It's not as interesting as chatting with four people at the table.

When talking about buying New Year's goods in Yushan, Liang Xinyu talked incessantly. Many of the things were the first time for her, and she was very excited when talking about them.

Cooking sheep and cattle and making pot-shaped dishes are scenes that can never be seen in old movies and TV dramas, but they can be seen in reality.

"No wonder no one watches TV shows these days. Just look at reality and compare it to those TV shows, and you'll see how huge the gap is. It's as if there are no poor people in the world," Liang Xinyun added. "Last time we went to the market, those fried pancakes were only one yuan each. Who would have thought prices would be this high now? Even a simple breakfast out costs over ten yuan."

"Who says not?" Liu Xiangru also said, "I like to cook everything at home and try not to eat out. I make all the braised meat, pig's trotters, duck products, and cold dishes myself. I also prepare everything for Momo, so that she and Han Chen don't have to run out to eat when they feel craving."

"Hehe," Zhou Mo smiled happily, "Mom, you're the best."

"You always say nice things," Liu Xiangru glanced at her gently.

Seeing that the meal for four people was over, Zhou Mo said hello, ran to the bedroom and called Han Chen.

Of course, she was in the habit of sending a message before making a call, asking if it was convenient for him to answer the phone.

If there is no reply to the message, it is possible that Han Chen is busy or has taken a break.

If he replied, Zhou Mo would call again.

After sending the message, I waited for a while. I thought Han Chen would not reply, but unexpectedly, Han Chen called me directly.

Zhou Mo was a little surprised and quickly answered the call.

"Aren't you busy? Why are you calling me directly?"

"It's not busy. There aren't many patients today," Han Chen said. "The patients also want to celebrate the New Year. Those who can be discharged have already been discharged before the New Year."

"I'm glad you're not busy," Zhou Mo asked, "What are you having for dinner?"

"The hospital distributed a special working meal to the staff on duty, which included four dishes and one soup. It tasted pretty good."

“Are there any dumplings?”

"have."

"I knew it," Zhou Mo asked, "What kind of filling is it?"

"The vegetarian and pork ones taste just average, not as good as the ones I make at home."

"Of course. My mom is an expert at making dumplings. Your palate has become more refined. Before, you couldn't really tell what was delicious and what wasn't."

"I can't help it, my mother-in-law is such a great cook."

"I'm going to record what you said and let my mother know that it's not just her daughter who's flattering her, but also her son-in-law."

Han Chen laughed lightly, "How about you guys? What did you eat?"

"Oh, I forgot to send you the photo. I'll send it to you now."

Zhou Mo quickly sent Han Chen a few photos taken during the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Han Chen clicked on it casually, "Ten dishes, really rich."

Zhou Mo: "Well, usually our family of three only cooks six dishes. This year we made ten. Our custom is that the number of dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner is twice the number of people eating."

Han Chen: "Is there such a thing?"

Zhou Mo: "Of course, the dishes for Chinese New Year must be an even number, so that's the rule."

Han Chen: "Is it for good luck?"

Zhou Mo: "Yeah, good things come in pairs."

Han Chen: "This is the first time I feel so bored on duty. I really want to go home."

Zhou Mo: "Don't be discouraged, you have to be on duty not only today but also tomorrow."

Han Chen smiled helplessly, "You are really my good wife. All the words you said are heartbreaking."

Zhou Mo laughed and said, "Don't worry, when you come back tomorrow night, there will be delicious food to eat. My parents have saved some for you and will even cook a whole table for you."

Han Chen: "They still love me."

Zhou Mo snorted, "What do you mean, I don't hurt you, right?"

Han Chen: "No, how dare I, you are my wife, you love me the most."

Zhou Mo: "Do you have the Spring Festival Gala in your duty room?"

Han Chen: "No."

Zhou Mo: "Forget it, it's not that good anyway. None of the skits this year are interesting."

Han Chen: "I never really watch it."

Zhou Mo: "Then you also understand 'take a few steps if you're not sick'?"

Han Chen: "That's classic, different."

Zhou Mo: "Can you rest tonight? Why don't you take a nap first?"

Han Chen: "I'm not sleepy. I want to talk to you."

Zhou Mo: "I'll be back tomorrow. Besides, we see each other every day. If there's anything we can't talk about, let's talk."

Han Chen: "Today is different, I just want to talk to you."

"Well—what do you want to say?" Zhou Mo asked.

Han Chen pondered for a moment. "I forgot to tell you, there's good news from Lu Zhishu. The cooperation with INLINA has been very successful. Lu Yaocheng is going to make additional investments, and there will be even larger companies that will cooperate with Zhifan in the future. This venture may yield unexpected rewards."

Zhou Mo: "Really? That's great. After all the suffering Chen Pan endured, there was finally a good outcome. Everything should go smoothly for Lu Zhishu from now on, right?"

Han Chen: "Almost. Lu Yaocheng is very optimistic about Zhifan's development. His investment projects have also jumped from B-level to A-level within RG, and may even reach S-level in the future. RG has always been very accurate in its assessment of its investment projects. A-level projects can generate millions in profit, and S-level projects can generate tens of millions. I was chatting with Lu Zhishu the other day, and he also said that his goal is to achieve S+++++."

Zhou Mo laughed and said, "You're so greedy. You should get to S-rank first."

Han Chen: "I hope his ambition can be realized. Then... I can at least be considered a multi-millionaire, and you can be the wife of a multi-millionaire."

Zhou Mo was overjoyed, "I actually hope that you are the husband of a multi-millionaire."

Han Chen: "Okay, then all the profits from Zhifan will belong to you, and I will be the husband of a multi-millionaire."

The two chatted for a while, and Han Chen suddenly greeted someone on the other end of the phone.

Zhou Mo heard the sound of a door closing from the receiver, perhaps the man had left.

She asked, "Who is it? Ling Yuebin?"

Han Chen: "No, Duan Feng."

Zhou Mo: "Is he on duty too?"

Han Chen: "Yeah, he swapped shifts with someone else. He seems to be going back home in a few days."

Zhou Mo was surprised: "Are you going home with Ding Ning to recognize your relatives?"

Han Chen: "That's not clear."

Zhou Mo: "I guess so. I don't know how Xiao Ding handled it. I heard from Zhao Xiaoshuang earlier that Duan Feng seemed unwilling to go home with Ding Ning to recognize his relatives."

Han Chen: "I heard that the day before yesterday, Ding Ning went to the Orthopedics Department 3 to bring food to Duan Feng. The colleagues in the Orthopedics Department 3 teased Duan Feng, saying that his girlfriend came to see him, but he didn't explain."

Zhou Mo: "Huh? Aren't they brother and sister?"

Han Chen: "It seems that it is not that simple."

Zhou Mo was puzzled: "Xiao Ding would never lie. She couldn't possibly lie to us. She said herself that Duan Feng was her long-lost brother."

Han Chen: "We are not her family, and we don't know anything about the situation. Who can say for sure whether it is true or not? If they are really related, Duan Feng would never tolerate those people's ridicule."