Lunch was exceptionally lavish. Feeling sorry for Xu Qinghuan, Zhang Meifeng had prepared a large bowl of braised pork belly and a pot of stewed chicken with mushrooms.
In Li Shouzhi's words, it was even more bountiful than the New Year. "Your aunt is just lazy and won't make anything good for me. Today, I'm just basking in your reflected glory. It's a pity it isn't evening; otherwise, I'd definitely have a couple of liang of wine."
Zhang Meifeng used her chopsticks to drop a mushroom into Li Shouzhi's bowl. "Eat your food. Even eating isn't enough to shut your mouth. With that body of yours, you still think you can drink?"
Chapter 91