He gently and considerately straightened the beauty's hair, bent her index finger into a hook shape, wiped the tears on her face, reached out to hold her hand, and pulled her up from the ground. This time Fu Pinqian did not refuse Ding Changsheng's hug again.

Over the past few years, she has treated herself as a man, and she has endless work and housework every day. But when all this suddenly goes away, when another man treats her tenderly and considerately, she returns to the moment of enjoying the tenderness of a man.

"Oh, I'm hungry, are you finished?" Miaomiao couldn't help it and started knocking on the door.

Ding Changsheng smiled, walked to the door and opened the kitchen door.

"Little girl, why don't you wear shoes? It's not cold in this winter?" Ding Changsheng asked, thinking to Miaomiao, who was protruding his head at the door.

"Oh, I forgot to wear it. How is the dumplings wrapped? Do you want me to help?" Miaomiao asked with a grimace.

"It's not yet, let's wait a moment, go put on your shoes before coming over." Fu Pinqian said while pretending to pack up the basin inside.

"You two are too low-efficiency. What are you doing? The future is long. Now let's make dumplings for me. I'm really hungry." After saying that, Miaomiao walked to the bedroom to change shoes. She was simply a villain.

Miaomiao had just walked into the bedroom door and closed the door quietly. "Yeah", the little girl swung her fist hard, lay on the throne with a relaxed face, then stood up and went to the desk, looked at Miao Fangming's photo in the photo frame, gently covered the photo frame to her chest, and a line of clear tears flowed silently, "Dad, don't worry, we will definitely be happy, we will definitely be." Then she put the frame into the drawer.

In a nightclub in Haiyang County, it is the time for carnival every night. Tonight, it seems deserted here, because there is a sign that is suspended at the door, and it is also pitch black outside the door. Only by walking into the hall can you see a few people sitting in the sofa in the middle of the hall.

"San Young Master, we have changed the good things, it's useless. Jia Chengliang is a kid who is not good at it. And because he has been in prison for several years, he always scares others with the matter of going to jail. Therefore, few people in Anshan Town fight him. If he hadn't done too much this time, we wouldn't have come to you." As he took a deep breath of cigarette, the light illuminated his facial contour a lot in an instant. This person was Wang Baoshan, Secretary of the Party Committee of Anshan Town.

"How much has he picked our coal?"

"I have warned him many times over three hundred meters across the boundary, but this kid not only disobeyed, but also threatened to go to the county to sue us, saying that I am a government official who runs a coal mine. In fact, if it is really a problem of money, it is not a problem, but I am afraid that if we are weak this time, he will become even worse."

"Damn, have I not caused trouble these days? This bastard thinks that grandpa is afraid of them. Lao Wang, you don't have to worry about this matter. I'll deal with it. Since the agreement cannot be reached, there is no need to talk. Let the fist speak. Go back, I know what to do." Zheng Laosan said viciously.

Wang Baoshan stood up and took a bus back in the nightclub. In the hall, Zheng Laosan was like a trapped beast, wishing he could throw everything on the furniture and smash it to pieces, but a letter on the wall gradually pulled him back from the edge that was about to explode.

After a moment, he turned around and said to Niu Erben who was following behind him: "Go and do it cleanly, don't let people see it, that would be too obvious."

The meals for the three people were easy to cook, and Fu Pinqian was also a skilled person. He bought the meat filling and put it in the refrigerator, while Ding Changsheng was responsible for kneading the dough. It looked like he was an expert. When Fu Pinqian was mixing the filling, he looked at Ding Changsheng who kneaded the dough with his eyes. She didn't believe that such a young man would knead the dough. This was just to show off in front of him. She was ready to roll up her sleeves and help him.

But when she prepared the meat filling and went to see Ding Changsheng, she found that Ding Changsheng had successfully reconciled the dough and achieved the highest level of kneading. Hand light, basin light, and face light, that is, there is no dough on his hands and no dough in the basin, and the dough made of is round and round, with no bumps on the surface.

"Okay, it's not simple. I'll help my home work at home?" Fu Pinqian asked.

"It's not that I help my family, but that I work for myself when I am working. I am the only one in our family, and the whole family will not be hungry if they eat one."

Fu Pinqian was stunned and looked at Ding Changsheng, puzzled.

"My parents died in the mudslide, and I was the only one left, so if I don't know how to do these things, I won't starve to death sooner or later."

"Oh, when did it happen?"

"It's been a long time since I won't talk about this anymore. How about it, let's start," said Ding Changsheng.

Fu Pinqian's maternal love suddenly spread. At this moment, she felt that she was not the most unfortunate. At least she had a daughter with her. This man was alone. I don't know how he got through the day of losing his parents. No wonder he liked her. Perhaps this was a complex expression. Fu Pinqian defended Ding Changsheng in his heart.

The kitchen door is still closed, this time it was Ding Changsheng, and Miaomiao in the living room was watching a program called Star Avenue.

Fu Pinqian was rolling the dumpling skin, and Ding Changsheng leaned against her and hugged her from behind. The bowl of dumpling filling was placed in front of Fu Pinqian. Every time Fu Pinqian rolled a piece of skin, he quickly wrapped the dumpling filling with it and placed it on the chopping board aside. Gradually, his body became closer and closer to her until there was no space.
Chapter completed!