After all this discussion, by the time the dumplings came out of the steamer, it looked as if the five people in the room had completely forgotten any previous argument.

Come to think of it, Pei Guochao was not worthy of everyone being unhappy because of him.

"Mom, these are made by my kids!"

Pei Zaizai pointed to a plate of dumplings that were of different sizes and looked a bit ugly.

In one or two of them, some of the soup and stuffing leaked out of the bun skin.

I can only say that the appearance is not very good.

But Mo Yan was very considerate and didn't take anything else. She ate the food her little cub gave first.

She was not afraid of the heat and ate almost one at a time.

While eating, he nodded and praised.

"Delicious! My son is so amazing. Mommy doesn't even know how to make dumplings, but I didn't expect my son to be able to make dumplings for her. How can I be so lucky? I didn't pay anything, but I got the most capable son in the world!"

These words made Pei Zaizai so proud and happy.

Although he tried hard to remain calm on his little face, he couldn't hide his inner joy and happiness at all. He was about to break through the earth and head straight into the universe.

"Well, mom, actually I'm not that good. Grandma prepared the filling for the dumplings, and I just wrapped it for a few times, and it didn't look very good."

The little cub was still humble and didn't feel comfortable taking all the credit for himself.

"Who said that? Mom asked you, did you and grandma buy the vegetables used in this stuffing?"

Pei Zaizai nodded.

"Before grandma prepared the stuffing, did my son help wash the shallots and green vegetables?"

Pei Zaizai nodded. She was just a child, and Wang Huiying didn't dare to let her do any job, no matter how big it was.

"Look, my son participated in buying vegetables, washing vegetables, and even in the process of making dumplings. How can this not be amazing? This is simply amazing! Right, auntie?"

When Mo Yan seriously praises someone, anyone can see that she is sincere and not fake.

So she really thinks her cubs are super awesome.

Wang Huiying now understood why Niu Niu said her mother was the best mother in the world.

Although there is a scumbag father like Pei Guochao who is unworthy of being a father, Pei Zaizai has a good mother who gives the child a sense of security and trust, and knows how to appreciate and recognize all the child's efforts.

That’s why Niu Niu is so confident and can speak so eloquently with her little mouth.

She actually has no lack of love.

At this moment, Wang Huiying was a little envious of Niu Niu.

Because she knows too well the influence and importance of a good mother on her children during their growth process.

Pei Zaizai's little face turned red when his mother praised him seriously.

She knew clearly that in her mother's eyes, even if she just tasted the saltiness of the buns, she would have been a great help.

But I still couldn't help but feel happy.

"Well, then mom, when we get home, I'll make you some dumplings. When grandma was making them just now, I memorized every step. When we get home, I'll be able to make them for you on my own."

"Really? That would be awesome!"

Mo Yan showed an even happier expression.

Then he looked at the plate of dumplings that belonged to the little cub and had already been eaten up by her, and showed a look of annoyance.

"Oh, mommy ate too fast just now, and forgot to take a picture of the dumplings I made for my son with my camera. Now, mommy has eaten them all, so I can't take a picture."

When Xing Tian heard Mo Yan mention the word taking pictures again, his hand holding the chopsticks froze instinctively, as he was already feeling physically uncomfortable at the mention of taking pictures.

No way! We have been shooting for several days and we have just developed one or two thousand photos. Hasn’t this guy taken enough photos?

Still want to shoot?

Pei Zaizai was glad that his mother ate quickly. In Pei Zaizai's opinion, the buns were too ugly.

How ugly it would be if it was photographed!

It would be better to wait until she gets home and practices making dumplings well before letting her mother take pictures.

Pei Zaizai quickly said, "It's okay, Mom. We have a camera. We can take pictures anytime we want."

"Well, alright then!" Mo Yan looked as if this was the only way.

As soon as this answer was given, Xing Tian and Pei Zaizai both visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

The photo-taking episode is finally over.

After dinner, Wang Huiying was shocked to learn that the box that was delivered contained photos that Mo Yan and Pei Leilei had taken in Shanghai in the past few days.

I finally understand why when he heard about taking pictures, Old Xing looked like he was walking on a mountain of knives and into a frying pan.

Anyone who takes so many photos in just a few days would feel a little disgusted with the camera.

However, for those who look at the photos, seeing so many photos, and all of them are beautiful photos, makes them a happier experience.

When Wang Huiying sees something really good-looking, or there are several photos of similar type, she can't help but ask Zizi and Mo Yan if they can give her one or two.

After getting the consent of Mo Yan and Zi Zi, even Xing Tian and Huang Guoquan came to select a few photos.

However, compared to Wang Huiying, most of the photos she selected were group photos of mother and daughter, while Huang Guoquan and Xing Tian mostly selected solo photos of Pei Zaizai. Both of them only selected one group photo of mother and daughter.

After all, as men, it is not appropriate for them to choose too many photos of mothers and daughters.

The previous one is enough.

No matter how reluctant you are, the time to say goodbye will eventually come.

Mo Yan was about to leave with the baby in her arms.

After all, we had to leave Shanghai early the next morning, so we had to go back to the guesthouse to rest early.

Wang Huiying couldn't bear to leave and couldn't help crying.

Even though they only spent half a day together, she really fell in love with the mother and daughter.

Her own children are not around, and she has no grandchildren to hug, so she is usually not lonely.

The arrival of her baby made her want to enjoy the company of her grandchildren for the first time.

I repeatedly told Mo Yan and Zi Zi that when they have time, they should not forget Grandma Wang in Shanghai and should visit her often.

If you don't have time to come, please remember to send her more photos and write to her more often.

If Mo Yan and Zi Zi didn't agree, she would not let go of their hands.

Mo Yan and Pei Zaizai were left in tears and laughter. After promising repeatedly that they would write a letter and send photos to this lovely old lady, they were finally able to leave.

Huang Guoquan personally escorted the person to the gate of the family compound.

"Ayan, Uncle Huang won't send you off tomorrow morning. Just like you agreed with your aunt at home, call my office as soon as you get back to Shannan safely to let me know you're safe!"

"Uncle Huang, I've got it. Don't worry. Don't send me off. Go home. Otherwise, I'm afraid my aunt will cry secretly at home!"

"Old Xing, please send A-Yan and the others off for me tomorrow morning."

"Secretary, I know, don't worry."

Xing Tian nodded seriously, and Huang Guoquan then watched Mo Yan and her daughter leave with Xing Tian.

The scene of Secretary Huang personally escorting the guests to the gate of the staff quarters was actually seen by quite a few people.

Everyone was secretly wondering what relative of Secretary Huang this was and why they had never seen him before?

Secretary Huang actually thought so highly of him that he not only asked Secretary Xing to accompany him, but he also personally saw him off to the gate of the family compound. It was a pity that the time was too short and he didn't have time to inquire about the news.

However, this scene is still remembered by many people.

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