to diagnose her. None of the big hospitals in Yanjing were left behind, and she went to them all, but the result was All the same.

She, Hao Dongmei, has lost the possibility of having children in her life.

"The dumplings are really good. The dishes are delicious. They are delicious in color and fragrance. They almost catch up with the chefs of the restaurant." After all, he is also the leader of Jiangliao, and Father Hao can still say polite words.

"That's right, Juan'er's craft, that's really nothing to say." Qu Xiuzhen said from the bottom of her heart: "Juan'er and I have also learned it. The stuffing is the same, and the seasoning is also the same, but it can be made. The taste is just a little worse than Juaner's."

Qu Xiuzhen was both regretful and puzzled.

Zheng Juan's cheeks were slightly red, and she said with a smile: "You have just learned it for a short time, wait for you to do it a few times, and you will be familiar with it."

"Dongmei, you and Zheng Juan are sisters-in-law. When you have time, you can learn how to make dumplings and cook with Zheng Juan." Hao's father smiled and told Hao Dongmei beside him.

"As someone else's daughter-in-law, you still need to learn these basics."

"Okay Dad!"

"Zheng Juan, if there is something wrong with our Dongmei in the future, you have to take care of it." Jin Yueji said to Zheng Juan.

Zheng Juan was terrified, and waved her hands again and again: "I should learn more from my sister-in-law."

"Dongmei is not as capable as you." Father Hao said with a smile.

But Wang Zhong interrupted suddenly: "Making dumplings looks simple, but in fact there are many ways to do it. Seasonings and meat fillings are the same. The time and order of adding seasonings, the method and degree of filling, and the cooking time are different. Taste may be different."

"It's true!" Qu Xiuzhen made no secret of her dislike for Wang Zhong, and teased deliberately.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Tell me, the ingredients are the same, but why do the chefs in the restaurant taste different from those made by the small restaurants and roadside stalls outside?"

Qu Xiuzhen glared at Wang Zhong. This kid liked to argue with her more and more, and she didn't know how to cooperate.

But Wang Zhong acted as if he didn't see it, and put two dumplings stuffed with pork and shiitake mushrooms for his daughter, "Come Lingling, eat two more."

Holding a wooden spoon, Lingling raised her little head buried in the bowl: "Thank you, Dad!"

Wang Zhong raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's little head, with a doting look on his face: "You are so good!"

"Dad! Me too!"

Zhou Ming on the side also raised his head and said.

"Grandma for Mingming!" Qu Xiuzhen hurriedly clipped two for Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He said happily, "Thank you, Grandma Qu" and made Qu Xiuzhen happy. The old horse also followed suit when he saw this. In this way, Zhou Cong picked up a bowl full of them.

"Grandpa Ma, I can't eat so much." Poor Zhou Cong rubbed his belly, looking worried at the mountains of dumplings in the bowl.

Ma Shouchang said solemnly: "Children need to eat more in order to grow taller and stronger."

"Thank you, Grandpa Ma!" Zhou Cong could only turn his grief and anger into motivation, and fought with the dumplings in the bowl with all his strength.

The three members of the Hao family looked at the scene where Ma Shouchang and his children were as close as grandparents and grandchildren, everyone's heart was rippling, especially Hao's father and Jin Yueji, but even if they were envious, they could only watch. Son.

"Bingkun!" Father Hao suddenly said, "I heard from Dongmei and Bingyi that you are now studying in Yanjing with your family?"

"Yes!"

"Yanjing is no better than Jichun. You are a big family and you have a lot of expenses!" Father Hao put on a smile and let go of his airs as a leader, showing a bit of amiability.

"The cost is indeed higher than that of Jichun, but not much higher, within the acceptable range."

"In two years, you will be graduating. Are you planning to continue your studies? Or to work?"

"Go to work!"

"Are you going to stay in Yanjing or go back to Jichun?"

"..."

Wang Zhong was also speechless, he asked questions as soon as he came up, he really didn't treat himself as an outsider!
Wang Zhong was a little confused, whether this was a test, or something else.

"Oh? If I go back to Jichun, you always arrange work for me?"

The smile on Hao's father's face froze for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and it returned to normal in an instant: "It's not impossible, the top students of the Architecture Department of Shuimu University are popular top talents no matter where they are!"

"This is good!" Ma Shouchang slapped his thigh, a little excited: "Now the policy is getting better and better. In the future, Jichun and even the entire Jiangliao Province will definitely have a new look. At that time, many places will definitely have to be re-planned. These It takes a lot of talent.”

"By the way, I'll abduct a few more classmates back!"

An old horse is an old horse, with a clear mind and a long-term vision.

"Comrade Ma, hurry up and get rid of your thoughts. Do you think I can get along well in officialdom with my temper?"

"Why not!" the old horse said, "I don't know how many things will happen to you, kid!"

"That's right, old song!"

"It's your size, hurry up and eat your dumplings!" Qu Xiuzhen gave Ma Shouchang a white look, picked up a dumpling and threw it into his bowl.

"So you have no intention of going into politics?" Father Hao showed a trace of regret on his face: "That's really a pity."

"It's nothing to be sorry about. To strive for the realization of the Four Modernizations doesn't necessarily mean you have to become an official in politics!"

Qu Xiuzhen said: "That's a good point! In order to realize the four modernizations, all walks of life need to work together and advance together."

"..."

When the topic changed, Father Hao asked enviously, "Lao Ma, why do I see these children are so close to you! Is there any way?"

Ma Shouchang was very happy, he laughed and said, "This can't be taught, maybe my old horse is born to please children."

"Smelly shameless!" Qu Xiuzhen gave the old horse a white look, and did not forget the last sentence.

Ma Shouchang seemed to have never heard of it, and still had a complacent face.

Father Hao smiled, but didn't answer.

But Jin Yueji suddenly said to Wang Chong: "Bingkun, I heard from Bingyi and Dongmei that you had a little conflict with your family?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "I didn't think that such a small matter in our family would reach Director Jin's ears, but Director Jin is busy with work, so I should not waste Director Jin's time on my small matter."

"Hey! What are you talking about? Dongmei is your sister-in-law, and our two families are relatives by marriage, so we are one family. What does a family say about two families?" Jin Yueji didn't even notice when she said these words against her will. blush.

Wang Zhong said: "I have to correct Director Jin's words."

"Yesterday, I already made an agreement with my eldest brother and the others. Our family will split up and live alone. From now on, the old Zhou family will be inherited by my elder brother. This brother is still clear about the accounts. Isn't it a bit unfair for the family to say that?" appropriate."

Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen also had a taste, Ma Shouchang was about to interject a few words, but Qu Xiuzhen stopped him with a look.

Jin Yueji's face changed immediately, her smile was gone, her expression became embarrassing, and her tone became much stiffer: "So, I'm meddling in my own business."

Wang Zhong was still smiling, and said calmly: "It's a good saying, it's hard for an upright official to break up housework, both of them are leaders, and they are busy with important national affairs on weekdays, so why bother with trivial matters for the parents Where are you two?"

Hao Dongmei winked at her mother again and again, Hao Dongmei and Zhou Bingyi didn't dare to tell them what happened yesterday, they just said that Wang Zhong had some conflicts with his family, unexpectedly it would be such a coincidence to meet Wang Zhong's family at Ma's house.

"Old Jin, since the young comrades have their own plans, let's stop talking!" Father Hao said.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "It's better for the big leaders to be considerate of us little people."

Jin Yueji's complexion immediately sank, wasn't Wang Zhong's words insinuating that she didn't understand them.

"Okay, okay!" Seeing this, Qu Xiuzhen hurried out to smooth things over.

"It's Chinese New Year, we finally got together, and there is such a big table of rich and delicious dishes, why do you talk about those bad things, everyone eat it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold later .”

"Yes, yes, yes! Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

Ma Shouchang also quickly greeted everyone.

After the meal, the three members of the Hao family hurriedly said their goodbyes and left.

Sending the three of them away, Zheng Juan cleaned up the mess, Ma Shouchang led the children, Qu Xiuzhen pulled Wang Zhong aside with a straight face, and began to reprimand them.

"Zhou Bingkun, what's going on with you today!"

Needless to say, as expected of the chief judge of the former high court, Qu Xiuzhen put on a straight face, really majestic.

Wang Zhong looked wronged and wronged: "Aunt Qu, you can't blame me for this matter. It's because they didn't understand the situation themselves, so they messed up when they came up."

"You're making sense!" Qu Xiuzhen glared at Wang Zhong: "What's going on?"

Wang Zhong told the cause and effect of this matter.

After hearing this, Qu Xiuzhen's expression was a bit rich, and then she sighed, stared at Wang Zhong for a long time, and then said, "It's your father anyway, you can't treat him like that."

Wang Zhong's mood was also a little low: "I don't want to, but sometimes, when the mood is over, I really can't control it."

He shook his head while talking: "I want to be rational all the time, but isn't it impossible!"

"Love is deep, responsibility is serious, maybe your father has high expectations of you, so he is so strict with you!" Qu Xiuzhen comforted.

"That's what I used to say to myself." Wang Zhong shook his head, mocking himself: "But it turns out that's not the case."

In the memory of the original body, if there is any conflict between the three brothers and sisters of the Zhou family, it must be the original body's fault. When Zhou Zhigang came up, he had to clean up the original body first, and it was normal for him to kick him. Son.

Sometimes Wang Zhong even doubted whether Yuanshen was Zhou Zhigang's own son.

"Forget it, it's difficult enough for you!" Qu Xiuzhen said with emotion: "If you say your father is really, why can't he see such an outstanding child like you?"

If anyone knew Wang Zhong best, besides Zheng Juan who slept in the same bed and got along day and night, that was Qu Xiuzhen.

Among the young people in the soy sauce factory, Qu Xiuzhen's favorite was not Tang Xiangyang, who was born in a scholarly family, nor Lu Chuan, but Wang Zhong, who had only a first-year education.

Whether it's conversation or knowledge, let alone the soy sauce factory, even the whole Jichun, among the peers, in the eyes of Qu Xiuzhen, there are few people who surpass Wang Zhong.

"How many parents can really make a bowl of water equal!" Wang Zhong smiled helplessly: "Actually, I don't complain to my parents. It's just that many times, in many things, I feel unfair and wronged."

"Maybe I'm too greedy. My parents brought me into this world and brought me up to adulthood. They have fulfilled their obligations."

"Hey!" Qu Xiuzhen sighed, thinking of her son's family far away in Shanghai, she felt mixed feelings in her heart: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite!"

(End of this chapter)

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