"Is Manman's illness better?" Seeing him holding his son, Manman was surely bustling about in the kitchen alone, Zhao Wensheng asked.
"Still downing two doses of Chinese medicine each day." Jiang Yan now had to admire his wife whenever he smelled the bitter scent of the medicine, "Manman drinks it as easily as water, saying it's more comfortable than swallowing pills. Her brother is so frustrated by her."
The other two could imagine Jun Ye's usual appearance of being easily angered by his sister and laughed heartily.
Manman brought out dishes, saw the guests had arrived, and smilingly said, "Big brother Zhao, big brother Chen, you've arrived."
Zhao Wensheng and Chen Xiaoyi saw her smile was radiant, her face a bit thinner but her spirit was excellent, much like an indestructible cockroach.
The group gathered around the table and saw a dazzling array of fragrant dishes that whetted the appetite. Manman had also prepared alcohol for them.
