Ye Chen thought highly of Ye Xiaofeng and liked him very much, so he replied with a smile, "Of course. If you master traditional Chinese medicine, not only can you make money, but you can also help patients save money. I believe in you."
The group sat down to drink tea and chat, discussing the specific arrangements for the wedding.
Once everything had been settled, Li Juan went to the kitchen to cook and make longevity noodles for Ye Chen.
Su Ningwei and Ye Yao naturally went to help as well.
In the kitchen, the auntie Ye Chen had hired for Li Juan and the others had already prepared all the ingredients. Everything that needed washing had been washed, and everything that needed cutting had been cut.
Li Juan kneaded the dough herself.
Su Ningwei studied attentively at the side, rolling up her sleeves and trying to knead the dough with her. She thought that once she learned, she could personally make longevity noodles for Ye Chen in the future.
Ye Yao helped simmer the broth.
After a flurry of activity, the aroma of food filled the air.
The family gathered around the table, lively and cheerful.
As Ye Chen ate the longevity noodles Li Juan had made by hand, he found them exceptionally delicious.
"Mom, you've worked hard all these years. Especially twenty-three years ago today—you suffered so much. Let me toast you." Ye Chen raised his glass toward Li Juan.
Li Juan lifted her glass and replied with a smile, "It wasn't hard. You've all brought me so much happiness too. Seeing you grow up healthy and safe makes Mom happy."
As she spoke, Li Juan lightly clinked her glass against Ye Chen's. Smiling, they both drained their glasses.
Ye Dashan also raised his glass and said to