"What else can you say!"

Mother Han pretended to be unhappy and spat, then stood up, faced everyone's eyes, and shouted with a smile on her face: "Well, I am the one who is here today, and I have troubled everyone a lot on weekdays, so! I

I just want to take this opportunity to treat everyone to a casual meal. Don’t be polite, everyone, eat and drink well!”

"Ouch! You're so polite! We all live in the same courtyard, and we are not allowed to help anyone who is in trouble!"

"That's right! People inside and outside our courtyard have lived together for decades, so there's no need to be so polite!"

"Mother Chunming, come here, let us toast you with a toast, and wish you happiness like the East Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

"Yes, yes, it's time for a drink. The smell of this wine makes me greedy!"

"..."

Everyone picked up their wine glasses and took a sip. Some people who were good drinkers even raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp, and then let out a burst of admiration.

Then, under Mother Han's greeting, everyone started eating with chopsticks.

The staple food is the traditional braised longevity noodles. The fragrant braised noodles are paired with the chewy and chewy noodles. Once you eat them, you can’t stop eating them. The sound of slurping comes and goes, just like a beautiful song.

“It’s delicious, this braised noodles is really delicious!”

"Is there any more? Give me another bowl!"

"What are you talking about! You are not afraid of embarrassment. There are so many dishes on the table and there is not enough for you to eat?"

"Hey! Isn't this delicious?"

"Here, eat some mutton. This mutton is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It's delicious!"

"Hmm~ It's really delicious. Give me some more!"

"Hey, why did you just grab it with your hands?"

“It’s so fun to hold it in your hand and chew it!”

"..."

"Jianjun, why don't you eat?"

After Cheng's mother finished eating her braised noodles, she turned around and saw that Cheng Jianjun hadn't moved his chopsticks yet, so she hurriedly asked.

"Oh! It's okay, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

Cheng Jianjun looked at the food in front of him, swallowed quietly, put his hand on his stomach, and said with a frown.

"What's wrong? Did you eat something bad?"

Cheng's mother was stunned for a moment and asked with some concern.

"It's okay. It's probably because I've been too busy at work recently and my digestion is a bit bad."

Cheng Jianjun shook his head and said.

In fact, he was not feeling well in his stomach! He was just feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

Seeing that the food made by Han Chunming was so popular, he felt a little aggrieved.

"Oh, that's it! Then drink some of this chicken soup to warm your stomach!"

Mother Cheng nodded, then picked up the bowl in front of Cheng Jianjun, stood up, filled a bowl of old hen soup from the soup basin and handed it to Cheng Jianjun.

Cheng Jianjun hesitated, then reached out to take the chicken soup, picked up the spoon and took a sip.

Instantly, an extremely delicious taste rippled in his mouth.

His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but drink. In the blink of an eye, he had a full bowl of chicken soup in his stomach.

Then, he took a look at the various dishes on the table and quickly found a way for himself.

Humph! You’ve come here, but if you don’t eat, wouldn’t that mean Han Chunming is getting an advantage!

Then, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

When Cheng's mother saw Cheng Jianjun's actions, she couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.

Didn’t you say that your stomach was uncomfortable? Why did you eat it in the blink of an eye?

At the same time, at another table, Su Meng was eating delicious food while muttering in her heart with some annoyance.

Well, Han Chunming, you have such good cooking skills and you don’t even think about cooking a meal for me. Am I not worthy of eating the food you cook?

It really pisses me off!

If you don’t cook it for me to eat, I still insist on eating it!

I eat, I eat, I have to eat as much as I can!

Thinking of this, she picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into her mouth, chewing it hard, as if she thought the sweet and sour pork ribs were Han Chunming.

"Xiao Wuzi, when did you get this skill?"

Han Chunyan swallowed the mutton in her mouth with some intoxication, touched Han Chunming with her elbow, and asked in a low voice with curiosity on her face.

"How's it going? I'm pretty good at my craft!"

Han Chunming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Okay, why not! Didn't you see that everyone is full of praise!"

Han Chunyan raised her chin towards the crowd and said seriously.

"hey-hey!"

Han Chunming glanced at the devouring guests and smiled proudly.

This is the result of him not using his full strength. If he went all out, coupled with the high-quality ingredients from the system store, these people would have to swallow their tongues.

Soon after, everyone stopped eating with their mouths full of oil, then rubbed their bellies and looked at the remaining food on the table with some reluctance.

When Han Chunming saw that the time was almost up, he hurriedly got up and went into the room, bringing out the fruit cream cake that he had made before.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw this three-layer cake.

"Hey, look, what is that?"

"So beautiful!"

"What are those white things? There are fruits on them, they look really strange!"

"..."

Amid everyone's discussion, Han Chunming walked to the middle of the banquet with the cake, and then asked Han Chunyan and Han Chunxue to help move a small table over and put the cake on the table.

Then, he took out a candle from his pocket and inserted it in the middle of the cake. Then he lit the candle with a lighter.

Under the candlelight, the colorful fruits glowed and looked particularly beautiful.

"Chunming, what is this?"

"Chunming, where did you get this? It looks really beautiful."

"Xiao Wuzi, what are you doing?"

"..."

Everyone looked at the big cake on the table and asked about the situation.

Han Chunming smiled slightly, turned around and walked to Mother Han, and invited Mother Han to stand in front of the cake. Then he raised his hands and pressed down, and said with a smile: "Listen to me, everyone, this thing is called a birthday cake.

, which is used in Western countries to celebrate and make wishes during the lifetime.”

"Now our country has reformed and opened up! I happened to have learned how to make this birthday cake from someone before, so we will be more stylish this time."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Come on, Mom, make a wish on the candle, then blow out the candle, and your wish will come true!"

"This...how to do this! I don't know how!"

When Mother Han heard this, she immediately said in a hurry.

"It's okay, just close your eyes and make a wish in your heart."

Han Chunming hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Then...then I'll try!"

Mother Han looked at everyone, then nodded sheepishly and said.

After saying that, she smiled, closed her eyes, and made a wish in her heart that everyone in her family would be safe and healthy, and that Han Chunming would get married soon.

"After you have made your wish, you can blow out the candles!"

Han Chunming saw Mother Han opening her eyes and hurriedly reminded her.

"call!"

Mother Han glanced at Han Chunming, then leaned down slightly, put her mouth in front of the candle and blew hard.

The next moment, the candle went out with the wind, and a wisp of smoke floated up.

"Mom, I wish you a happy birthday."

Han Chunming sent his blessings in a very timely manner.
To be continued...