On the day of the flash wedding, I became pregnant with the heir of a wealthy family

Lu Yuchuan's facial features were a little cold, and it was not because he was shocked by the change in his mother's attitude, but because he was wary of her.

"Here." Tong Hua handed a silver fork in front of him, with a soft voice and soft eyes, looking at him patiently.

Waiting for him to reach out to pick it up.

The smell of dumplings filled the air, but Lu Yuchuan had a droopy face and no appetite at all.

"Take it." Tong Hua went straight to his hand, took his hand, and put the fork in his hand, "Eat the dumplings while they are hot, they won't taste good when they are cold."

Then she looked at the old man beside her again, "Grandpa, would you like to try it?"

The old man knew that when Tong Hua came back that day and went to deliver traditional Chinese medicine to Yuan Ma, he stayed in the backyard for 40 minutes, so he must have chatted with Han Yunzhi.

Because since then, Han Yunzhi has changed.

Grandpa knew that Tong Hua was trying to ease the relationship between mother and son.

Recalling the scene when Yunzhi was making dumplings in the kitchen, it didn't look like she was trying to play tricks, even rolling out the dumpling wrappers by herself.

If you want to poison, just do small tricks, and you don't need to work so hard.

So, the old man forked a large steaming dumpling with a spoon, dipped it in vinegar, and put it into his mouth.

The mouth-full dumplings are fragrant and really delicious.

Han Yunzhi looked at this scene nervously and gratefully, watched the old man chewing with a smile, and asked softly, "How is it? Dad, is the taste okay?"

"Delicious." Grandpa nodded and gave an affirmative answer, "The taste is very good!"

And gave her a thumbs up to praise, "This is the dumpling wrapper I rolled, it is chewy!"

"Yuchuan, try it too! Hurry up, while it's hot!" Grandpa chewed, looking at his precious grandson with a kind smile on his face.

Han Yunzhi sat on the side, carefully looking forward to his son.

Tong Hua picked up a fork, forked a dumpling, and asked, "Yuchuan, what kind of sauce do you like?" There were three kinds in front of him.

She was looking at Lu Yuchuan holding the fork himself, and didn't intend to move, as if her heart was still full of resentment.

It made his mother dare not even breathe.

But seeing his wife was so enthusiastic, he didn't go to see his mother, but just pointed to the soy sauce and garlic bowl.

Tong Hua was very happy, this guy finally reacted!

So, I dipped him in some sauce he needed, and fed the dumpling to his thin, thin lips, "Come on, open your mouth!"

Lu Yuchuan looked into her eyes and sighed inwardly. He really had no choice but to compromise.

Seeing her son eating the dumplings made by herself, Han Yunzhi really felt like a flower blooming quietly in his heart.

A smile from the bottom of his heart finally appeared on his wrinkled face.

She hadn't been this happy for a long time, she was so happy that she wanted to cry, she tried her best to restrain herself, and she was full of gratitude to her daughter-in-law.

Then grandpa tasted a few more dumplings and liked the taste very much.

When Tong Hua ate dumplings, she also asked Han Yunzhi to try more.

"Hey, okay." She just started to move the fork, and gradually, it became less embarrassing.

But she remained silent and didn't say much.

Lu Yuchuan, who was expressionless, did not raise his eyes to look at his mother, he was panicked, although he also started to take the initiative to fork the dumplings and eat them.

Soon, the servant brought over a second plate and happily reported, "This one is filled with corn, just steamed! Eat it while it's hot! There's still more!"

"Thank you." Tong Hua raised her eyes with a smile, "I feel like I don't need to eat tonight, my mother's cooking is so good, the dumplings are really delicious!"

Lu Yuchuan still didn't speak, nor raised his eyes, he chewed carefully, no one knew what he was thinking.

For him, dumplings are eternal pain...

He will never forget that when he was five years old, he was scalded by a bowl of dumplings. Since then, he has lost his mother's love.

But for Han Yunzhi, if he is willing to eat the dumplings made by her, she is already very happy.

The easing of the relationship between mother and child has to be done slowly. After all, freezing three feet is not a one-day cold, and she is willing to spend the rest of her life to make up for it.