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,

to thank him, to say her

her mother, she bit her lip and held back what she was about to say. For the first

spilled mound of minced meat, "Onion beef filling? Indeed, it’s a

Lu ready to pick up the spilled minced meat to throw it in the trash, he quickly grabbed her hand, "Don’t dirty your hands, I’ll take care

curled, instinctively wanting to pull away, but she resisted, offering

calmly watching her,

he nodded towards the bedroom and said,

wait to eat?"

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

"Alrighty," responded Su Lu.

bedroom and, looking at herself in the mirror, her smile slowly faded.

Still feeling uneasy.

maybe one day, she would feel comfortable,

"Mom! Hurry up! Let’s see who

Su Lu replied to the outside voice, bent down, and

was a very peaceful and leisurely

sit down to wrap some with her and Zhao Xiaole, then he’d get up again to roll

of them wrapped a tableful of dumplings. When they cooked and ate them, it was easy

apart, turning into something like

were either overstuffed or underfilled. On the other hand, Qiao Li’s were all perfectly made with a

were not polite 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 the

and quietly suggested, "Mom, why

Lu laughed uncontrollably, "You really are your uncle’s

they finished eating, Qiao Li went to wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen, and Su Lu delivered dumplings to Su Zhe. Su Zhe hadn’t slept well, so

that the cooked ones wouldn’t keep well, and that it was better

didn’t say much, continuing his

from delivering the dumplings, Qiao Li had already finished

walked in, the two, one big and