Lu Shaohan Chen Yucheng

Although he listened to Qiu Cuifen's words, he nodded.

But tonight, Chen Yucheng was still holding his breath and did not speak to Lu Shaohan.

Even when she wanted to ask Lu Shaohan to wash up after washing, she reluctantly patted him with her hand, and then pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Fortunately, Qiu Cuifen didn't see this scene, otherwise Chen Yucheng would have been criticized again.

Lu Shaohan just nodded lightly and didn't react much.

In short, the aura and state of both people are wrong.

Chen Yucheng went back to the room very early after washing, but Lu Shaohan didn't see her at all after washing.

Lu Shaohan had bought the ticket long ago, and it was a double bunk bed.

There were too many things, and Qiu Cuifen and Chen Fuyao wanted to give them away, so they also asked for leave in the morning.

They had to get up early to catch the train. Qiu Cuifen and Chen Fuyao got up early to make dumplings, which were stuffed with leek and meat that Chen Yucheng loved to eat.

They both got up early. It was still early, so Chen Yucheng and Lu Shaohan were not asked to get up.

Lu Shaohan also thought that he would get up early to catch the train today, so he did not get up early for a morning run, but stayed in bed for a while.

When he got up, Chen Fuyao and Qiu Cuifen were making dumplings.

Lu Shaohan was a little surprised. It was just dawn at this time. Both of them had rolled out the dumpling wrappers and chopped the meat filling. He hurriedly washed up and came to help.

He was going back to the military area today, so Lu Shaohan specially changed into a military uniform. It was inconvenient to wear a military uniform, so Lu Shaohan took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves to make dumplings.

Qiu Cuifen didn't stop her. After all, it was her last day with her child.

The three of them moved and spoke very softly, fearing to wake up Chen Yucheng.

"Uncle and aunt, how early did you get up and get ready?" Lu Shaohan's tone was filled with disbelief.

Qiu Cuifen smiled and said, "It's exactly three o'clock, not early and not late. I'll prepare the dumpling wrappers, and your uncle will prepare the meat filling. The two of us will work together."

"Three o'clock? Am I too asleep? I didn't even hear the sound of my uncle chopping meat."

As an officer who has served for many years, Lu Shaohan rarely doubts his hearing.

Qiu Cuifen laughed heartily, "No, it was your uncle who went downstairs to chop the meat. It's normal that you can't hear it."

Chen Fuyao interjected, "Yeah, it's three o'clock in the morning, it's pitch black, there are no street lights, and no one is walking around. I'm alone downstairs, and I'm still mincing meat. If I hadn't been brave, I would have Ran away."

These words made both Qiu Cuifen and Lu Shaohan laugh. The three of them were making dumplings and chatting from time to time. The atmosphere was very warm.

When the dumplings were almost finished, Qiu Cuifen took the dumplings to cook in the pot, Chen Fuyao wrapped the tail, and Lu Shaohan was assigned to wake Chen Yucheng up.

Probably Chen Yucheng was used to staying in bed, sleeping late, and not being called out for the past few days. When Lu Shaohan called out so emotionlessly, Chen Yucheng's hazy consciousness returned instantly.

Oh, I have to get up early to take the train back to the military area.

She stopped procrastinating, immediately folded the quilt, changed clothes, and went to wash up, just in time to eat dumplings.

Chen Yucheng was also surprised when he saw the dumplings and asked the same question as Lu Shaohan.

"That's it. Thank you for your hard work, Mom and Dad. They even prepared my favorite dipping saucer."

Chen Yucheng's favorite dipping procedure is also a bit complicated. He has to chop mint, garlic, green pepper and other seasonings. These simple steps seem particularly difficult at three o'clock in the morning.

In the cold wind, Chen Fuyao, wrapped in a military coat and with sleepy eyes, waved a kitchen knife to chop meat and seasonings.

Qiu Cuifen put the chopsticks into Chen Yucheng's hand and pushed Chen Yucheng to sit down, "If you think your parents are working hard, eat more!"

Chen Fuyao yawned before echoing, "Yes, yes, yes, get on the bus and get the dumplings off the noodles, and eat more."

Chen Yucheng's eyes were hot, he held back his tears, and nodded with a choked throat.

Although Qiu Cuifen is not good at cooking, she is top-notch in making dumplings. The dough is smooth and chewy, and the meat fillings and seasonings for dipping are also handled by hand.

This dumpling has always been the Bai Yueguang that Chen Yucheng remembers, but any delicious dish will seem particularly bland and tasteless when eaten apart.