Meng Xiaoya and Xiao Xingyu both enthusiastically offered to help in the kitchen, but Zhang Moyan declined. Several hot dishes were already prepared; they only needed to be heated up and served. It was very simple.
But even so, she couldn't help but be nervous in this situation. In her haste, the lid of the pot fell off once, and the loud sound of gongs and drums made her want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
After the two pairs of old and young sat down on either side of the table, Zhang Moyan felt even more hesitant and fearful.
The aura of this family of three is stronger than the other. Given her current state of mind, she was already nervous to death entertaining Xiao Xingyu alone, and now there are three of them. She is really going to be killed in a minute!
Xiao Xingyu had thoughtfully poured red wine for everyone. Zhang Moyan was really glad that the wine glasses were forced to be bought in sets of four yesterday, otherwise she would have been in the embarrassing situation of drinking red wine from a teacup by now.
"Mo Yan," Meng Xiaoya picked up the wine glass with her slender fingers and smiled gently, "Thank you for remembering Xingyu's birthday. To be honest, if I hadn't happened to talk to Xingyu about something this morning, I would have forgotten such an important date! His father is the same. We are both really confused in our old age. So thank you for remembering his birthday and preparing a sumptuous dinner for him."
"Yeah, we're so remiss!" Xiao Weizhou also raised his glass and said with deep emotion, "I haven't celebrated Xingyu's birthday in years, and I almost missed it this year even though I was around! As soon as Yaya notified me, I went to book a restaurant, but Shenhai is really different from Ruzhou. I couldn't get a table even after making several calls."
"It's hard to make a reservation at the last minute," Meng Xiaoya agreed, then turned to Zhang Moyan and said, "So our first glass of wine today should be in your honor. Thank you for your concern and care for Xingyu, and for making up for our absence."
"Uncle and aunt, you are talking too seriously!" Zhang Moyan picked up the cup with trepidation, his shoulders straightened stiffly. "A child's birthday is the mother's suffering day. Aunt, this glass of wine should be toasted to you. Isn't it, Xingyu..."
Zhang Moyan turned her head to ask for help, only to find that Xiao Xingyu seemed to have been looking at her all the time. His deep eyebrows reflected the bright light, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his lips, making people feel like they were in a dream.
His skin seemed to be a little tanned, but just right, making his features more three-dimensional.
Zhang Moyan looked away. Oh no, she didn't dare to look him in the eye!
"Of course," Xiao Xingyu said with a smile, holding up his wine glass with both hands, like a typical filial son and grandson. "Thank you, mother, for enduring so much hardship 29 years ago today to bring me into this world. Since then, I have been able to have such a wonderful and happy life!"
He said the last half of the sentence and looked at Zhang Moyan with a smile in his eyes. Zhang Moyan felt extremely guilty and hurriedly avoided his eyes.
The four of them drank the reunion wine, and Meng Xiaoya's eyes were moist. Without wanting to be pretentious, she picked up her chopsticks and suggested, "Let's eat and try Mo Yan's cooking! Wow, this is Ruzhou stew. I haven't had it in a long time. It looks very authentic!"
"Then Auntie, please try it." Zhang Moyan suddenly felt as awkward as a candidate being tested, very nervous.
Fortunately, Meng Xiaoya would only praise the scene and urged the two men to try it quickly. She also tasted every dish herself.
"Xingyu, is it delicious?" Meng Xiaoya asked Xiao Xingyu expectantly with her chopsticks held up, as if these dishes were cooked by her.
"Auntie..." Zhang Moyan's forehead was covered with sweat. She didn't want to be in such a situation where people were forced to praise her.
Xiao Xingyu praised it generously: "It's really delicious!"
Meng Xiaoya agreed wholeheartedly: "I think so too. Let me tell you, food made with love is just different."
Zhang Moyan was about to fall apart.
"Xingyu," Xiao Weizhou also joined in the fun, "Xiao Zhang prepared dinner for you so carefully, didn't you prepare something for him as a reward? He worked so hard to prepare this table of food."
"Ah, no, it's not hard at all," Zhang Moyan's cigarette butt jumped and said awkwardly, "These meals are just ordinary." This was true, the focus today wasn't on eating...
"Of course!" Xiao Xingyu said proudly, "Thank goodness I prepared it, otherwise I wouldn't be looked down upon by you two elders."
He stood up, took two steps, and fetched a black square box from the side. He sat down again and handed it to Zhang Moyan. He said gently, "Moyan, this is for you." Suddenly, without warning, he kissed her on the cheek, "Thank you for your hard work!"
Zhang Moyan was stunned. Her parents were present. This behavior was too Western!
But thinking about the hot outfit she was wearing when she opened the door just now, it would be useless for her to remain dignified now. In the eyes of Xiao Xingyu's parents, she was probably no longer a serious person.
I quickly looked away from the device in my hand, only to see a logo I'd only seen online before. I exclaimed in surprise, "fabelle!"
Xiao Xingyu introduced it with understanding: "Gold foil truffle chocolate."
Zhang Moyan's chest pounded, and he said in disbelief, "Is this true?"
Xiao Xingyu held his chin and nodded vigorously.
"Is that even decent?" Ms. Meng scoffed, confused. "Xingyu, are you kidding me? You're giving me a box of food after meeting me after such a long time? Are you having financial problems lately?"
"Auntie, you don't know, this chocolate is extremely precious!" Zhang Moyan couldn't help but jump out to explain, as if to protect her. "This chocolate is a Guinness World Record-breakingly expensive variety. It's made with luxurious ingredients, including Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee from 2,256 meters above sea level, hand-selected Belgian white chocolate, Italian Piedmont hazelnuts, and even 5g of edible gold foil mixed in. Xingyu," Zhang Moyan asked Xiao Xingyu in amazement, "This chocolate is no longer in production. How could you buy it?"
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