Tang Xiao took the initiative to call her "Mom" instead of "Auntie."
This made Liao Lan pause for a moment before she realized what was happening.
She hurriedly smiled and answered Tang Xiao's previous question.
"The year Jie was born, we stored eighteen jars. After that, one jar each year, there will definitely be enough for the wedding!"
Tang Xiao's lips twitched slightly.
A sense of alarm suddenly struck her.
Goodness gracious!
A wedding banquet consuming over forty jars of alcohol—how much do the people of Genlong Village drink?
Seems like I must bring some relatives who can hold their liquor to Wu Jie's wedding banquet at his childhood home next weekend.
Being from a Military Martial Family, our side can't lose face and show weakness!
Having made up her mind, Tang Xiao instructed:
"Tomorrow morning, after Xin'er and the others arrive, we'll go shopping at the mall together, to buy clothes, shoes, and the like!"
