Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

Zhou Rongrong was still kneading the dough in the kitchen. The filling for the dumplings had already been prepared. It was cabbage and pork filling, with more meat and less vegetables. Anyway, Zhou Rongrong bought a lot of meat, and the children were looking forward to eating dumplings, so Zhou Rongrong was willing to put more meat in it.

When Dabao heard the sound at the door, he called his younger brothers and sisters to come to the kitchen and said, "Dear mother, it is a critical time for his foot to rest."

Zhou Rongrong didn't even let him help to cool down the fire, and just let him sit and read.

I would occasionally ask him which word he didn't understand.

Erbao and Sanbao ran to the kitchen cheering. Mom said early in the morning that today there would not only be delicious dishes but also dumplings to eat.

Only Sibao lowered his head, looking unhappy.

Zhou Rongrongrong has a good idea. This child loves eating the most. Isn’t he happy?

She asked a few children what happened at the village entrance. When Zhou Rongrong heard that Goudan bullied people again, she couldn't help but say a word or two.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if we just raise this child like this, he will definitely cause trouble for Jiang Laoer's family in the long run."

Sanbao said: "Mother is right, so we should not be like Goudan, we should be a good child."

"Okay, all four of you just need to be good children to your mother." Zhou Rongrong turned around and asked Sibao, "Sibao, are you unhappy because Goudan bullied you?"

Sibao shook her head. Goudan had been bullying her for a long time, so she was not unhappy. She then told him about what Xiaohua had told her about Jiang Pan's bad life.

"Mother, can I help my cousin?"

After Zhou Rongrong washed her hands, she thought for a moment before asking, "How can Sibao help your cousin?"

Sibao was young and his thoughts were simple, so he said seriously, "Can I give my cousin a bowl of dumplings?"

Zhou Rongrong did not answer Sibao's question, but asked the other three babies, "What do you think?"

Dabao spoke first, "My cousin is a good person, but her family members are not good people. I'm afraid that none of the dumplings we sent to her will end up in her stomach. Will they all be eaten by her family? How about we give them to her secretly as I said?"

Erbao also said, "Yes, we can't give it to Goudan and Jiang Laoer."

They don't want to call him Second Uncle either, because his whole family are bad guys.

Sanbao also said, "Yes, it's just that my cousin is at home and we all know that she has a very difficult life."

Zhou Rongrong said, "Then while we make dumplings, you guys should also think about how to feed your cousin."

Zhou Rongrong thought that the children would have to live on their own in the future and would need to solve their own problems.

Zhou Rongrong rolled the dumpling wrappers herself and distributed them to her four children. The four children had never even eaten dumplings, let alone how to make them.

Zhou Rongrong was very surprised that they didn't know how to make dumplings. She thought making dumplings was a simple thing.

After digging out the original owner's memory, he finally reacted and said awkwardly: "Mom will teach you."

He then picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and taught the children how to make dumplings.

"Look, take this much stuffing first, not too much. If you have too much, the dumpling skin won't hold and will become soup when you put it in the pot. So fold it in the middle, pinch it up, and then gently squeeze it in the middle, and it's done."

The children saw Zhou Rongrong make a plump dumpling in just a few strokes and thought it was very easy, so they started making dumplings themselves.

Dabao is a calm person and he can wrap the dumplings really well, but Erbao is a bit careless and either he puts too much stuffing in the dumplings so they break if squeezed, or he puts only a tiny bit of stuffing in the dumplings so that they look like they have no stuffing compared to the plump dumplings next to them.

San Bao held a dumpling he had made and said proudly, "Second brother, you can't even make dumplings, are you so stupid? Look at how beautiful mine are."

Erbao saw that it was indeed better looking than his but uglier than Dabao, and said disdainfully: "Humph, I will definitely make a dumpling as good looking as Mommy's."

Zhou Rongrong looked over and saw that the dumpling in Erbao's hand had a bulging belly. It looked like it was about to burst when put into the pot. She quickly took the dumpling over and cleaned out the filling.

Holding Erbao's hand, Zhou Rongrong taught him how to make dumplings step by step. After he made a complete dumpling, she asked.

"Have you returned yet?"

Erbao replied embarrassedly: "Mom, I can do it."

Sibao was a clever boy. He raised his hand and jumped in front of Zhou Rongrong: "I, I, I, mother, I still don't know how to do it."

Zhou Rongrong glanced at the dumplings she had made in front of Sibao. Although they didn’t look very good, there was no problem in cooking them. This little girl just wanted him to hold her hand and teach her.

I also held the hand of the fourth child and started teaching him. Since the fourth child had been taught, people say that raising children should be fair, so I held the hands of the third child and the eldest child and taught them too.

The children were extremely happy. Soon the bamboo dustpan was filled with dumplings of various shapes, some fat and some thin. They were all made by the four children themselves.

The remaining filling Zhou Rongrong can be fried in oil without wasting it, and it will be very delicious when eaten with rice later.

"Okay, mom will start making dumplings soon. Have you figured out how to serve the dumplings to Pandi?"

Although it was Sibao who suggested this, she only remembered to make dumplings and completely forgot about it.

When his mother asked Sibao, he was stunned for a long time and couldn't say a word.

Seeing her like this, Dabao spoke up for his sister: "Mom, I think it's not a good time to help my cousin now."

Zhou Rongrong became interested. She didn't know why her upright eldest son could invite someone else's daughter out for dinner during the Chinese New Year. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Go on."

Dabao said as if he had received some kind of compliment: "Now my cousin is still my second uncle's daughter in his house. Even if we can help him temporarily, we can't help him forever. Just like what you said, Goudan will get into trouble sooner or later. When the time comes, we will add insult to injury. My cousin needs to understand that the only way to really help her is to escape from that family."

Sibao pouted unhappily and said, "Brother, what you said is as good as nothing you said."

Dabao explained to Sibao without patience: "Sister, even if you sent a bowl of dumplings to your cousin and she ate it all, what then?"

"And then, and then, I don't know." Sibao said embarrassedly, pointing her fingers. She was so young and didn't understand many things.

But Dabao understood that, just like that day when Zhou Rongrong was lying on the bed, he wanted to solve the problem directly and be done with it once and for all.

He understood that people only figure out what they want when they are at their wits' end. Dabao thought, his cousin is still his second uncle's daughter, and they should live a good life.

If his second uncle knew that his family was good to his cousin, given his personality, he would definitely come to him to get some money because of the relationship between his cousin and their family. Dabao is not a selfless person, and their family's good days did not last long.

If his cousin wants food, he can give it to her secretly, but it depends on the person. His cousin has never resisted his uncle and aunt in all these years. To put it bluntly, she is a person without her own ideas.

Therefore, he didn't want Sibao to get too close to Jiang Pandi, and it would be better to stay away from him.

Sibao didn't understand his elder brother's little trick and still wanted to send a bowl of dumplings to his cousin. His younger sister Dabao understood and smiled.

"If Sibao meets his cousin, he can just secretly bring her home to eat."

Sibao didn't dare to make the decision on his own and looked at Zhou Rongrong who was making dumplings: "Mom, is it okay?"

"Sure, mother will make something delicious for her then."

After hearing Zhou Rongrong's words, Sibao's little face finally smiled.