[2] Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 352: The 12th Year

Su Xiaoling laughed and said gently, "Alright, I heard it. The gods also heard it."

With that, Su Xiaoling pinched Su Xiaolu's cheek. "Alright, sleep. Sweet dreams."

With that, Su Xiaoling patted Su Xiaolu gently, just like when she was young.

Su Xiaolu was also sleepy and quickly fell asleep.

December 30th, New Year's Eve.

The family woke up early and went into the kitchen to knead bread buns together.

They chatted and laughed as they wrapped the buns into various shapes and sizes.

Su Sanlang and Madam Zhao sat by the stove and started the fire, looking at the children gently.

Looking at Su Chong, Madam Zhao sighed lightly. They still did not know which girl Su Chong liked.

If they asked, he would either avoid answering or leave.

Madam Zhao could not do anything to him.

If she asked Su Hua and Zhou Heng, they would also play dumb. Madam Zhao was really at her wit's end.

As for Su Xiaoling, she was not satisfied with many portraits. Madam Zhao was at her wit's end again.

Su Sanlang knew every look in Madam Zhao's eyes. He gently patted the back of Madam Zhao's hand, his gaze gentle and comforting.

Madam Zhao understood Su Sanlang's gaze. She smiled helplessly.

The couple did not say anything, but they communicated silently.

After Su Chong, Su Hua, Zhou Heng, Su Xiaolu, and Su Xiaoling wrapped the buns properly, they became playful and used the remaining dough to seriously wrap their favorite buns.

Su Xiaolu wanted to make a chubby little piggy.

However, reality was cruel. She did not create any piglets. There was only an ugly and big fat pig. She tore the skin in the east and tore it to nourish it a little.

Su Chong also carefully pinched the bun into the shape of a lamb. Although it did not look good, it was much better than Su Xiaolu's.

Su Xiaoling pinched them. Be it the little tiger or the kitten, they were all very good-looking.

Zhou Heng's also looked good.

Su Xiaolu looked at Zhou Heng and could not help but roll her eyes. "Third Brother, why are you pinching the same as Sister? Don't you have any original ideas? Why don't you pinch a cute little pig?"

The piglet in Su Xiaoling's hand took shape. She reached out to Su Xiaolu and said, "Xiaolu, for you."

Su Xiaolu looked at the really chubby and cute little piggy and smiled happily. "Thank you, Sister. You're the best to me."

Zhou Heng smiled and took the dough. He imitated Su Xiaoling's piglet and made one for Su Xiaolu. He was gentle and doting. "Here, I'll give you one too. Are you happy now?"

Zhou Heng's mold was similar to Su Xiaoling's. The two piglets leaned against each other and looked cute.

Su Xiaolu pursed her lips. "Just averagely happy."

The buns were almost wrapped up and steamed.

They went to wash their hands.

Su Chong and Su Hua scooped water and washed their hands with Su Xiaolu. Su Chong called Su Xiaolu to practice swordsmanship.