"I've never tried making the dough, but I think I could manage to make dumplings!" He Zhilan was a bit embarrassed, "Sister-in-law, it's so extravagant of you to cook all of this for my arrival! When I come to your place, I never bring any gifts. I'm afraid I won't dare to come if you keep doing this."
"Bring what gifts? My mother is very direct and doesn't like others be roundabout. If Sister Zhilan brings gifts every time, my mom won't be able to interact with you. She believes those who are too polite have many faces." Chen Ya'nan, fresh from washing her face, entered the living room and smoothly continued the conversation, "However, if Sister Zhilan brings gifts for me every time, I'll like Sister Zhilan even more. I, for one, enjoy a little bit of politeness from others. It benefits me more."
The two adults were genuinely amused by Chen Ya'nan's words. The political commissar's wife just shook her head, signaling that she had given up on lecturing this cheeky daughter of hers.
