The evening deepened.
Outside, the wind had begun howling at some point, howling as it carried a din, and lights flickered on in every household as people sought the warm indoors to prepare dinner.
Xu Wenbin's underfloor heating was very powerful, far more so than the radiators at Xu Qing's place, making even wearing a sweater feel hot.
"Aren't you going to help out?"
"The room is so small, there's no place for me."
The two women wrapped and boiled dumplings in the kitchen, busy at work, while the breadwinners of the family loitered idly, holding tea cups and strolling between the living room and study. Xu Qing eagerly awaited the dumplings to be ready, rushing over to help with serving bowls and pouring the vinegar as soon as they were done.
"Delicious, truly delicious!"
This guy, spotting barely a few burst dumplings in the pot, complimented Jiang He with a thumbs-up while proclaiming their deliciousness.
"Can dumplings even smell delicious?"
