The table was laden with dishes.
"Come, try this!"
"Have a taste of the chicken marrow bamboo shoots as well."
"Do the meals at home still suit your palate?"
Xu Rongguang, with his silver hair and beard, and a face flushed with health, quietly ate rice from a small bowl.
The Old Mrs. Xu at the top right directed the maidservants to whichever dish she pointed at, and they would promptly pick up a chopstick's worth to place into Madam Xu's bowl.
Madam Xu hastened to press down the small mountain of dishes with her chopsticks and took away her rice bowl.
"That's enough, mother. I'm here to celebrate father's birthday, not fleeing a famine to seek refuge in Yellow State. When have I ever had such a big appetite?"
"You have lost weight..."
"Lose weight every time I come back, was I originally a plump little lass with flesh on my bones?"
Old Mrs. Xu's face showed displeasure.
