"Brother Pei, do you remember this Beggar's Chicken? Resources were scarce when we were children, so we could only eat this once a year, during the New Year's celebration."
Lin Qianyan gently recounted memories of the past to Pei Yuhang, the corners of her lips unconsciously turning up in a slight smile as a hint of nostalgia flickered in her eyes.
She picked up a chicken leg with her chopsticks, and after placing it on Pei Yuhang's plate, continued without waiting for him to respond.
"And this plate of drunken flower crab... My father marinated it for me for a long time. It was supposed to be for my birthday celebration, but you tricked me out of all of it, Brother Pei~"
She blinked, her tone laced with a playful rebuke, yet she couldn't suppress her smile.
Lin Qianyan sat opposite Pei Yuhang, her chopsticks busily placing food onto his plate. With each dish she served, her gentle voice would rise, recounting one amusing story after another from their youth.
