"Grandma, husband, dinner's ready." Lan Xin Ai set the table and called out.
Xi Yemo walked over with Elder Lady Xi.
"All these dishes were cooked by Mengyao," Elder Lady Xi remarked with surprise as she looked at the dishes on the table.
Lan Xin Ai smiled and said, "Mengyao made them all by hand."
"Grandma, don't laugh at me if it's not tasty," said Lin Mengyao as she brought over the last soup, her expression quite shy.
"How could it be? It smells so delicious," replied Elder Lady Xi eagerly as she sat down and took a taste with her chopsticks, "Mmm, not bad."
"Really? Grandma, you're not just flattering me, are you?"
Lin Mengyao nervously watched Elder Lady Xi.
"Mo, Xin Ai, why don't both of you take a taste and see if this old lady is deceiving her," Elder Lady Xi feigned discontent.
"I sneaked a taste while in the kitchen, it's pretty good."
As soon as Lan Xin Ai spoke, Lin Mengyao couldn't help but laugh: "Sister-in-law, you even snuck a taste."
