"Okay, I'll decorate more. They are a family of three."
Shen Qingli waved his hand and let him do as he pleased.
Meng Xiao carried a large bowl full of food and walked steadily. Zhengwu was smoking at the door. "Meng Xiao?"
"My wife made some soup and asked me to serve it to you and the children."
Although Yao Shichang was in his forties, he and Meng Xiao had always had a good relationship in the group. Knowing Meng Xiao's temper, he didn't refuse him.
After Meng Xiao left, the couple looked at the big bowl of meat and soup, wondering how to make up for it for the young couple in the future.
Isn't that how people are? A relationship lasts only when there's give and take.
Shen Qingli waited for Meng Xiao to come back before picking up the chopsticks and starting to eat. Meng Xiao was reluctant at first and refused to drink it, but after taking a sip, it was already his third bowl.
"Is it delicious? Did I lie to you?" Shen Qingli asked jokingly as he saw him drinking enthusiastically.
"It tastes good. Whatever my wife says is right."
Meng Xiao hadn't expected the soup made from those two ingredients to be so delicious. The chicken was fresh and tender, the pork belly crispy without being fishy, and the peppery flavor blended perfectly with the soup base. Not bad, not bad.
"I didn't think about it during the Chinese New Year, so next time we go back, we'll make it for our family. It's light, delicious, and nutritious, good for both the stomach and the body.
And Sang Yuan, who has been bringing me meals for a while now, and Brother Mingchuan, that incident affected his future, and I've always felt bad about it. I don't know how to make it up to him, so let's ask them to come to my house for dinner some other day."
Shen Qingli had no family in her previous life, so she especially cherishes the hard-earned family affection and love.
She especially cherishes the kindness shown to her by others.
"Okay, whatever you say."
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