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The farce in the courtyard ended with Grandma Fang saying, "Come in and eat, everyone."

Grandpa Fang's main room was much more spacious than Fang Yu's.

A large round table was placed in the middle, and the families of the three Fang brothers, along with their grandchildren, filled the room with about ten people.

Grandma Fang pulled Liu Yifei to sit at the head of the table, right next to Grandpa Fang.

She felt extremely uncomfortable as soon as she sat down.

Please take a seat.

In the Fang family's context, this position clearly equates to the treatment of a "granddaughter-in-law".

She stole a glance at Fang Yu across from her, wanting to kill him with her eyes.

But Fang Yu was engrossed in peeling garlic and didn't even look at her.

Grandma Fang spent the whole morning in the kitchen, serving dishes one by one to the table.

Unlike Fang Yu's family's New Year's Eve dinner, Grandma's dishes were all hearty and heavy, with portions so large they felt like they could break the table legs.

The first dish is a large enamel basin of stewed goose, with glistening goose meat bubbling in the pot, and a ring of golden cornbread stuck to the side of the pot.

A large, trembling plate was piled high with braised pork knuckle, its dark red skin glistening with oil, falling apart at the slightest touch of chopsticks.

There's also braised pork ribs with pickled cabbage.

Grandma's method was different from Zhao Guifang's; she didn't use pork belly and preferred large bone sticks.

The pork ribs are stewed until they fall off the bone, and the pickled cabbage shreds are soaked in the essence of the bone broth. Take a bite and you'll experience a delightful combination of sourness and freshness.

In addition, there was a pot of boiled potatoes, a dish of smashed cucumbers, and a dish of mixed spinach.

Grandma Fang brought out a large bowl of steaming hot dumpling soup and tapped the rim of the bowl with her spoon.

"Dinner's ready!"

At the old lady's command, all the chopsticks on the table began to move in unison.

The Fang family members eat and speak in the same way.

Open, honest, and unpretentious.

There were no formalities like "please" or "you go first."

If you see a dish you like, just reach for it with your chopsticks, put it in your bowl, and put it in your mouth.

Fang Daguo picked up a goose leg and started to gnaw on it, his cheeks puffing out like a squirrel's.

Fang Daqiang didn't hesitate either, first scooping a large chunk of pork stew with vermicelli into his bowl, slurping the vermicelli with loud slurping.

The Fang brothers, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng, along with their cousin Fang Ning, also worked diligently and ate heartily.

Grandpa Fang's first bite was a large piece of stewed pork rib, which he put into Liu Yifei's bowl.

"Granddaughter-in-law, you eat first!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Liu Yifei obediently responded, lowered her head, picked up the rib that was bigger than her fist, and put it in her mouth without thinking.

The ribs were too big for her to hold in one bite, and her cheeks puffed out in an unladylike arc.

But Liu Yifei didn't care at all.

The freshness of the pickled cabbage, combined with the rich aroma of the bone broth, exploded on her tongue, and she closed her eyes in bliss.

too delicious.

Fang Yu glanced at her from the side, a slight smile playing on his lips.

In previous variety shows and brand events, this fairy-like sister always ate only a small amount, maintaining impeccable manners.

The angle at which you pick up food will never exceed thirty degrees.

But now?

She was gnawing on a large pork rib, her mouth dripping with oil, her cheeks bulging, her eating manners not much different from her cousin Fang Zheng.

Assimilation progress is good.

Fang Yu was secretly pleased with himself when he looked down—

My own bowl is empty.

He had just reached for the stewed goose in the iron pot with his chopsticks when Grandma Fang's chopsticks suddenly appeared from the side, blocking his way.

A piece of goose meat was picked up and placed steadily into Liu Yifei's bowl.

"Yifei, eat more! You're too thin!"

Fang Yu's chopsticks hung in mid-air, clearly displeased.

"Grandpa, Grandma, there's nothing in my bowl."

Grandpa Fang ignored him completely.

Grandma Fang glanced at him, picked up a piece of spinach with her chopsticks, and threw it into his bowl.

"You have hands, so grab it yourself."

Fang Yu looked down at the lone spinach in his bowl, then at the mountain of goose meat, pork ribs, and pork knuckle piled up in Liu Yifei's bowl, and sniffed.

"OK."

"I've been used to it since I was a child."

Liu Yifei even deliberately turned her head to glance at him.

Then, very deliberately, he lifted the pork knuckle in his bowl, slowly brought it to his mouth, and took a big bite.

Fang Yu's eye twitched.

So you've learned to show off, huh?

The meal was a lively and enjoyable affair.

The Fang family doesn't have any rules about not talking while eating or sleeping, nor are there any topics that can't be discussed.

Uncle Fang Daguo was chewing on a goose leg when he suddenly said something.

"Yifei, I watched that fantasy drama you acted in on my phone, it was pretty good."

Liu Yifei was about to politely say thank you.

Fang Daguo then changed the subject.

"The male lead is just not good enough; you can see the wires as soon as the fight starts."

"Look at Fang Yu's swordsmanship today, that's real skill. Why don't you talk to the director next time and let Fang Yu play your male lead?"

Fang Yu almost choked to death on the cucumber in his mouth.

"Uncle, that's a fantasy drama, not a war film."

"Can you imagine someone flying around wielding a giant machete?"

Fang Daqiang added a comment from the side.

"What's there to be afraid of? If your great-grandfather were alive today, he might actually be able to fly."

The whole table burst into laughter.

Liu Yifei laughed so hard her shoulders shook, and an image of Fang Yu descending from the sky in a fantasy costume, wielding a large cleaver, automatically appeared in her mind.

That art style is indeed too unique.

The chat in the live stream never stopped.

[The fairy sister is integrating better and better! Look at the way she's devouring those ribs, who remembers how she used to eat?]

Look at this table of food! It's making my mouth water! My family only had two cold dishes and a hot pot for our New Year's Eve dinner. It's so unfair!

[Fang Yu's bowl only has cucumber and spinach, hahaha, his status is lower than the dog at home, right?]

This is what Chinese New Year should be like! The whole family sitting together, eating, drinking, and laughing and joking!

[Has anyone noticed that the angelic sister is calling him "grandpa" more and more naturally? Sister Hong probably can't even shed a tear anymore.]

Halfway through the meal, Grandpa Fang added another large spoonful of dumpling soup to Liu Yifei's bowl.

Liu Yifei quickly waved her hand.

"That's enough, Grandpa, I really can't eat anymore!"

Grandpa Fang shook his head.

"You're so thin, how could you!"

"Do you not eat properly in the city?"

"Eat more here! If your manager tries to make you lose weight again when you get back, just say your grandpa won't allow it!"

When Sister Hong, who was watching the live stream from Beijing, heard this, she was so exhausted that she barely had the strength to even sigh.

What do you mean your grandfather won't allow it?

A few days ago, she would have jumped up in anger.

But after going through a whole series of actions—kowtowing to offer New Year's greetings, officially announcing her granddaughter-in-law, and passing down the family's large cleaver—Sister Hong's mindset has changed.

She has evolved from initially struggling frantically to now resigning herself to her fate.

It's nothing serious...

As long as the person can come back, that's all that matters!