A sudden noise came from the kitchen. Li Xiaoxuan quickly pushed herself up from Zhang Yang's chest and sat upright, putting on an innocent expression.
In the kitchen, the couple came out pretending they had seen nothing.
"Come on, dinner's ready."
As they warmly called out to them, they carried dish after dish to the table.
During the New Year, every household kept plenty of ingredients stocked up, so tonight's dinner was naturally lavish. There were all sorts of local Yinghai specialties, along with a huge platter of steamed golden hairy crabs.
Father Li opened a bottle of good liquor and enthusiastically filled Zhang Yang's glass.
Tongtong sat nearby, having long been craving hairy crabs, looking eager to dig in.
"Welcome to our home, Zhang Yang. President Zhang, let me toast you." Father Li raised his glass and took the initiative to offer a toast. "The dishes are a little simple. I'm not sure whether they suit your taste."
He did not dare treat Zhang Yang as a younger man visiting the family. There was always a measure of cautious restraint in his words, afraid of showing any disrespect.
"They're great, Uncle. You've really gone to a lot of trouble." Zhang Yang smiled and raised his glass to clink it with his.
By evening, the house was brightly lit.
Li Xiaoxuan kept serving Zhang Yang food and refilling his drink. From time to time, she also attended to Tongtong, urging her to eat.
As Zhang Yang ate, he nodded now and then.
The food tonight really was quite good. The crabs were rich with roe and fat, and the dishes were all excellent in color, aroma, and taste. They were flavorful, carrying the unique taste of home cooking that ordinary restaurants could never replicate.
Seeing that Zhang Yang seemed quite