At this time, the meat stuffing has been mixed. Roe deer meat accounts for 95% of the stuffing with roe deer and green onions. Everything in this meat stuffing is filled with meat and eggs, and everything in it is fragrant.

Wang Meilan divided the dumpling fillings among everyone, and the seven family members took basins, basins, and lunch boxes and went back to their respective homes.

The five members of the Li family were the first to arrive home. Jin Xiaomei went into the house, took off her cotton-padded jacket, and walked to the outhouse. She opened the door of the dish rack and made noodles. She was preparing to knead and ferment the noodles so that she could steam the buns and eat them in the morning.

"Mom." Li Ruhai walked out of the west room, walked behind Jin Xiaomei, and went straight to the point, saying, "I have to admit a mistake to you."

"Ah?" Jin Xiaomei was stunned and said, "Aren't you fine today?"

After returning from the small redwood forest farm, Li Ruhai performed really well. Throughout the whole day today, he went out for a walk in the morning for more than half an hour, and spent the rest of the time helping with work at home.

"Mom, I..." Li Ruhai said, pointing towards the east room.

Jin Xiaomei understood instantly and said: "Just tell me, old son, it's okay."

When Jin Xiaomei said this, Li Ruhai felt relieved and he confessed truthfully.

The walls of the old house were not soundproof, and the door to the east room was not closed. Li Dayong could hear clearly what Li Ruhai said in the house.

Just halfway through hearing this, Li Dayong jumped out of the back room, scaring Li Ruhai into hiding behind Jin Xiaomei.

"Little kid, what the hell did I tell you?" Li Dayong pointed at Li Ruhai and shouted: "Before sixteen, you were not allowed to smoke or drink."

"I won't smoke anymore, dad." Li Ruhai said this, but Jin Xiaomei raised her hand to stop Li Dayong and said: "Okay, you are twelve or three years old, you just steal our dad's cigarettes."

"I...we all smoked at that time." Li Dayong shouted: "Can they be the same as us now? They should all go to school!"

"Oh, then our old son won't go to school. Besides, the child has said that he won't smoke anymore." Jin Xiaomei said this, and Li Ruhai answered: "Well, let me think about it and practice in the future.

I will be a cadre..."

"Fuck you!" Li Dayong cursed, but seeing that Jin Xiaomei's face was not good, Li Dayong hurriedly aimed his fire at Li Ruhai and said: "What the hell is that thing doing? What are you doing practicing it for?"

"Why don't you have so many arts?" Li Ruhai spoke softly, but Li Dayong frowned. He felt that these words sounded familiar.

Suddenly, Li Dayong realized that when he was at Zhao's house, this was what he said when he wanted to practice driving.

…

"Hey, Lan." In the east room of the Zhao family, Zhao Youcai, who was sitting on a small bench washing his little girl's feet, raised his head and asked Wang Meilan, who was wearing a quilt, "Do you think it's okay for me to learn to drive?"

Wang Meilan looked at Zhao Youcai and joked with him, "I think you farted after eating pickles."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Zhao Youcai didn't understand, but when he asked, Wang Meilan said: "You can just hum when you are free."
Chapter completed!