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Chapter 3 Mom, I want to eat the dumplings you made
Empress Dowager Hu smiled happily when her son praised her youth and beauty so sincerely.

Empress Dowager Hu held a kitchen knife in her hand, and proudly looked at her son and said, "I, your mother, liked your father because he was honest, quiet, and most importantly, caring."

At this point, Empress Dowager Hu frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "But Old Pei is so stingy now. Your mother's birthday is next month, and he was reluctant to buy me the wool coat I liked at the New Asia Mall last time."

Central New Asia Shopping Mall is the largest shopping mall in Huaicheng. Pei Chuan vaguely remembers that the reason why his mother took a fancy to that wool coat was not because she liked it, but because it was on sale.

The birthday gift my mom really wanted was a new cell phone.

On the day the college entrance examination ended, my mother took him home on an electric bike, and his cell phone fell to the ground. There was nothing wrong with it, except that it sometimes worked when I made a call, and it couldn't be fixed after several repairs.

But considering that he is about to go to college and the family conditions are not very good, my mother has never been willing to replace his mobile phone that costs two or three thousand yuan. Even for his birthday, she just wanted to buy him a wool coat that she had been eyeing for a long time in the mall, which was only two or three hundred yuan after discount.

That's why he went to work for his uncle and planned to buy a mobile phone for his mother, but later... Well, let's not talk about it. He was really blind at the time, in every sense of the word.

Empress Dowager Hu saw that her sleeve was a little bit loose, so she put down the kitchen knife, raised her arms, and was about to fix it herself.

Pei Chuan quickly stepped forward and helped Empress Dowager Hu put her sleeves back on, saying with a playful smile:
"Mom, I ate so many dumplings outside, but in the end I found that none of them tasted as good as the ones my mom made."

Pei Chuan thought back to before his rebirth, when he had just graduated and started a business but failed, his girlfriend broke up with him, and his partner ran away with the money. Pei Chuan, who was a little overwhelmed, casually told his mother that he wanted to eat dumplings.

My mother took a 20-hour hard seat train overnight to come to his city to make dumplings for him.

In order not to worry his mother, Pei Chuan ate the dumplings while swallowing his tears.

Thinking of this, his nose felt sore and he looked at Empress Dowager Hu with sore eyes.

"Mom, I want to eat the dumplings you made."

Empress Dowager Hu smiled and said, "Of course not. We'll have dumplings for lunch."

With Pei Chuan's help, the dumplings were wrapped and put into the pot in a short while.

It was still the familiar taste. Pei Chuan finished more than 30 dumplings in one breath.

I have traveled thousands of miles and tasted all kinds of food, but the dumplings made by my mother are the only ones that are unique.

After eating and drinking, Pei Chuan washed the dishes skillfully.

When Empress Dowager Hu came back from the bathroom, she looked at her son in surprise as he washed the dishes.

"Why did you think of washing the dishes? Just let me do it."

"I just washed it." Pei Chuan suddenly felt a little tired and said casually, "Mom, you eat first. I'll take a nap."

Empress Dowager Hu seemed to notice the fatigue on her son's body, and said with a rare gentle smile.

"Xiaochuan, you must be exhausted after these three years of high school. Go and rest."

Pei Chuan returned to his room. The window was open and a breeze blew in. He lay on the bed looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling, with many thoughts emerging in his mind.

"Could this be a dream?"

"I met my mother when she was young and Yang Zhou was pretty good. The only regret is that I didn't get to meet Old Pei."

These are the only people Pei Chuan would miss.

When he was half asleep, a girl who was both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly appeared in Pei Chuan's mind. His mind was immediately filled with a myriad of thoughts. At this time, his proud childhood sweetheart should not have been heartbroken and gone abroad.

In a daze, a cool breeze accompanied Pei Chuan to sleep.

"Brother Chuan, wake up, wake up."

Not knowing how long he had slept, Pei Chuan was woken up by the call. He squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Zhou, who had dark skin but no beard. His thoughts began to return. Yang Zhou looked at Pei Chuan impatiently: "Why are you staring at me? I'm starving. Let's go to Lao Song BBQ. Our classmate Song Wenchang just opened a restaurant. I heard that the taste is not bad. I've been wanting to try it for a long time."

"Is it far?" Pei Chuan tapped his dizzy brain. He had no impression of Lao Song's BBQ at all.

Yang Zhou was speechless.

"You really have lost your memory! It's near No. 1 Middle School. We passed by his house two days ago."

After so many years, how could Pei Chuanshang remember that he and Yang Zhou walked out of the house and sat on the back seat of the bicycle naturally.

"I was just teasing you. How could I really forget? You ride me. I don't like to move."

Yang Zhou got on his bicycle and grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Damn Pei Chuan, he only knows how to make fun of me."

Yang Zhou and Pei Chuan's homes were very close to No. 2 Middle School, so Yang Zhou rode for a while before arriving at Lao Song BBQ.

It's just past 6 o'clock and it's just getting dark. There are not many customers in the barbecue restaurant.

Song Wenchang, who was serving dishes, was delighted when he saw his old classmate. "Yang Zhou, Pei Chuan, why are you two here?"

"Let's have barbecue." Yang Zhou went to lock up his uncle's house, and Pei Chuan found an empty seat and sat down.

Song Wenchang thought of the birthday cake photo that Xiao Qingzhu posted on QQ space, and looked at Pei Chuan in confusion, "Pei Chuan, isn't today Xiao Qingzhu's birthday? Why aren't you with her?"

Hearing about that scumbag girl, Pei Chuan's eyes went dark. "Don't talk nonsense. Xiao Qingzhu and I have nothing to do with each other."

Song Wenchang was envious, but said disdainfully: "It doesn't matter? Even dogs know that you and Xiao Qingzhu are in love."

Pei Chuan was speechless for a while. He wanted to slap himself three times for being blind back then, for actually being able to date Xiao Qingzhu.

"Xiao Qingzhu and I have broken up. I just want to make money as soon as possible to honor my parents and relieve their stress."

Hearing Pei Chuan say that he wanted to make money to support his parents, Yang Zhou and Song Wenchang, who had just locked their bicycles, curled their lips at the same time, thinking that he was upset because of a breakup.

Which man has not experienced this situation? After being rejected by a girl or dumped by a girl, he briefly claimed that he would study hard to impress the girl who looked down on him.

Pei Chuan thought of his childhood sweetheart before he fell asleep, looked at Yang Zhou and asked casually: "Is Xiyu at home now?"

"Should be at home."

"Okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time since the college entrance examination. Let's invite her to have barbecue together."

Yang Zhou secretly slandered in his heart, of course we didn’t see each other very often, you either worked or accompanied your girlfriend, and missed several parties, so of course we couldn’t meet.

Song Wenchang looked at Pei Chuan with disdain, "You can brag all you want, but if you can invite out the white moonlight of all the male compatriots in Huaicheng High School, I'll go eat shit now."

Huaicheng No. 1 Middle School, Huaicheng No. 2 Middle School, Huaicheng No. 3 Middle School, etc., every school has class beauties and school beauties.

However, it is generally recognized that there is only one goddess and white moonlight for all male compatriots, and that is... Jiang Xiyu.

"Go, go, go and mix some cold dishes. You're always looking for excuses to eat and drink for free." As he spoke, Pei Chuan took out a second-hand Yinlak battle-damaged version of his phone from his family's pocket and prepared to call Jiang Xiyu.

"I won't go. I want to see you embarrass yourself again." Song Wenchang sneered. He knew that others didn't dare to make this call, but Pei Chuan might really dare to make it. Pei Chuan and Jiang Xiyu didn't have much contact now, but they used to be childhood sweethearts.

But so what even if they are childhood sweethearts?
The person who was invited was Jiang Xiyu, the white moonlight of countless male compatriots. How could she be invited casually?

Pei Chuan put his phone on the table and slapped it, saying speechlessly: "Hurry up and mix the cold dishes, don't force me to post the girl you have a crush on in the class group and say that you like her!"

"It's so funny! Why am I afraid of this?" Song Wenchang was so young that he couldn't bear this threat.

(End of this chapter)