"Mom, it's not true, our second son is not bad at all, what's wrong with him being with Qiu Ye? What wouldn't he like?" Mrs. Xu was unhappy, raising her voice.
Grandma Xu gave her a look, "Keep your voice down, it sounds like you are arguing."
Mrs. Xu stood there without temper, her mother-in-law was delicate like a well-bred lady, speaking softly and gently, something she could not imitate.
Speaking so slowly could drive her insane.
Having put down the money, Mrs. Xu didn't fancy staying longer, so she turned and went back.
In the evening, Mrs. Xu really made dumplings with fish and meat fillings, using white flour, with thin skins and plentiful filling, shimmering translucently as soon as they came out of the pot.
"Mom, what's the special occasion today, why did you make white flour dumplings?" Eldest Xu was all smiles, his hand holding the hoe feeling like it had endless strength.
