"Let's eat. We're all family here, and there are no elders around. No need to be so reserved!" Zhou Chao said, and he and Jiang Li finally took their seats.
Seeing everyone present, Xiao Yang raised his wine glass and said, "Let's make a toast, a casual celebration."
Xiao Feng, who had been smiling earlier, froze instantly, unable to believe that his usually serious elder brother, Xiao Yang, was making a joke.
"Don't just stand there, let's toast," Zhou Chao's voice brought Xiao Feng back to reality, and the three of them gently clinked their glasses together.
Taking a sip of the wine, they instantly felt a warm sensation rising from their stomachs to their throats.
"Let's eat!"
The four of them began to eat heartily. The dishes were simple home-cooked meals, but they carried a sense of home. Zhou Chao found himself competing in drinking with the Xiao brothers, Xiao Yang and Xiao Feng.
