Jiang Feng perked up, ready to listen to stories.
It was precisely the moments when the elderly relatives reminisced about the warmth of the past that the younger generation relished in listening, since they couldn't contribute to the conversation anyway.
The dishes on the table had all been cleared away, but Xu Cheng still embodied the spirit of hard work, simplicity, and thriftiness in line with socialist core values by packing up the leftover straw mushroom chicken and white fungus vegetarian dish.
The ingredients for the Swallow-wing Feast were all provided by Xu Cheng, and one could say that in a sense, it was like Boss Xu treating everyone.
