Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Meng Haisheng chopped the stuffing and went to chop shepherd's purse.

Most of the shepherd's purse were old now, and most of the ones Lin Mucheng picked were shepherd's purse hearts.

Looking at these fresh shepherd's purse hearts, Meng Haisheng felt mixed emotions.

The family had limited land, and in order to grow more cucumbers, Lin Mucheng didn't grow many other vegetables.

The family started eating all kinds of wild vegetables since the beginning of spring.

Shepherd's purse, Chinese toon sprouts, elm seeds, and those small wild onions and wild garlic are all dishes that often appear on their family's dinner table.

At this moment, Meng Haisheng wanted to slap himself again. Why was he blind and didn't see the good of Lin Mucheng in his previous life?

She was so diligent and hardworking, but what was he doing?

He disliked these wild vegetables for being unpalatable, disliked Lin Mucheng for being stingy, and disliked Lin Mucheng for not knowing how to live.

"Dad, Dad, eat dumplings."

Momo's anxious voice came, and Meng Haisheng woke up as if from a dream.

Lin Mucheng was holding a basin, looking at him like a fool.

He was so busy thinking that half of the shepherd's purse on the chopping board was chopped into small pieces, and the other half was still in large pieces.

Meng Haisheng smiled awkwardly.

"I'll be ready soon."

"Everything is ready."

As he said that, Lin Mucheng dragged Momo away from Meng Haisheng.

In the main room, Lin Mucheng put the board away, and she was about to make dumplings by herself.

But she didn't expect Meng Haisheng to come over to help after washing his hands.

Lin Mucheng opened his mouth.

"Can you make dumplings?"

"Yes."

Meng Haisheng kneaded the dough very skillfully, then kneaded the dough into long strips and tore it into small doughs with his hands.

Then he rolled the dough into dumpling skins, and a dumpling as round as a gold ingot appeared in his palm in a few seconds.

He did all these actions in one go, without any dragging in the middle, and it was obvious that he was used to it.

Lin Mucheng looked at the small doughs of similar size, frowning slightly.

She never knew that Meng Haisheng was so good at making dumplings.

Lin Mucheng said no more, she picked up the dumpling skin and started making dumplings.

Her dumplings were more beautiful than Meng Haisheng's, and there were more stuffing inside.

Although the two did not communicate verbally.

But after Meng Haisheng rolled the dumpling skin, he consciously helped Lin Mucheng put the wrapped dumplings on the bamboo curtain.

The two cooperated tacitly, and in a short while, 60 dumplings were made.

"Mucheng, go make the dumplings first. Momo is hungry. I'll make the rest of the dumplings."

"Okay."

When Lin Mucheng got up, she couldn't help but glance at Meng Haisheng.

She always felt that everything that happened today was too unreal.

In his previous life, Meng Haisheng was out there, and his life was better. Every year during the Chinese New Year, he would not go home, and he would always make dumplings for himself.

Later, when he missed home, he couldn't help but make dumplings for himself.

He missed home so many times that Meng Haisheng's skill in making dumplings became better and better.

"Haisheng, send two plates to my parents."

After the dumplings were cooked, Lin Mucheng served two plates and asked Meng Haisheng to send them to Meng Guangzhu's house.

The two families were not far away, only separated by an alley.

"Okay, you and Momo eat first, don't wait for me."

Meng Haisheng poured the two plates of dumplings into a large enamel basin with a lid and took them to Meng Guangzhu's house.

At this point, Meng Guangzhu had just come in from the field and was washing the mud off his Liberation Shoes in the yard.

"Dad, Mom, I made dumplings at home today and sent some to you."

When Meng Guangzhu and Qu Lan heard that Meng Haisheng's family was making dumplings, they both frowned.

When they came back just now, they met Liang Xiaocui in the village. Liang Xiaocui made up a story about Meng Haisheng, saying that he didn't know where he got the money to buy noodles and meat.

As for the sale of cucumbers in Haiqing Town, Liang Xiaocui didn't mention a word.

Originally, Meng Guangzhu and his wife didn't believe Liang Xiaocui's words.

After all, she likes to gossip and her words are very unreliable.

But now Meng Haisheng brought a bowl of dumplings, and it was hard for them not to think too much.

"Haisheng, where did you get the money to buy meat, and didn't your family run out of noodles?"

"I was thinking of sending you some wheat later. The adults can't starve and the children can't starve."

Qu Lan always felt that she owed Lin Mucheng all these years.

She was such a beautiful and capable girl, but she married Meng Haisheng, who didn't care about the family. She really suffered a lot over the years.

So even if Meng Haisheng was a bastard and a nobody, Qu Lan couldn't bear to see her mother and daughter starving with Meng Haisheng.

Sometimes when Lin Mucheng was really struggling, she would secretly send some food over.

But that was all.

In the past, when Lin Mucheng occasionally went to the market, he would send Momo to Qu Lan's place.

But later, when it happened more often, she felt embarrassed.In rural families, every family has a lot of work to do, and every daughter-in-law doesn't want her mother-in-law to help.

In order to be fair, Qu Lan simply doesn't help anyone take care of the children. Even in the old family where she lives, the eldest daughter-in-law takes care of the children, and she only helps occasionally.

"Mom, I made a little money selling cucumbers today, so there is food at home."

Meng Haisheng was about to explain, but Meng Guangzhu interrupted him directly.

"What are you talking about with him? He must have gone out to steal again. You are just kidding me."

Meng Guangzhu has been extremely disappointed with Meng Haisheng.

Just half a month ago, someone came to the door and said that Meng Haisheng sold other people's farm tools for scrap metal.

At that time, Meng Guangzhu wanted to bang his head against the wall.

He has been diligent all his life, but he gave birth to a demon like Meng Haisheng.

Now Meng Haisheng said that he took the initiative to pick cucumbers and sell them in Haiqing Town, and he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

How could Meng Haisheng, such a lazy man, push two baskets of more than 200 kilograms of cucumbers to sell more than 30 miles away?

If Lin Mucheng went, he would believe it.

Meng Guangzhu became angrier and angrier, picked up the big broom for sweeping the yard, and hit Meng Haisheng.

While hitting him, he kept cursing, wishing Meng Haisheng would die in front of him.

Meng Haisheng knew his father's temper, so he hugged the enamel basin and dodged quickly.

This basin of dumplings was made by him and Lin Mucheng together, so they couldn't be scattered on the ground.

"Okay, Guangzhu, let's talk it over."

Qu Lan, as a mother, was also very disappointed with her son, but she couldn't bear to see her son being beaten by Meng Guangzhu with a broom.

"Get out of my way. I'll beat this brat to death today. He doesn't do his job all day long, and he just steals and cheats."

"Don't you see how many people in the village are stabbing our Meng family in the back?"

Because of Meng Haisheng's incident, Meng Guangzhu and Qu Lan couldn't hold their heads up in the village.

They didn't know how much grievance they had suffered over the years.

"Dad, Mom, can you please listen to me?"

"I picked two baskets of cucumbers early this morning and sold them all at the market in Haiqing Town."

"It rained heavily yesterday, so there were fewer vegetable vendors on the street today. I sold cucumbers for 20 cents a pound, and they were all sold out in a short time."

"I bought some noodles and meat on my way back to improve my food. If you don't believe me, you can ask my great grandfather. I borrowed the cart from his family."

"By the way, I always took someone else's tractor to go back and forth, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back so quickly."

Meng Haisheng held the enamel basin and quickly explained the cause and effect of the matter, fearing that Meng Guangzhu would not be able to hold back and beat him with a broom.

Meng Haisheng brought up Uncle Meng, and now Meng Guangzhu and Qu Lan's frowning brows finally relaxed a little.

"Are you telling the truth, you bastard? You didn't lie to me. "

Meng Guangzhu still didn't quite believe it.

"Dad, I swear to God, from today on, I, Meng Haisheng, will turn over a new leaf and never do anything that will hurt the world again."

"In the future, Mu Cheng and I will take care of Momo and live a good life, and be filial to you, the second child."

Meng Guangzhu and Qu Lan looked at each other, and both of them had a question mark in their hearts.

Will Meng Haisheng come up with something else?

Meng Haisheng saw that the two still didn't trust him, and there was nothing he could do.

He had been a jerk for many years, and it would take time for others to recognize him.