Reborn as a Landlord-Chapter 1612 - 821: Abnormality (Part 2)

Who eats which kind of filling and how many dumplings to divide, Lady Zhou has it all figured out. When she makes dumplings, she personally counts how many are in each basket.

As a son, Lian Shouxin always gets a few with more meat. Compared to the usual food lacking in oil and salt, these dumplings became the supreme delicacy in Lian Shouxin’s memory.

Therefore, when Old Master Lian says Lian Shouxin loves Lady Zhou’s cabbage dumplings, there is indeed a basis for it.

Compared to Lian Shouxin, the children’s treatment was obviously worse, and the worst was Lady Zhang. Before marrying into the Lian Family, Lady Zhang had tasted good things. Meanwhile, Wu Lang, Lian Manman, and Xiao Qi, since the first time they sold bitter gourds and tasted meat buns in town, those delicious memories overshadowed everything they ate at the old house.

After the family was divided, the variety of delicacies they tasted became endless. The old house sent dumplings, but they didn’t want to eat them. Clearly, the reason wasn’t that they found the dumplings unappetizing.

Lian Shouxin was different from this group of kids. Lady Zhang understood this, and the kids knew it too.

Lian Shouxin popped a dumpling into his mouth, chewed it, and instinctively glanced at Lady Zhang and the three children. This glance made the previously fragrant dumpling taste like wax.

Lian Shouxin almost swallowed the dumpling whole, and his chopsticks never returned to the dumpling bowl. Some feelings cannot be mended in a short time or with a small gesture, and some hurts aren’t easily forgotten.

When the meal was finished, the two dishes Lady Zhang prepared were polished off, and Lian Shouxin partially praised Lady Zhang for making food even more delicious.

After clearing the table, the family sat around drinking hawthorn tea to ease digestion.

"...Old Master, what made you think to send dumplings this time?" Contrary to what anyone else would say, Lian Shouxin brought it up first.

Clearly, he was quite surprised and wondered about the reason.

"Could it be because guests visited, so they sent it?" Lian Manman chimed in. They hadn’t done this before; the first time Shang Huaide and Younger Lady Zhou’s family were invited for a meal, dumplings were sent over. Was it to show relatives? Reflecting on today’s happenings at the old house, it seemed likely to Lian Manman.

"Old Master is getting old, it was especially obvious today. When people age, their moods change," Lian Shouxin mused deeply before speaking.

"Even if Grandpa organizes it, Grandma would likely object, right?" Lian Manman remarked bluntly.

Lian Shouxin seemed stumped and didn’t speak.

"With guests present today, they must have left room to maneuver," Wu Lang added, seemingly agreeing with Lian Manman’s view.

"What’s the point in pondering it? It’s just how it is," Lady Zhang said.

Since Lady Zhang said so, no one else delved deeper into the subject.

"Dad, were the dumplings tasty?" Lian Manman mischievously asked Lian Shouxin.

"Ah..." Lian Shouxin, "They’re okay, not as delicious as imagined...or rather, I didn’t find much taste in them."

"Don’t worry about the lack of taste; there’s still a bowl left, all for you," Lady Zhang remarked.

"No point in eating it; we’re heading to Prefecture City tomorrow," Lian Shouxin replied.

"Then take it to Prefecture City to eat," Lady Zhang said.

Lian Shouxin dry-coughed and looked toward the children for help.

"Mom, I don’t want dumplings; I want the beef meatballs you made the other day," Xiao Qi, overwhelmed by Lian Shouxin’s gaze, snuggled up to Lady Zhang, acting coyly.

"Mom will chop the filling later, and make beef meatballs for you tomorrow morning," Lady Zhang’s previously tense face immediately softened, as she held Xiao Qi in an embrace and laughed.

Seeing the topic shift by his youngest son, making Lady Zhang happy, Lian Shouxin sighed in relief.

Amid the conversation, Lady Zhao and Lian Yeye arrived. In winter, people tend to eat dinner early; many like to visit close families to chat before dark.

"Did the old house send you food?" After getting Lady Zhao and Lian Yeye settled on the kang, Lian Manman quietly asked Lian Yeye.

"They did, sent a bowl of dumplings," Lian Yeye immediately answered.

"Who brought them to you?" Lian Manman asked again.

"Liulang brought them over," Lian Yeye replied, "Did you receive any?"

"Yes, Sister-in-law brought them over," Lian Manman confirmed. "Did you eat any? How’s the taste?"

"Tried two; they’re okay, nothing special. There’s only a small bowl, about ten in total. It was so cold that they were cold when sent over. My mom and I each tried one, and my dad ate the rest," Lian Yeye said. "Sister Manman, we thought the sun had set in the east; never expected they’d send dumplings!" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Lian Yeye’s tone was somewhat exaggerated, causing everyone to laugh.

"We were like you, stunned for a moment," Lian Manman laughed.

"By the way, the dumplings were because guests came to the old house today; you found out, right?" Lady Zhao asked Lady Zhang.

"Yes, the kids’ father went over in the afternoon and saw," Lady Zhang responded. "This Third Aunt’s home, since I married in, there’s been no contact, nor have I heard about them. You entered the household before me, did you know them or meet them?"

"I actually met them once, during New Year they came for a visit," Lady Zhao replied, her expression and tone indicating it wasn’t a pleasant memory.

"Ah, then why did they move away?" Lady Zhang casually inquired.

"I don’t know," Lady Zhao shook her head.

"Aunt Zhao, you’ve met her; is her temper like Grandma’s?" Lian Manman queried.

"Yes, they say she’s fiercer than your Grandma," Lady Zhao nodded quickly.

"Sister Manman, let me tell you something," Lian Yeye suddenly interjected.

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