"So young?" Cheng Yinian was a little surprised, but sighed in his heart. His family conditions must have been quite poor when he was a child. At such a young age, he had to learn to make dumplings by himself.

It was really pitiful. She pursed her lips and couldn't think of a word to comfort him for a long time.

Si Qingmo continued: "When I was a child, my parents were always busy with work and rarely stayed with me at home. They would only come back during the Chinese New Year. It is popular to eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year over there. Their New Year's Eve I would make a lot of dumplings every ten nights, enough for the whole family. At that time, I wanted to spend more time with them, so I made dumplings with them. I learned how to make dumplings by watching them make them, but I also wanted them to praise me. , so I secretly learned a few more wrapping techniques from the video.”

Hearing what he said, Cheng Yinian felt even more sorry for him. He was really a sensible left-behind child.

Cheng Yinian suddenly said: "From now on, we won't make dumplings anymore."

Si Qingmo looked at her puzzled.

She pursed her lips and said, "Making dumplings will remind you of bad memories."

Si Qingmo coughed lightly and said, "Actually, those memories are quite happy. After all, making dumplings, I can be with my parents."

Cheng Yi Nian was startled for a moment, then said: "Then, how about making more dumplings in the future?"

Si Qingmo was amused by her words. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Yinian and asked, "You want to make me happy so much, why don't you try another method?"

Cheng Yinian: "Uh..."

While the two were talking, Si Qingmo's cell phone rang. It was a video call.

He wiped his hands and picked up.

As soon as the call was connected, Mo Lan's face appeared on the phone. She smiled and called out, "Ah Mo, son, mom misses my daughter-in-law. Point the phone at her."

Si Qingmo: "I'm not your biological child, right?"

Mo Lan: "Get your face away quickly, I want to see my daughter-in-law."

Si Qingmo pointed his phone at Cheng Yinian.

At this moment, Cheng Yinian was only wearing a set of comfortable home clothes, with her hair tied loosely at the top of her hair, looking particularly relaxed.

Mo Lan smiled and looked at her daughter-in-law who was at home like this. She felt very happy. She greeted Cheng Yinian with a smile, "Hi, Yiyi."

Cheng Yinian hurriedly put down the dumplings in his hand and called, "Mom."

Mo Lan took off happily when she heard the word "Mom". She looked at the dumplings that Cheng Yinian had just put down with a smile and asked, "Are you making dumplings? Are you eating dumplings today?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yinian nodded.

Mo Lan said pitifully: "I also like to eat dumplings. The dumplings made one by one look so delicious. I wonder when I can eat them?"

Cheng Yi Nian suddenly didn't know how to answer this.

Si Qingmo frowned, picked up the phone, and said to Cheng Yinian: "You wrap it up first, and I'll go over and talk to them for a while."

"Okay." Cheng Yinian nodded.

Si Qingmo took his cell phone and walked to his room.

Cheng Yinian also heard Mo Lan's voice on the phone, "Ahem, Ah Mo, where are you going with your phone? Don't leave. I don't want to see you. I want to see my daughter-in-law. I want to follow her." My daughter-in-law is talking..."

'boom'

Si Qingmo had already closed the door, completely isolating Mo Lan's voice.

Cheng Yinian curled her lips and smiled softly, feeling a little envious of Si Qingmo. She actually found it hard to imagine how a mother like Mo Lan would let her child become a left-behind child?

She looks really good.

She doesn't look like an irresponsible mother at all.

She thought again, maybe it was because of the pressure of life.

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