Mu Dashan led everyone into the kitchen.
On the dining table, there was a feast: braised chicken, fish with fermented black beans, braised pork, and a bowl of red braised tofu along with several other dishes that they usually wouldn't have a chance to eat.
More sumptuous than the New Year's dishes.
Mu Shuangshuang was stunned, "Dad, Mom, why did you prepare so many dishes? It must have taken a lot of effort, right?"
"I said there were enough dishes, but your mom insisted there weren't enough and wanted to make a few more!
Oh, right, this meat came from Da Lang, that kid refused to take any money.
The fish were given by your Uncle Fu Wu when he heard you were coming back, he gave us three carp and your mom cooked them with fermented black beans, they should taste pretty good.
And the chicken, that was sent by your Uncle Yu! Everyone was so happy to hear you were coming back!"
Mu Dashan spoke with a smile on his face.
