Spoil My Errant Wife (Patrick and Christina) novel Chapter 137

On the Dragon Boat Festival in the Hopkinses.

In fact, it was no different from ordinary people celebrating the festival.

The family reunited to have a big meal together.

And it meant just to have some rice dumpling symbolically...

But compared to previous years, it was indeed somewhat different.

"Christina, what kind of rice dumpling is this? Why is it round?"

Charles's parents had recently traveled abroad.

Mr.Shepherd spent the holiday alone desolately, so he came to the Hopkinses to have fun.

Charles stared at a round rice dumpling in his hand and pondered for a long time.He was quite shocked.

"You made this.Is it edible?"

"I didn't force you to eat it!"

Christina blushed and yelled at him angrily.

She wouldn't tell them that she originally wanted to make the traditional triangular pyramid rice dumpling.

But somehow, she pinched it so hard that it became flat.

Looking at the lump of glutinous rice in her hand, Christina finally decided to round it up so that it could at least be in a shape.

"This is the ugliest rice dumpling I've ever seen" Charles couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Charles, what are you laughing at? It's very meaningful” Christina glared at him.

"What? Its meaning? hahaha..."

Charles laughed even more arrogantly.

"These rice dumpling are made of red beans, pickled meat, salted eggs and sauce...They're traditional salty rice dumpling in southern China."

Nanny Faang walked over with some fruits, chuckling.

"Young Madam Patrick has studied these for a long time, and she said that they were gifts for Young Master Patrick for the Dragon Boat Festival."

Glancing at her mischievously, Charles sighed, "Christina, you have such a bad taste.How dare you give this kind of thing to Patrick? Don't set your Wechat name Invincible Tina anymore.Just change it to Invincible Cheeky..."

Christina's face darkened.

"Charles, you bastard.How dare you say that!"

Immediately, she grabbed one of her own rice dumpling from the table and smashed it at him.

"What are you laughing at?"

At the door of the living room of the Hopkinses's Main Residence, several figures slowly walked in.

From afar, people could vaguely hear their noise and laughter.

However, a familiar low voice suddenly asked in a complicated tone.

Christina and Charles turned around simultaneously.

Seeing that Patrick strode towards them, Christina restrained herself a little and awkwardly put the rice dumpling back on the table.