When Zhang Changliang saw the way Mr. Zhang sighed, he felt that he seemed a little older. Suddenly he couldn't bear it and said to Mr. Zhang: "Grandpa, this is between him and me. Don't worry. I promise you that as long as he is at peace, I will not attack him again.
But if he still dares to take advantage of the things my mother and I left behind, then I won’t show mercy to him anymore. "
"Okay, I understand. You can go back to Mu's house."
"I'll accompany you."
"No, I'm celebrating the New Year at your godmother's house, so don't worry."
After Zhang Changliang heard what the old man said, he didn't force it anymore, because he knew that what the old man needed at the moment was to be alone rather than to be accompanied.
So he said Happy New Year to the old man, opened the door and got out of the car, and strode towards Mu's house.
When he entered Mu's house, he saw Shi Qinghuan and the others staring at him, as if he was some rare species, and the hairs on his back stood up at the sight of him.
So he calmly took two steps back, and then asked Shi Qinghuan and the others, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Are you okay? Mr. Zhang didn't do anything to you, right?"
"No, how could my grandfather hit me? He just came to see me, so you don't need to make such a fuss."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. Don't you believe it? My clothes look like I've been beaten?"
After Shi Qinghuan and the others heard Zhang Changliang's words, they looked at Zhang Changliang's clothes and saw that Zhang Changliang's clothes were neat and tidy. He did not look like he had been beaten. They were immediately relieved.
So they no longer paid attention to Zhang Changliang, but returned to their previous appearance, continuing to drink tea, chat and eat melon seeds.
"No, can't you care about me a little longer?" Zhang Changliang couldn't help but said after seeing Shi Qinghuan's actions.
"No, if you have nothing to do, come over here and eat some melon seeds, so you can keep your mouth shut."
Zhang Changliang shut up completely after hearing Luo Meng's words. Then he sat back to where he was before, reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and started to crack them.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Doluo dreamed that it was almost time, so she stood up and said, "Stop napping there, get ready to make dumplings."
Shi Qinghuan and the others immediately woke up after hearing Luo Meng's words. Then they either yawned or rubbed their eyes and stood up from the sofa, then followed Luo Meng towards the kitchen.
After they entered the kitchen, they lined up to wash their hands, and then returned to the dining room table in the living room to make dumplings with the dumpling fillings and the dough that had been mixed in advance.
More than half an hour later, Luo Meng saw that the dumplings were almost done, so she said to the waiter Qinghuan: "Huanhuan, you and I go to the kitchen to cook the dumplings, and let them continue to make the remaining dumplings."
"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he picked up a curtain of dumplings and walked towards the kitchen with Luo Meng.
After she entered the kitchen, she placed the dumplings next to the stove, and then she walked behind the stove to light the fire.
As for why she had to light a fire, it was because the gas pot was too small to cook so many dumplings, so they had to burn a big stove to cook the dumplings.
A few minutes later, Shi Qinghuan lit the fire, and then she said to Luo Meng, "Mother Luo, I have already lit the fire. You can add water to the pot."
"Okay, you can keep the fire on high until the dumplings come out of the pan."
"I know." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he started to burn the fire carefully.
