285: Can we make dumplings together?

Can we make dumplings together?

Of course, Xi Ting and Qin Yan's main purpose was not to confiscate the red packets that belonged to the little guy but to educate him.1

These red packets, to put it bluntly, were actually money. They didn't want the little guy to form the habit of spending lavishly from having so much money at such a young age.

Qin Yan sighed lightly, "Darling, actually, daddy doesn't want to take all of your new year's money. It's just that daddy thinks that this money should be saved. When you grow up and when you need to go out and buy things, wouldn't it be better to use the money then? Look at the money in your hands now. There's so much money. How do you plan to spend it?"

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, "Save it? Sister Yan, do you mean daddy will save the money for me? You guys won't take them?"

Qin Yan gently patted his head and said with a laugh, "This new year's money is given to you by your family. It's your personal property. Daddy doesn't have the right to take your money away."

"However, you are still young, and this money is too much for you at your age. Therefore, daddy will save them for you for now. When you grow up and know how to spend money wisely, he will return them to you."

Qin Yan spoke on behalf of Xi Ting as the latter won't explain these things to the little bun and would just take his money away.

The little guy although more mature and intelligent than the kids of his age, was still a child. So handing over the red packets would make him upset. But now that Qin Yan had explained everything, he obediently handed over the money to Xi Ting.

Xi Ting and Qin Yan did not mention the matter of the red envelope anymore.

But the others realized their mistakes. They understood that they had gone overboard. If they gave them too much money, the child might gain vanity, comparing the money with others. That was not a good thing.

Giving red packets was a new year tradition. The money didn't matter. It was a good intention that counted.

Old Master Xi and Old Lady Xi were very happy with Qin Yan. The manner in which she explained everything to the little guy impressed them. Moreover, seeing their beloved great-grandson getting along so well with Qin Yan also relieved the worries in their hearts.

On the other hand, Father Xi and Mother Xi did not look so happy. Mother Xi had told her husband about Qin Yan's relationship with her family. Father Xi also gave much importance to the filial pity of the children.

So the little guy being so close to Qin Yan was quite a disadvantage for them.

After a while, Father Xi and Mother Xi decided to talk to their son and thus Xi Ting was called into the study room.

"Ah Ting, are you staying with Qin Yan right now?" Mother Xi tried to ask casually.

"Nope," Xi Ting replied.

Mother Xi was expecting that answer. She knew that with her son's personality, they would not progress very quickly. With the way her son was, even if they were in a relationship now, it might take a very long time to really be together with the girl…

Father Xi then asked, "Xi Ting, are you aware of Qin Yan's family and her relations with her family?"

"Yes, I am aware."

"Then don't you think that this girl is not good enough to be the future madam of Xi family?" Father Xi asked with a straight face.

"I think she's good enough for me."

Mother Xi appeared helpless, "Ah Ting, there are so many beautiful and outstanding girls, why must it be her?"

She used to think that her son did not like women, but since she was now sure that he actually did, why could it not be other more outstanding girls, someone more worthy of him?

"Which part of Mianmian isn't better than her?" Father Xi was unhappy.

Xi Ting stood up and adjusted his sleeves and was preparing to leave, but before he stepped out, he stopped to say in a serious tone, "She is the only girl that can give me a hard-on."

Father Xi and Mother Xi were speechless. As they stayed silent, Xi Ting turned around and added, "If you want more grandchildren in the future, please treat your grandchild's future mother better."

He then walked away, leaving the shocked old couple behind…

After a while, the old couple came back to their senses.

"That…that brat! Did he really just talk to his parents like that?" Mother Xi was very annoyed, then she nervously glanced at Xi Tianhao. "Tianhao…do you think Xi Ting was serious?"

"How would I know!?" Father Xi was speechless.

"I think that it's really possible…if not why would your son be this loyal to that woman…?"

Xi Tianhao's expression darkened and he remained silent. If it was Xi Jung who had said that, he would have slapped him, but this came from his eldest son and judging from what happened in these recent months, it might be true…

Their son didn't allow any woman to come near him except Qin Yan. He might have some problems related to that aspect.

Mother Xi suddenly thought of something excitedly and paced around the room, "Ah, a grandchild…it'd be nice to have a granddaughter! That girl looks quite pretty…her daughter would be really pretty as well…then, our little grandson wouldn't be alone anymore…"

Father Xi grumbled as he heard Mother Xi mumbling to herself, "What are you thinking about?"

Although he sounded angry about the proposition of Qin Yan becoming his grandkids' mother, he was looking forward to it himself as well. He did not have a daughter and his sons were all worrisome, so if he could have a cute granddaughter…

No way! Stop it! He was not going to fall into that brat's trap!

Nevertheless, Xi Ting's tactic was effective. The seed of the image of the granddaughter was already planted in their minds…

Ah, a cute granddaughter…

*

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sound of firecrackers crackling could be heard nearby.

This was to tell everyone that it was the new year!

Soon after, the sound of firecrackers continued to ring out.

It was the New Year. Everything was done. Now, everyone was busy with food.

At this moment, Grandma Xi came out with a basin of stuffing and said with a smile, "Yan Yan, we have made some dumplings for you. I have made some chive fillings. What other fillings do you like?"

Before Qin Yan could respond, Xi Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over. He asked with a smile, "Great-Grandma, will we make dumplings this year?"

"Of course Bao Bao. It is our culture to make dumplings on new year," Grandma Xi responded with a smile.

At this time, Qin Yan walked over and said, "Old Madam, you don't have to specially make dumplings for me. I will just eat whatever is cooked."

Grandma Xi immediately disapproved and said, "No, we can't do that. Yan Yan, do you have any dumpling fillings you like? Don't be embarrassed. I'm your grandma now. Just tell me what you want to eat."

Qin Yan's eyes lit up. Obviously she loved dumplings but was embarrassed to ask for special ones. But now that Grandma Xi had asked, she immediately responded, "I would love mushroom, lamb, and beef dumplings."

Grandma Xi smiled and replied, "Okay, I'll get it prepared for you now!" Then, she immediately instructed Aunt Chen, "Hurry up and roll out the dumplings! Aunt Zhang is already kneading the dough, and it's almost done."

Qin Yan interrupted Grandma Xi, "Old Madam, can we roll the dumplings ourselves?"

Hearing Qin Yan, the rest of the family was stunned. Every year, Aunt Chen would prepare the dumplings and they would be responsible to eat the dumplings. Father Xi and Xi Ting looked at each other. They had never prepared any dumplings before this.

"Of course, we can do that. It is a great idea Yan Yan," Grandma Xi gave the permission to make the dumplings themselves.

Then, Qin Yan took the bowl from Grandma Xi's hand and carried it along with a rolling pin to the living room.

When they arrived in the living room, they saw that Aunt Zhang had already kneaded a large dough and was carrying it into the living room from the kitchen.

Grandma Xi then instructed everyone to help out in making the dumplings. Other than Grandpa Xi who was out greeting the neighbours, the rest of the family gathered in the living room, some willingly while some unwillingly.

Qin Yan knew how to roll out the dough. When she wanted to eat dumplings when she was young, she made them herself. Thus, she rolled a few pieces of dough quickly.

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