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After receiving Cheng Qingshan's words, Sister Li stopped asking questions, tied on her apron, and went into the kitchen.

Lin Zhilan followed her in to wash her hands and glanced at the vegetables on the cutting board.

The meal included chicken, duck, fish, and meat, clearly at Cheng Qingshan's request.

"Sister Li, let's freeze these outside for now, and you can cook them for him later."

Sister Li responded and put the ingredients away one by one, then went to the cupboard to find flour.

Lin Zhilan took the flour bag and weighed it in her hand.

She found a bowl and poured all the flour into it.

"Oh dear," Sister Li hurriedly said, "Do we really need so many dumpling wrappers?"

"It's alright. I'm here today, so I'll pack a lot more and freeze them. If Uncle Chen gets hungry tonight, or if he gets up early in the morning, he can just boil them in a pot himself."

Sister Li opened her mouth, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Cheng Qingshan is from the south and doesn't usually like to eat dumplings; he prefers rice.

Sister Li was worried that if she wrapped so many, the leader wouldn't like to eat them, and it would be a waste.

However, she was selected to work as a nanny in Cheng Qingshan's home after going through layers of screening and training.

Sister Li knows what to say and what not to say.

Since the leader said to listen to Comrade Lin, she would do as he said.

Lin Zhilan rolled up her sleeves, revealing half of her fair forearm, and began kneading the dough.

Make a well in the center of the flour, slowly pour in warm water, stir with chopsticks until it forms clumps, then knead by hand.

Lin Zhilan was very efficient; in no time, the dough became smooth and delicate.

Lin Zhilan wet a cloth and covered the basin with it.

Next, we started preparing the filling.

The greens were already prepared by Sister Li, washed and chopped.

Lin Zhilan called out from outside, "Su Lang, come help me chop the filling."

"I can handle this, no need to call them," Sister Li said hurriedly, reaching for the knife.

Lin Zhilan smiled and said, "It's alright, my husband's filling is delicious."

Sister Li: "..."

Sister Li didn't understand.

Upon hearing the sounds coming from the kitchen, Tu Jing immediately got up from the sofa.

Su Lang, who was playing with the children on the other side, was even faster than him.

With her long legs, she reached the kitchen door in just a few steps.

Tu Jing chuckled.

I might as well go and play with the kids and the dog.

Cheng Qingshan sat on the sofa, the steam from the tea making his vision a little blurry.

There was the sound of chopping meat coming from the kitchen, and Tu Jing was playing with a child nearby.

He never imagined that he would live such a life with both a son and a daughter.

Sister Li looked at Su Lang with curiosity.

This man is really good at chopping fillings.

Aside from being a bit good-looking and quick, there's really nothing special about her...

"Sister Li?"

"Huh?" Sister Li snapped out of her daze. "What's wrong? What do you need me to do?"

"Where are the eggs? Do you have any Sichuan peppercorns at home?"

"Oh, yes, I'll go get it for you."

Sister Li quickly brought the items over.

"Could you please beat an egg for me, and then soak these peppercorns in a bowl of boiling water? I'll need them later."

"it is good."

The vegetarian filling is made with carrots and eggs.

Lin Zhilan scrambled the eggs in oil, mixed them with diced carrots, and seasoned them with salt and sesame oil. The vegetarian filling was ready.

Making the minced meat is a bit more troublesome.

Lin Zhilan first added the soaked peppercorn water little by little to the minced meat, stirring in one direction until the minced meat became sticky.

Then add chopped cabbage, salt, soy sauce, sesame oil, and minced ginger for seasoning.

Each time you add something, stir it again.

By the time the filling was ready, the dough had also rested.

The dough is large, and there's a lot of filling, so it takes quite a while to wrap them all.

There were no chairs in the kitchen, so Lin Zhilan carried the prepared fillings out. "Su Lang, help Sister Li take everything out. We'll wrap them in the living room; it'll be more spacious there."

In the living room, Cheng Qingshan was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Tu Jing is playing with the children.

Lin Zhilan placed the bowl of filling on the coffee table and assigned tasks with a matter-of-fact air, "Uncle Cheng, help make dumplings."

Cheng Qingshan held the newspaper up even higher, obscuring his face. "I'm from the South, how would I know how to make dumplings?"

"If you don't know how, learn; do it yourself, and you'll have plenty to eat and wear."

Cheng Qingshan felt both helpless and amused, so he put down the newspaper and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

Tu Jing laughed and said, "Looks like I have to get started too, otherwise I'd really feel bad eating here."

"Can you?" Su Lang looked at Tu Jing and raised an eyebrow.

Tu Jing was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Didn't Zhilan say that if you don't know how, you should learn?"

Lin Zhilan's eyes flickered.

Tu Jing also changed his tune.

In the past, they always called him Dr. Lin or Comrade Lin, but today they called him Zhilan.

"Brother Jing, come too. More hands will make it faster."

Upon hearing the word "brother," Tu Jing's smile widened. "I'm going to wash my hands."

Su Lang understood why they had changed their way of addressing each other.

But I still felt a little unhappy.

Chen Dongfeng, his brother-in-law, is one thing, but Chen Jin is his former boss, and he has also recognized Zhilan as his goddaughter.

This is a legitimate brother-in-law.

Tu Jing remained silent. So this was how he became his brother-in-law?

"Xiao Lang," Tu Jing suddenly stopped, smiling at Su Lang, "why don't you teach me? You should know how to make dumplings, right?"

Xiao Lang...

Su Lang gritted his teeth, forcing a smile, "Yes, Zhilan taught me before."

"That's good. If you can learn it, then the commander and I can definitely learn it too."

Tu Jing retorted and slowly walked towards the kitchen.

Su Lang was fortunate to have a good wife, young children, and both parents still alive, which made him envious.

He stepped down to the position of elder brother, thinking that it wouldn't be a big deal to say a few sarcastic remarks to Su Lang.

The dumplings in Su Lang's hands were almost bursting from being squeezed.

"Zhilan, what did he mean by what he just said?"

Lin Zhilan blinked. "What do you mean? I don't understand."

Sister Li watched the whole thing and couldn't help but laugh.

Cheng Qingshan and Tu Jing are usually very serious, and Sister Li doesn't dare to talk to them.

In front of Comrade Lin and Comrade Su, Cheng Qingshan was like an ordinary old man, and even Comrade Tu was much more lively and looked like a young man.

Lin Zhilan smiled too.

Even though Tu Jing treated her differently, Lin Zhilan could more or less sense it.

So until yesterday, Lin Zhilan had maintained a purely businesslike distance from Tu Jing.

Today, Tu Jing was clearly much more at ease.

The way he looked at her wasn't as complicated as before.

Lin Zhilan believes that he has truly let go.

Lin Zhilan felt that Tu Jing was a reliable friend.

However, that's all there is to it.

Su Lang was helpless, feeling both angry and loving towards his wife's attitude, and tapped her nose.

He had flour in his hand, and Lin Zhilan's nose suddenly became covered in white.

"You're so annoying."

Lin Zhilan was making dumplings and couldn't free her hands, otherwise she would have pinched him hard.

Sister Li was rolling out dumpling wrappers, her hands were busy.

Lin Zhilan had no choice but to beckon her daughter over, "Baby, wipe Mommy's face."

"Coming!" The little girl ran over, and the puppy followed closely behind her, circling around her legs.

Lin Zhilan bent over, closed her eyes, and wiped the flour off her face.

Linlin tilted her head and looked at her mother.

"Mommy's pretty, I want this dot too." She touched her chin, "Hmm...like a puppy's nose."