Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 287: Chapter 287 Partial Overlap

After hanging up the phone, Su Lu also fell asleep, thankfully not returning to that frantic nightmare.

She slept comfortably until ten in the morning when she was startled awake by a noise from outside.

"Clang!" A sound.

Su Lu’s eyes snapped open in alarm, "What’s going on?"

She quickly got out of bed and went to see what was happening.

There she saw Zhao Xiaole, looking guilty as he stood in the dining room, staring blankly at the stainless steel bowl on the floor.

Most of the contents from the stainless steel bowl had spilled out—it looked like minced meat...

"I’m sorry..." Zhao Xiaole said softly, "I spilled the minced meat, it wasn’t intentional."

Behind him came Uncle Qiao’s gentle, urgent voice from the kitchen; he quickly came out, "It’s okay, it’s okay! Are you hurt anywhere? The bowl is heavy, Uncle could have taken it."

"I just wanted to help out." Zhao Xiaole said quietly.

"It’s no problem, there’s still more than half left, that’s enough. I had prepared extra minced meat anyway, planning to make a meat pie with the leftovers for you to eat after we finished making the dumplings. Now you won’t be able to eat the meat pie," Uncle Qiao said, smiling as he tousled Zhao Xiaole’s hair.

"It’s okay, I don’t really like meat pies!" Zhao Xiaole said, smiling, then remembered, "Ah! Mom is sleeping."

As he looked up, he saw Su Lu standing at the bedroom door, his eyes lighting up, "Su Xiaolu, you’re awake!"

"Yeah, with all this commotion, how could I not be," said Su Lu, with not a hint of blame in her voice, smiling, "Be more careful in the future, eh? Such a heavy bowl—if it spilled, not only is it a waste, but what if it falls on your foot?"

"I know my mistake, I’ll be careful next time," Zhao Xiaole obediently responded.

Su Lu patted his head and looked towards Uncle Qiao, "Why are you here? You should rest more."

"Xiao Le said he wanted to eat the dumplings his grandma makes. When I used to visit you in Beijing, I was lucky enough to have Aunt Zhao’s dumplings a few times and also helped her out, so I thought I’d give it a try," Uncle Qiao explained.

blue cardigan and a grey apron, the cardigan loose and soft, the neckline slightly open, conveying a sense

to thank him, to

held back what she was about to

minced meat, "Onion beef filling? Indeed, it’s a flavor Zhao

nodded with a smile. As he saw Su Lu ready to pick up the spilled minced meat to throw

curled, instinctively wanting to pull away, but she resisted, offering a smile, "Is there

Qiao’s gaze was tender, calmly

the bedroom

then just wait to eat?" Su

at her with a smile, "Wishful thinking. Then come out and help make dumplings. With such a big bowl of filling, it would take forever if only Zhao Xiaole and I were to wrap them. Later we also need to send some

"Alrighty," responded Su Lu.

looking at herself in the mirror, her smile slowly faded. She took a deep breath

Still feeling uneasy.

one day, she

voice of Zhao Xiaole, "Mom! Hurry up! Let’s see who can wrap

Lu replied to the outside voice, bent down, and splashed water

it was a very

out the dumpling wrappers very fast. After making a pile, he’d sit down to wrap some with

of dumplings. When they cooked and ate

dumplings all fell apart, turning

all perfectly made with a lot

at all. After cooking them, they didn’t bother to show any support for their own dumplings, their chopsticks and spoons were only pointed at

he blinked his eyes and quietly suggested, "Mom, why

really

up the kitchen, and Su Lu delivered dumplings to Su Zhe. Su Zhe hadn’t slept well, so he was making up for it. He came out lazily upon seeing the dumplings

ones wouldn’t keep well, and that it was better to cook them

didn’t say much, continuing his

the dumplings, Qiao Li had already finished cleaning up and was sitting on the couch playing video games with

one big and one small, turned their heads in unison to look