An Shuchao was thus easily subdued by Bai Xue's few words, and all the previous discomfort vanished into thin air.
"Go on, keep my brother company in the room for a while, I'll come once the food is ready!"
"Eh, alright!"
The dinner was ready in no time, and Bai Xue had made an abundant meal in anticipation of her family's visit: a big plate of stir-fried leeks with eggs, a large bowl of cabbage and pork stewed with vermicelli, along with a dish of stir-fried potato shreds and fennel-boiled peanuts. In the pot was a millet porridge, and the staple food was steaming hot white-flour buns.
The table in the room was small, and An Ping had to borrow a low table from the neighbors to join with their table. An Hao's family of five, together with the four from Bai Xue's family, made it a tight squeeze for the nine people seated together.
