"Alright, I'll go call them now." Mu Siwu agreed, then got up and went out the door.
Before long, he returned with Father Jiang and Mrs. Jiang.
At that time, Jiang Xue had already finished cooking and was bringing out the dishes with Bai Yuhua. Father Jiang and Mrs. Jiang looked at the table full of dishes and, smelling the aroma, couldn't help but say to Bai Yuhua, "Dear in-law, your cooking skills are really impressive, just the smell alone makes one drool."
Bai Yuhua laughed upon hearing this and said, "You are giving credit to the wrong person. These dishes weren't made by me, they were made by Xue'er. You should try them; Xue'er's skills are much better than mine."
"What, Xue'er made these?" Mrs. Jiang found it hard to believe. She knew her daughter's temperament very well. When she was at home, she never cooked, so how was it possible for her to make such colorful and fragrant dishes?
"Yes, these were all made by Xue'er."
