Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

When Chen Yuhong got home, she was so angry that she plopped down on a chair.

Zhu Guoan walked over, puzzled. "What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

"It's not Ai Yun yet!"

Chen Yuhong told Zhu Guoan what had just happened.

Chen Yuhong's chest heaved with anger. "She actually said those things about me for the sake of a mere nanny! I've been so good to her!"

Chen Yuhong became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and eventually she cried.

Zhu Guoan sighed, "Comrade Lu Yan isn't that kind of person. You have too much prejudice against her."

Chen Yuhong wiped away her tears. "She had a child before she was married. I didn't wrong her, did I? Was I telling the truth or was I being prejudiced?"

"How can we say someone lacks self-respect when we know nothing about them? If she's a victim, aren't we just accomplices?"

Chen Yuhong fell silent.

"I think Comrade Lu Yan is a good person. People know about what you said about her behind her back, but she still wholeheartedly gave me acupuncture. This shows that she is not a petty person."

Chen Yuhong was furious: "But she made me wash her bed sheets last time."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Guoan laughed, "You can't blame Comrade Lu Yan for this; it was your own initiative."

"Wasn't what I said just being polite? Caiyun also offered to wash her sheets, but she didn't let Caiyun do it and insisted that I do it."

Zhu Guoan: "Comrade Lu Yan isn't stupid. Comrade Gu Caiyun is sincere, but you're just pretending. So she'll let you wash it. Just don't be so polite."

"I can't argue with you." Chen Yuhong felt increasingly guilty as she spoke, and stopped talking!

Xu Guoan pulled her into his arms. "Alright, Comrade Lu Yan is the daughter-in-law Ai Yun chose. You know how protective she is of her own. Even though her second son's wife doesn't get along with her, Ai Yun can't stand anyone saying a bad word about her. In the end, this is their family matter and has nothing to do with us. There's no need to let this affect your years-long relationship."

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Tomorrow is the Little New Year, and there are many people in my family. We need to make more than two hundred dumplings.

Lu Yan, the main cook, was injured again, so they had to chop the dumpling filling a day in advance.

Jin Aiyun didn't go to the military base today; she stayed home chopping dumpling filling.

Lu Yan prepared enough ingredients to make several kinds of dumpling fillings.

Jin Aiyun took out the pork and beef and started chopping them in the kitchen.

Zhou Yanchen wheeled over and said, "Mom, let me do it. You rest for a while."

Jin Aiyun was about to refuse, but after thinking for a moment, she handed him the knife and smiled, saying, "I'm just tired. My son really cares about me."

Zhou Yanchen took the cleaver and began chopping the dumpling filling.

Jin Aiyun watched from the side and clicked her tongue, "Look how well my son chopped it."

Zhou Yanchen paused in his hand holding the kitchen knife, pursed his lips, and continued what he was doing.

His mother is just coaxing him like a little child.

After a while, Lu Yan came in from outside. "Auntie, it's too rushed to make them tomorrow. How about we make some this afternoon?"

In winter, the low temperature acts as a natural refrigerator, keeping food for three or four days without any problems.

Jin Aiyun nodded, "Let's wrap more than a hundred today, and wrap the rest tomorrow morning."

Lu Yan hummed in agreement.

Seeing that Zhou Yanchen had chopped almost all of it, Lu Yan took out the seasonings.

Zhou Yanchen frowned. "Don't hold anything in your hands."

Lu Yan walked over with the seasonings, smiled, and said, "My hand isn't that bad. Adding some seasonings is no problem. The most important thing about dumpling filling is seasoning it."

Jin Aiyun nodded in agreement, "Xiao Lu, I'll get it. You tell me how much material to put in, and I'll put it in."

Lu Yan: "Auntie, I'm really fine. I slept through the night and it doesn't hurt anymore. It's all scabbed over, look."

As she spoke, Lu Yan showed them her other hand.

"I'm young and healthy, so I'll recover quickly."

Jin Aiyun and Zhou Yanchen noticed it early on. Jin Aiyun said, "It's precisely because it's scabbed over that you should take better care of it. Try not to bend your fingers. As long as they don't crack, they'll heal faster."

Without saying a word, Jin Aiyun took the seasoning from Lu Yan's hand.

Lu Yan lowered her head and smiled silently. It turned out that being excessively cared for didn't seem pretentious at all; on the contrary, it made people feel the beauty of being favored.

Next, Lu Yan told Jin Aiyun how much to put in, and Jin Aiyun put in that amount.

After placing it in the container, Jin Aiyun picked up chopsticks, stirred it, and then brought it close to her nose to smell it. "It smells so good."

It definitely tastes better than the filling she made before.

Lu Yan brought over the cilantro, and Jin Aiyun said, "Xiao Lu, let's chop the cilantro when we eat dumplings tomorrow."

Lu Yan: "Auntie, it's chopped cilantro dumpling filling."

Upon hearing this, Jin Aiyun was surprised. "Cilantro can be used as dumpling filling?"

"Sure, I think it tastes even better than cabbage and scallions. But I don't know your taste, so we can make a small batch to try. If you like it, we can make more next time."

Jin Aiyun: "Is it chopped together with meat?"

Lu Yan nodded, "Chop it up first, so it'll be easier to mince later."

"OK."

After chopping the cilantro dumpling filling, Jin Aiyun leaned over and smelled it again. Her eyes lit up. "It really does taste different from the cabbage filling."

While Zhou Yanchen was chopping other dumpling fillings, Jin Aiyun started kneading dough and rolling out dumpling wrappers.

Zhou Nuannuan came over and helped with the wrapping.

Seeing this, Lu Yaguang washed his hands and wanted to come over and wrap them too, "Grandma, I'll wrap some too."

Jin Aiyun pinched his little face, absolutely delighted. "Will Ya Guang be able to wrap it?"

Lu Yaguang nodded his little head, "Grandma, I can. I helped Mom wrap them last year."

Jin Aiyun didn't restrict him either, "Wow, Ya Guang is so great! He's so young and he can already help his mom make dumplings."

Lu Yaguang was praised and became very motivated. He immediately picked up a dumpling wrapper, wrapped a round dumpling, held it in his palm, and showed it to everyone one by one like a treasure.

Everyone burst into laughter at the little guy's antics.

After laughing, I was also surprised.

Jin Aiyun: "Yaguang's packaging is surprisingly good."

Zhou Nuannuan glanced at the somewhat shriveled dumplings she had made and suddenly felt that she was not even as good as a five-year-old child.

Jin Aiyun glared at Zhou Yanxing, "Look at the dumplings Ya Guang made. I always ask you to make dumplings, and you say men are clumsy and not as skillful as women. What do you have to say now?"

Zhou Yanxing awkwardly raised his hand to touch his nose, but when his hand touched the ointment on his nose, he gasped in pain.

Jin Aiyun burst out laughing.

Jin Aiyun, Zhou Nuannuan, and Lu Yaguang made more than 150 dumplings together in one afternoon, so they won't have to rush tomorrow.