"No need, you all start eating first. I'll make some cold dishes quickly and join you."
This meal was relatively harmonious. Huang Xiaojue was in high spirits, telling several amusing little jokes that had everyone laughing heartily. After dinner, Yan Xixi once again offered to help clean up the dishes. Huang Xiaojue stood up and said cheerfully, "Everyone, please sit down. No one is competing with me tonight. Mom, I'll do the washing."
Huang's mother gave him a glare. "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen. How is it proper for a grown man like you to do such trivial work? It's fine, you all sit and relax. I can handle this."
"Mom, you're just behind the times. Look, most top chefs are men. You and Dad work hard all year round. It's only right that I help wash the dishes for you once a year."
Yan Xixi chimed in cleverly, "Yes, absolutely. Xiaojue and I will wash the dishes. Auntie, Uncle, you go and have some tea first. I'll cut some fruit for you in a bit."
