"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!"
Liu Yue'e shouted, wearing an apron.
The group arrived at the dining table, which was now laden with delicious dishes. Several of the dishes, which Shen Fang could tell were made by his mother, included poached chicken, blanched bok choy, braised pork horn with peanuts, and eight-treasure rice.
He's tired of all four dishes.
Aunt Chen makes authentic Hubei cuisine: dry pot chicken, dry pot duck, stir-fried vegetables, and a huge beef and lotus root hot pot, the broth covered in red oil, looking very appetizing. She also made a big pot of sweet fermented rice soup with meatballs.
Ye Daying opened the wine jar, and a rich aroma of white wine and rice filled the entire room.
Dad's mouth watered at the smell.
"Just the smell alone tells you it's good wine."
"It smells so good." Liu Qianqian nudged the nose; the aroma was indeed very strong.
"It smells so good! Just smelling it makes me want to smell it."
Ye Daying laughed loudly: "Come on, everyone, have a taste."
Ye Daying filled everyone's cups.
Little Liu Qianqian also took a small sip. It smelled so good that she wanted to taste what it was like. Shen Fang pinched Liu Qianqian's little face.
"Just a little bit is enough. It smells good, but you probably won't like it."
Liu Qianqian couldn't wait to pour it into her mouth, but she choked immediately.
Her face immediately turned bright red, which was quite adorable.
Shen Fang laughed loudly: "It doesn't taste good, does it?"
Liu Qianqian pouted.
"It tastes terrible. It smells so good, how can it taste so bad?"
Liu Yue'e quickly poured Liu Qianqian a glass of orange juice.
Liu Qianqian rinsed her mouth.
Chen Fang picked up his wine glass.
"Come on, let's have a drink and try the good wine that Brother Ye brought."
Everyone raised their glasses, and Dad Shen downed his baby's drink in one gulp.
"Wow, good wine, smooth on the palate. Excellent wine!!!"
Liu Yue'e rolled her eyes at Chen's father.
"You won't drink less, you drink half a glass in one gulp. With your low alcohol tolerance, how do you expect to get drunk?"
Mr. Chen chuckled awkwardly, "This is a rare find, so I'll have a few more. Honey, please give me some face."
"Mom, it's almost Chinese New Year, so please don't worry about Dad."
Liu Yue'e glared at Shen's father. On their first meeting, he was already indulging in alcohol; what if he got drunk? His daughters-in-law might think he was an alcoholic. That would be embarrassing.
Dad picked up his wine glass.
"Teacher Wang, let's have a drink! This is our first meeting, so let's have a toast. When you come to Guangzhou in the future, you must come and visit me. I'll show you around and let you try our local delicacies."
Wang Gang smiled and raised his glass: "Brother, let's have a drink."
"Let's have one."
The two drank a toast.
Dad poured a full glass of water, and it looked like Zhang Yimou's.
"Director Zhang, you are an idol in the hearts of our generation. I am so glad to meet you today thanks to my son. I would like to toast you."
Zhang Yimou quickly waved his hand: "You're too kind, I'll toast you."
The two drank another cup.
Although Ye Daying, Chen Daoming, Little Ma, and Zeng Liqing all drank a glass in turn, Liu Yue'e couldn't stand it anymore. It was like they were going to have a round of drinking. They had only been at the table for 5 minutes, and they were about to leave.
Give your son a look.
"Dad, eat some food first. Goodness, you're definitely going to get drunk later."
At this point, Shen's father had already taken off his outer clothes, and his character was turning red.
"It's alright, come on, Qianqian, Linlin, Bingbing, let me toast you. It's our first meeting, and I'm not very good with words, unlike your aunt who's so eloquent. I'm very satisfied with you all and I like you very much. Please be understanding if Shenfang does anything wrong in the future. Thank you all. You brat, if you dare to bully you, just tell me. I'll stand up for you."
Liu Qianqian, Chen Huilin, and Fan Xiaopang quickly stood up. Today, when Shen's father came, he barely spoke to them, which made them feel very uneasy. Now that he had said such a thing, the three of them were very excited.
Shen Fang couldn't help but sigh. It was already quite remarkable that his father could say such things; it seemed he was quite satisfied.
After a few drinks, Shen's father got drunk and started hugging Wang Gang's neck, laughing loudly and saying nonsensical things. Liu Yue'e couldn't stand it anymore.
“Son, let Xiao Kun take him away. What kind of behavior is that? It’s shameful.”
Shen Fang chuckled. He was in a good mood and had drunk too much because he was craving wine. However, he didn't feel ashamed. On the contrary, he was quite happy. He was just worried that his parents would be too shy to relax since they had just arrived.
The two escorted Mr. Shen into his bedroom.
Everyone then toasted and drank, having a great time.
After lunch, assistant Ah Ling picked up Kelly Chen. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. The reason she was able to have this meal today is because Kelly Chen is a Hong Kong and Taiwan artist. Rumor has it that the production team can't interfere too much. She is also a mainland artist. For the last month, she will be on CCTV for everything.
In the afternoon, Liu Qianqian, Fan Xiaopang, and Shen Lanlan accompanied Liu Yue'e to buy clothes, while Shen Fang dragged Xiao Ma Ge, Ye Daying, Zhang Guoli, Wang Gang, and others to play cards and build a Great Wall.
"Uncle Zhang, how are the commercial performances going lately?"
"Seven articles."
"Huang Bin is a capable man. He takes on a lot of work and his schedule is always packed. If it weren't for the upcoming Chinese New Year, I would be so busy that I wouldn't have a moment to breathe."
"Eighty thousand? Indeed, Xiao Huang has a wide network of connections. Recently, Lao Zhang and I have been doing commercial performances in Guangzhou, Shenzhen, and Shanghai, and we've made quite a bit of money. It's just a bit tiring, being a director and rushing around all day," Wang Gang said with a smile.
"Uh, Huang Bin also got me two endorsement deals, and I don't know whether to accept them or not," Zhang Yimou said speechlessly.
He's a director, not an actor, so I don't know what Huang Bin was thinking when he gave him two endorsements.
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