"My Xiaoyoujiang loves to eat cabbage and pork stuffing dumplings. I make more dumplings in the refrigerator and put them in the refrigerator, so he can eat them when it is steamed."

Although the old lady was short, she worked very quickly. After a while, she had a navel and started rolling the dough. She rubbed three times and found a piece of it, which was easier than the better Chinese.

Ye Qingqing absolutely believes that the old lady has lived in Northeast China for decades, otherwise she would not have spoken so pure Northeast dialect and could not have made such authentic cabbage and pork dumplings.

"Aunt, how many years have you lived in the Northeast?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help asking.

The old lady sighed and said while rolling out the dumpling skins, "That's a few years. At that time, when we responded to the government's call, our whole family went to China and distributed dozens of acres of land. My father and uncle were both very happy. Alas, I was only four years old at that time, and I just wanted to get more food if I had land, so I wouldn't go hungry anymore. Later, when I grew up, I realized... Alas... I'm a sin!"

Although it was said intermittently, Ye Qingqing understood what the old lady meant, and she was feeling guilty for the war.

But in fact, that war also caused many people in O countries to be frozen and hungry, and suffered a lot. What is abominable is that the people who started the war were all pitiful.

Ye Qingqing patted the old lady gently, and the old lady said again: "Our family has lived there for twelve years. My childhood and youth have been there, and I have also made many local partners. If it weren't for the adults' objection, I would have almost married to the local area. Haha, there would be no Xiao Youjiang."

Half a century has passed, and the old lady talked about her love history without any grudges. She and a very outstanding young man in the village met each other. Unfortunately, both parents strongly opposed it, and even forced them to break up.

Later, when the country was defeated, their whole family returned to the country. Under the arrangement of her parents, she married Yui Nakamura's father. Although she suffered a lot, she finally ended her hardships.

As soon as Ye Qingqing entered the house, she saw a black and white photo hanging on the wall. She was a very serious man. She was not very old and in her fifties. She should be Yui Nakamura's father. She seemed not very old when she died.

No wonder the old lady is overworked. It is not easy for her to pull a family with a weak woman.

Later, Ye Qingqing and Yuijiang Nakamura became familiar with each other and realized the old lady’s experience back then. The husband she married was not a good man. She was not only macho, but also drunk and domestic violence. She was not good for her wife and children. When Yuijiang Nakamura was only three years old, this man died of cirrhosis due to excessive alcoholism.

Fortunately, several brothers and sisters in Nakamura Yui's at that time had started their families and started their own businesses. The old lady went to the vegetable market to sell dumplings, which made Nakamura Yui's bigger, and did not let him suffer much. The child grew up in the arms of the love of a whole family.

I was lucky enough to eat authentic pot buns and dumplings made by the old lady. The old lady did not use small plates like locals, but large plates from the northeast, which made Ye Qingqing very excited, and she almost rushed to the throat.

After lunch, Yui Nakamura asked the old lady to help translate. When the old lady heard that it was her wife, Kiman, she couldn't help but frown and sighed: "The child is too worried, and I always worry that he will be unable to think about it."

"What's his worries?" Ye Qingqing asked.
Chapter completed!