"Aimin, did I do something wrong?”
Wang Lin returned to the house.
He lowered his head.
He looked at the tip of his shoes.
She looked as if she had done something wrong.
"I shouldn't have been unable to help myself."
"She insisted on going out and scolding her."
"We'll cook at home in the future."
"I opened the door and the window.”
"I'll kill them."
Seeing Wang Lin like this.
Zhao Aimin had completely forgotten about the unpleasantness just now.
He wanted to laugh now.
"That's right."
"Let's eat delicious food every day in the future."
"They'll die from hunger."
"You're not angry."
Wang Lin looked up at Zhao Aimin.
She realized that he was smiling happily.
Zhao Aimin said with a smile.
"My wife was helping me vent my anger.”
"Why should I be angry?"
"I'm so happy."
Wang Lin smiled.
She took the dumplings and left.
"Let's go. I'll cook some dumplings for you."
Xiao Dang, who was sitting on a small stool at the door, looked at the two of them carefully.
She smiled when she saw the two of them.
Little Dang asked in a childish voice.
"Uncle Zhao, did Grandma make you unhappy?”
The little girl looked worried.
Zhao Aimin took a deep breath.
"I'm fine."
"Little Dang is Little Dang."
"She is her."
"Uncle Zhao won't ignore Little Dang because of her.”
"Have you eaten?"
"Not yet."
"Mom just went back."
"Grandma started arguing."
Wang Lin, who was cooking dumplings, turned around and glanced at her.
"I'll eat here."
"Let's eat dumplings."
Wang Lin understood her man's attitude towards this little girl from the beginning.
His heart ached for this child.
This child had a tough life.
He didn't reincarnate properly.
She met such a grandmother.
Sigh.
He was also a child with a hard life.
Wang Lin suddenly felt that she and Zhao Aimin seemed to have a telepathic connection.
Sometimes, he only needed one action.
There was no need to say anything.
She would be able to understand what he meant.
The two of them were like a married couple who had walked hand in hand for many years.
This time, Wang Lin was even more certain.
Zhao Aimin was his lover.
He understood the situation.
The smile on his face became even brighter.
"Thank you, Auntie."
"When Little Dang grows up."
"Make dumplings for Auntie too."
Little Dang said in a childish voice.
"Alright, Auntie will be waiting for Little Dang's dumplings.”
Wang Lin laughed so hard that she could not close her mouth.
The interaction between the two of them was so cute.
Zhao Aimin couldn't help but pat her head.
"Little Zhen is great."
a son does not dislike his mother's ugliness.
a dog does not mind the poverty of his family.
But what if this person really couldn't be saved?
Zhao Aimin wanted to let her know how difficult it was for her family.
He had raised her until she was this big.
It wasn't easy.
In the future, he must know how to be filial to his parents.
But now, he felt that he might as well praise this child.
When he grew up.
He was also a self-reliant child.
As for whether she was filial or not, it didn't matter to him.
She did not expect him to support her in her old age.
If he waited until he was old.
He didn't even have anyone to support him in his old age.
He had lived his life in vain.
He should end it as soon as possible.
He scooped out the dumplings when they were cooked.
He placed it in the bowl.
Golden dumplings.
Every dumpling had a round belly.
He poured some vinegar.
Dip it in.
That smell.
Awesome.
Little Dang took a small bowl.
He sat on a small stool.
Wang Lin picked up a few dumplings for her and placed them in a small bowl.
Little Dang couldn't care less about the heat.
She picked it up and wanted to put it in her mouth.
Wang Lin quickly stopped him.
Bring it over yourself.
He blew on it.
It didn't feel hot anymore.
Only then did he give it to Little Dang to eat.
The two of them bragged and ate.
Unknowingly, Little Dang had eaten more than ten dumplings.
At the end of the meal.
His stomach was bulging like a small ball.
"Uncle Zhao, hang in there."
The little girl rubbed her stomach.
It was unbearable.
Only then did Wang Lin notice how much Little Dang had eaten.
It was her first time feeding a child.
He didn't know how to count.
"Aiyo, it's all Aunt's fault."
"Come, Auntie will give you a massage."
After saying that, she carried Little Dang into her arms.
He gently rubbed her stomach.
Zhao Aimin picked up a dumpling and put it into his mouth.
That taste was absolutely amazing.
"Lin 'er, you're really too awesome."
Zhao Aimin praised Wang Lin.
Seeing his wife carrying the child, it was hard for her to eat.
He picked one up.
It was a little vinegar.
He sent it to her mouth.
Wang Lin was not pretentious.
He opened his mouth and ate it.
He was already hungry.
How could he care so much?
Her husband fed her.
What was there to be afraid of?
The two of them continued eating.
In a short while, he finished the dumplings.
The two of them drank a bowl of dumpling soup.
He smacked his lips.
This meal.
Satisfied.
After dinner.
Zhao Aimin wanted to wash the dishes.
Wang Lin directly pushed him out.
"You're a grown man, why do you always go into the kitchen?”
"This kitchen is full of women's work.”
"If you insist on coming in to help…"
"I'm lazy.”
Wang Lin washed the dishes and put them away.
He didn't throw away the dumpling soup in the pot either.
When he cooked the dumplings, there was oil and water.
There was a layer of oil floating on the dumpling soup.
He would heat up a steamed bun tomorrow morning.
He drank the soup.
That was breakfast.
This was how life should be.
It would be fine as long as he lived this life.
He thought of the oil he poured into the dumplings.
Wang Lin's heart ached.
If he didn't make dumplings with that oil, how long would it last for his family?
He finished the entire meal.
What a waste.
He watched as Wang Lin busied herself in front of the stove.
Zhao Aimin's gaze was so gentle that water could ooze out.
He looked outside.
The sky was getting dark.
"Little Dang, go back quickly."
"In a while."
"It's time for your mother to look for you."
Wang Lin rubbed Little Dang's stomach comfortably.
He stood up and bowed to Zhao Aimin.
"Goodbye, Uncle Zhao."
He ran over and bowed to Wang Lin again.
"Thank you, Auntie."
Who knew that he would be confused when he woke up?
He couldn't even stand properly.
If not for Wang Lin's quick reflexes and help.
She fell.
"Be careful, Little Dang."
"Goodbye, Auntie."
Little Dang ran out after saying that.
Her little butt was shaking.
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