Ye Hong thought that it might be because of the scarcity of supplies during his mother’s childhood, and it was difficult for her to eat white flour dumplings all year round. As a person who had been pampered since childhood, he did not have this strange obsession with dumplings, and just regarded them as ordinary food. Moreover, if he made dumplings himself, he would have to prepare a lot of things, which was too troublesome. It would be more convenient to buy a bowl on the street.

But my mother said that the ones made by my mother (grandma) are the most delicious.

Now that the Great Cold has passed, the New Year is just around the corner.

The New Year in the immortal world is not as lively as that in the mortal world, but the rules and rituals of ancestor worship and heaven worship are always indispensable. It is said that if one does not understand human nature and does not know how to interact with others, it is impossible to live a normal life either in the mundane world or in the immortal world.

Speaking of which, the Hua Sect has always worshipped the master of the Chenyu Patriarch, Ye Lianhe, the only female supreme being in the world. In terms of seniority, it is not an exaggeration for everyone to respectfully call her the Ancestor Lianhe, but this would make the once most beautiful supreme being in the world ugly. Lianhe is Lianhe, she did not shock the world with her beauty, but only saved all living beings with her compassion.

Xiao Zi was seen slowly making dumplings while mocking herself in her heart that she, a Nascent Soul cultivator, had become their family’s nanny. If she had known this would happen, she should have brought Xian Nu along as well.

Suddenly she saw Ye Hong coming back from the corner of her eye. She suddenly blushed for a moment, then smiled and said, “It’s just right that you’re back, young master. You’re in for a treat.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing looked up and glanced at him, feeling a little happy, but she just glanced at him and lowered her head to continue working. She didn’t say anything, but she couldn’t help but spit in her heart.

My own son knows himself. What kind of a young master is he? He is just a brat, but his eyes are full of gentle smiles.

Ye Hong also walked over and couldn’t help but teasing Xiao Zi: “Can I eat the dumplings you made?”

The subtext is, you silly girl, you wouldn’t secretly pack a secret medicine in there, would you?

Even though you are repressed and sinister, you wouldn’t do such a tasteless thing, right?

If it breaks by accident, you’ll have to eat it yourself.

The two exchanged glances. Xiao Zi’s eyes sparkled, and she smiled and said, “Of course.”

Who knows?

Besides, isn’t this exactly what you want?

As they were talking and laughing, Xiao Zi’s face suddenly tensed up and she stared at him with a cold look in her eyes. The smile on her lips also faded a little. “I seem to smell a bloody smell. Why does it seem to come from you? Are you injured? Is it serious?”

This series of questions not only caught Ye Hong off guard, but also caused Ye Wanqing to stop what she was doing instantly and cast a slightly worried look towards her son.

Ye Hong knew that he was in a little trouble now. He was faced with two choices. One was to confess what happened between him and Qingyi today, and that she had her period today – it was a bit ridiculous to say, in today’s world, even great cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage would have their menstruation. You know, in ancient times, women who practiced Taoism had to practice to avoid menstruation in order to achieve enlightenment.

However, after they have practiced, they can control their menstrual periods to a certain extent, and their periods become once every few months or years. Because of this, generally speaking, if female practitioners want to get pregnant, they must first regulate their bodies and prepare themselves for pregnancy, which is quite inconvenient. But from another perspective, for those prostitutes who use their beauty to serve men or for men who have sex with prostitutes, it is extremely convenient. This alternative safe period is quite long, and pregnancy will not occur even if internal ejaculation occurs.

Ye Hong knew that he had another choice, which was to take responsibility for the matter himself.

“You have a really good nose, you little bitch.”

So he opened the collar of his true robe, revealing a scabbed wound on his shoulder below his neck. The wound was very shallow, and Shen He did not use much force at the time. It only pierced a little flesh. Because the electric current burned the wound, a black spot was formed, and it no longer hurt much.

Xiao Zi was about to reach out to touch it, but she remembered that her hands were covered with Linggu powder, which is the flour of the world of immortal cultivation, so she had to withdraw her hand in disappointment.

Seeing this, Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief. The wound was not big and did not look serious. She was really afraid that something might happen to her son.

He met his mother’s soft gaze and chuckled, “Mom, I won’t do anything stupid in front of you.” The voice was very soft and vague, but it touched the softest string in her heart.

There is a saying that goes, “The body and hair are given by parents, and one should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety.” He used to be completely unable to understand it, thinking that even cutting hair was not okay. Isn’t this foolish filial piety?

Later, when I was injured, I saw the distressed and sad look in my mother’s eyes, and I gained some understanding.

He asked himself honestly that he could not do the most basic thing of not hurting himself, because he had chosen the most difficult and strongest method of asceticism in the world. But he also knew very well that if he died, his mother would be sad to see her die before her.

Chapter 145 Equality

A lot of dumplings had been wrapped before, and now they were put on the stove. Soon the dumplings were cooked, one plate for each person, and Ye Wanqing also held another plate in her hand, ready to send to the master. Although it was not a delicacy, wasn’t it like this between family members?

Ye Hong and Xiao Zi sat down, and Yu’er came over just in time. Like a greedy cat, she stared at them eagerly and swallowed her saliva quietly.

“You guys eat first.” Ye Wanqing said softly, “I’ll be back soon.”

After saying that, he went out on his own.

Knowing that his mother was going to deliver food, Ye Hong didn’t care too much. He just greeted Xiao Zi and Yu’er. The latter excitedly shouted “Let’s eat”, and then she gently picked up a dumpling with her fair and round fingers and swallowed it whole. The temperature of the dumpling just out of the pot was so hot that she covered her chest, rolled her eyes, and tears came down.

He couldn’t help but laugh, “Senior, please eat slowly.”

Xiao Zi glanced over and couldn’t help but smile when she saw this. With the previous experience as a lesson, she wisely chose to blow air first, then hold it in her hands and feed it to her son.

Ye Hong turned his head, took a small bite, rolled it in his mouth a few times, tasted it, and then began to chew it happily. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: It’s so delicious!

And the spiritual energy contained in it is also very abundant.

After swallowing it, he casually asked, “What kind of filling… no, what kind of fish meat?”

Xiao Zi replied with a smile: “Sir, the meat in this stuffing is a hundred-year-old dragon sea bream, produced under the thousands of miles of glaciers in the Arctic Snow State. The meat is delicate and delicious. It is a rare delicacy.”

“…Tsk, he’s such a big shot.”

Ye Hong said casually, “Xiao Zi, you really know a lot.” Then, he said to her, “Eat your meal and leave me alone.”

“Yeah.” Xiao Zi agreed softly, with a hint of ambiguity and cuteness. She held a blue and white bowl in both hands, placed it to her lips, and slowly drank the dumpling soup.

To be honest, she didn’t have too many extravagant demands for these food desires, but food and sex have always been inseparable. As a member of the Yanyue Sect, she was quite knowledgeable about food and even food theory.

In a sense, she felt that what the woman who used to be her mother said was right. Once you enter a brothel, you will live a life of luxury.

Ye Hong picked up a dumpling and ate it without hesitation, then picked up the second one, this time dipping it in vinegar. The third one was replaced with a side dish – something that looked like radish and tasted a bit like radish, but it was not radish.

Xiao Zi was also eating slowly while talking to Ye Hong with a smile, her eyes moving as she said quietly, “Master, I’m afraid you are hiding something from Xiao Zi.”

Ye Hongze smiled and said, “I have hidden so many things from you.”

She insisted, “You smell like a woman!”

She had smelled this scent before and knew it was the cool fragrance from Qingyi’s body.

He was slightly surprised, but did not smell it. He quickly turned the dumplings on the plate with chopsticks to prevent them from sticking together. He sighed softly and then said, “Don’t talk nonsense. I just went to see my master…”

Xiao Zi smiled and turned around and said, “I’m going to tell my wife.”

Ye Hong was somewhat helpless and pretended to be angry, “You silly girl, am I your lover, or is my mother your lover? Why can’t you think a little better of me? It’s fun to watch me being scolded by my mother?”

After saying that, he put down his chopsticks, grabbed her, rubbed her twice, and pinched her delicate little nose, “Be quiet, do you hear me?”

Yu’er, who was standing by, watched them playing and quarreling with each other, but she felt it was unbearable to watch. While he was talking to Xiao Zi, he had already finished a plate of dumplings.

“Sir, you don’t want your wife to find out about this, do you?” Xiao Zi chuckled and suddenly whispered, “Come and be with me tonight…”

The beauty’s invitation was so bold that his heart couldn’t help but get hot.

“Then you play with me.” Ye Hong chuckled and said some very obscene words.

“No…” Xiao Zi blushed immediately, unable to contain her shame, and became like an elementary school girl who only knew how to complain, “Humph, I’ll tell my wife about this too~”

“Stupid girl, so stupid, you don’t understand anything at all. Deterrence can’t be used as a threat.”

Ye Hong smiled and said, “Although I respect my mother very much, I am not afraid of her, so your threats have no effect on me.”

Sometimes he may choose to hide some things from his mother, but this does not mean that he distrusts or alienates his mother. On the contrary, it is out of protection for his mother and consideration for family harmony.

Xiao Zi couldn’t help being speechless. She pursed her lips. Of course she understood what he meant. In fact, she didn’t want to use this to control him. She just wanted to play with him. Being willing to play with him only showed that she didn’t hate him. You know, she has never been a considerate and patient little woman. It was unprecedented for her to stay with him for so long. It was something that those who knew her could not and dared not imagine.

There is a saying that love is not the core of an intimate relationship. The core of an intimate relationship is the exchange of values, not just the relationship itself.

While they were not finished eating yet, Yu’er had already started to work on the dumplings that had been taken out to cool.

Just then, Ye Wanqing also came back, looking calm and composed with a slight smile on her lips. After entering the room, she just glanced at the two of them and didn’t say anything. Ye Hong consciously picked up his chopsticks and ate his meal in silence.

Xiao Zi couldn’t help but complain in his heart, he said he was not afraid, uh uh.

Ye Wanqing came to the dining table and sat down gracefully. She supported herself on her arms and looked at her son. Her expression suddenly became gentle, and her eyes were full of attachment to her child and deep maternal love, but there was also a hint of affection in them.

Although she doesn’t want to admit it, she knows that she is also a son-con. Many single mothers are son-con, but daughter-con is relatively rare.

Her voice sounded as calm and gentle as usual, with a smile, “Is it delicious?”

Ye Hong didn’t answer, but proved it with his actions. He ate the dumplings on his plate and said, “Mom, another one.”

Having the results of your labor recognized is better than any compliments.

Ye Wanqing was in a good mood and was about to serve another plate to her son, but Xiao Zi immediately stood up and said respectfully, “Madam, I’ll go.”

Ye Wanqing looked at Xiao Zi who was waiting beside her son and said calmly, “Please sit down and eat.”

Although her tone was light, as if all this was as it should be.

But this simple sentence suppressed Xiao Zi.

Generally speaking, according to the established rules, in the mansions of wealthy families, maids and even concubines of low status can only wait silently by the side until all family members have finished eating, and then they can find some leftovers on the table to fill their stomachs.

But now, despite her humble status, she has been recognized by the mistress and can finally sit at the dinner table and eat like a real family member.

A strange light flashed in her eyes, and she couldn’t help but feel that they, mother and son, were too lenient.

Chapter 146 Satisfy Me

Ye Wanqing went to get two plates of dumplings, then carried Yu’er back to the dining table. She sat at the table and watched her son continue eating. Then she realized that she was a little hungry too, as if she had not eaten properly since morning.

She picked up the chopsticks and started eating with relish, sharing a plate with her son because she knew her son couldn’t finish it. It was obvious that he couldn’t finish two plates. He would probably be full if he ate more.

This is a strange tacit understanding that only occurs when two people live together for a long time.

Xiao Zi looked at Ye Hong, then turned her head quietly to glance at Ye Wanqing. She always felt that there was no room for another person between them.

It is true that he is a talented person with a bright future, but in this situation, anyone who marries him in the future will bear the brunt of the consequences.

Several people at the table were chatting casually.

In Daxia, there is also a custom of eating dumplings during the New Year, but the people in Huazhou usually call dumplings “wontons”. They are not eaten separately, but served in a bowl with soup and eaten together. They also put some coriander, chopped green onions, small river shrimps, leeks and other small condiments in the soup.

Every hundred miles has different customs, and every thousand miles has different habits. In the other three states, there are also different names.

Xiao Zi said that people in Yuezhou call dumplings “偃月饺” or “crescent dumplings”.

Ye Hong listened, but his eyes unconsciously stayed on his mother. He was full, so he quietly watched her chewing slowly and carefully, as if she was watching something interesting. Ye Wanqing raised her head and saw her son’s gaze on her. She smiled gently and said, “Are you full?”

Ye Hong nodded slightly and turned his eyes away a little. After a while, he finally shifted his gaze back to his mother.

Just now she was watching him eat, but now the situation has changed.

After dinner, everyone went about their own business. Ye Hong took the initiative to wash the dishes. It was not yet dark and it was too early to go to bed, so he sat in the corridor and daydreamed for a while.

At this moment, Yu’er quietly slipped back to his side, found him, and said pitifully, “My milk is swollen~” She looked like she was acting like a spoiled child.

Ye Hong was slightly stunned, then he couldn’t help laughing, “Senior~” There was a hint of doting in his voice, and he picked her up in a princess hug, held her hand, and said very considerately: “Should we change places?”

The reason why I asked this is that I feel that the Ancestral Hall is a quiet place dedicated to the ancestors, and everything that happens in this vicinity should not be hidden from the eyes and ears of the master.

Yu’er looked at him, bit her lip, shook her head, and said, “That’s not necessary, let’s just go up the mountain.”