The mercenary queen traveled through time and space to ancient times and only wanted to farm

The brother and sister nodded their heads upon hearing this: "Mother's words are very reasonable. Xin'er (Wen'er) will remember them!"

Chen Qingxin asked tentatively: "How about I secretly put a sack on him and beat him up?"

After saying this, he looked at his mother and others with an innocent expression.

"I think my elder sister's idea is a good one. It should be okay as long as it's a small punishment and no harm to the life. Right?" Chen Qingying clapped her hands loudly.

Xiao Qingwu also joined in the fun, clapping his hands like the third sister: "Good! The eldest sister is the best!"

He used the words that his elder sister usually used to praise him on his elder sister.

Chen Qingxin curled his lips and gave her a thumbs up, "This kid is teachable!"

Chen Li was in a state of panic: "Okay, stop making trouble. Let's discuss countermeasures together after dinner."

Chen Qingxin changed the subject and said, "How many dumplings can each of you eat? The water in the pot is already boiling."

Chen Qingwen was the first to count: "I can eat 20."

Chen Qingying then reported: "I'll eat 15."

Chen Li secretly swallowed her saliva and said, "Mother, just eat 10. Xiao Wu will also have 10."

Chen Qingxin put 60 dumplings into the pot at once!

Some people are happy, some are worried.

Fortunately, the iron pot was big enough, as she was afraid that if she put too little in, there would not be enough to eat.

Children's stomachs have no limits and can hold more than adults'.

She herself felt that 15 dumplings were not enough to fill her stomach.

Although the dumpling skins are made with a bowl, the skins are large and not thin, and the fillings are sufficient.

If everyone eats as much as they want, it's ok for each person to eat 15, unless Xiaoqing can't finish it, but Qingwen and Qingying can eat a little more.

After the dumplings were put into the pot, the fire was burning and soon the pot boiled.

Chen Qingxin scooped some cold water into the pot with a ladle and said, "Qingwen, turn the heat to medium."

"Okay!" Chen Qingwen's little face was roasted red by the fire. When he saw the dumplings floating in the pot, the gloom just now disappeared.

He kept swallowing his saliva while using the tongs to bury the burning firewood into the ashes.

After the water in the pot boiled again, Chen Qingxin added some cold water and repeated this three or four times.

"Sister, why do you always add cold water to the pot?" Qing Wu asked curiously.

Chen Qingying and her mother also looked like they were seeking a solution.

Chen Qingxin patiently explained: "The reason for doing this is to prevent the dumplings from being overcooked.

The fire is too high, the water is bubbling, and the dumplings are rolling around in it, rubbing against each other, so won't they break easily?"

"Xin'er is right. The fire is too strong. The dumplings may burst, but they may not be cooked."

Chen Li opened the edge of a dumpling and continued, "Look, this is raw and whitish. When it's cooked, the color becomes crystal clear."

Chen Qingxin applauded and cheered: "Wow! Mother is so smart. She understood it immediately."

As we were talking, the dumplings were already cooked.

After Chen Li confirmed that the cakes were not undercooked, she gave 10 to each of the three older children, as Xiao Wu's wooden bowl could only hold 6.

"Mom, you should eat too." The children looked at the bowls on the table and did not start eating immediately. They wanted to wait for their mother to eat together.

Chen Li placed the remaining 24 dumplings in two large bowls and said, "Whoever can eat as much as they can take can pick up as many as they can. In principle, each person should have 15. If there are not enough, I can give one to each of you."

"Eat, don't just swallow your saliva. If you swallow too much saliva, how can you still eat the dumplings?" Chen Qingxin's words livened up the atmosphere.

Chen Qingwen took a bite of the dumpling and said, "It smells so good! The dumpling skin is springy and smooth, and there's a lot of meat in the filling. It's so delicious when the soup is poured in."

He raised his head and looked at everyone else, only to see that everyone was looking at him with a smile, silently struggling with the food.

After a while, the bowl was empty.

The boy had clear outlines and an awkward smile on his handsome face:

"Haha, you guys eat so fast, can you taste it?"

After saying that, he began to eat voraciously.

"Well, these dumplings taste great! They are the most delicious food I have ever eaten in my life." Chen Qingwen nodded with satisfaction.

陈李氏把剩下的水饺每人分5个，小武分4个。自己的5只给三个大的孩子每人1个，自己吃2个。

"Mom, I'm full. You can take care of your portion yourself. I can't help you." Chen Qingxin rubbed his round belly and smiled.

Chen Qingying also refused the dumplings given by her mother:

"Mom, Ying'er's little belly can already hold 15 dumplings. If you add one more, aren't you worried that it will burst?"

"Hahaha! Mother, just eat by yourself. Wen'er is full too. I can't help you. Sorry, sorry!" Chen Qingwen put down the bowl and clasped his fists towards his mother.

Chen Qingxin took out a handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked through the window at the non-existent night scene outside.

A picture suddenly flashed through her mind: "Dad, why haven't you slept yet? You have to get up early to go hunting in the mountains after dawn~"

"Haha, Xin'er, Daddy wants to spend more time with you and your children. I want to watch you and your brothers and sisters grow up day by day..." Chen Guanghui touched his daughter's hair with gentle eyes.

"Oh. Daddy comes home every night and will definitely watch us grow up." Chen Qingxin said confidently.

"Well, it's almost time. It's time for daddy's little cotton-padded jacket to go to bed. Be careful if you go to bed late or you won't grow tall..." Chen Guanghui patted his eldest daughter gently, his face full of fatherly love.

"Well, good night, Dad..."

Chen Qingxin looked at his second brother and third sister who were sleeping soundly, then he lay back on the bed, closed his eyes sweetly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Guanghui turned and walked out of the house and came to the yard.

The moonlight was bright and clear, illuminating the entire earth. The leaves rustled, the insects chirped, and occasionally the calls of birds could be heard.

He didn't know what was wrong with him tonight. He felt uneasy and as if something big was going to happen.

He really didn't like this feeling, always feeling that something bad was happening to his home.

He took a deep breath to calm his restless emotions, and took a few more deep breaths before finally calming himself down.

That night, Chen Guanghui slept uneasily. In his dream, he heard several cries for help from a distant place: "Help - Help -"

He sat up from the bed: "Who? Who's there?"

Chen Li was startled awake by him and asked sleepily, "Husband, did you have a nightmare?"

Chen Guanghui hugged his wife and said with lingering fear: "It's okay, it's just a dream, my wife, go back to sleep."

The two of them fell asleep in each other's arms, but Chen Guanghui's heart was still beating like a drum.

Silent all night.

The next day, Chen Guanghui got up, washed, had breakfast, and went up the mountain to hunt as usual.

But this time I never came back.

The village chief mobilized everyone in the village to go up the mountain to search, but they found nothing.

Later, the case was reported to the authorities, and the yamen runners searched for several days, but they still could not find either the person alive or the body, and not even a trace of blood.

In the end, the case was left unresolved and closed as missing.