Edited by RED
-Right! It's my eighteenth birthday the day after tomorrow!-
If it wasn't for his mother's reminder, Zhang Che definitely wouldn't have remembered it. After a short daze, he immediately followed up, "Of course not. I know mom would surely prepare a sumptuous dinner for me on my birthday. That's why I rushed back home."
"Don't worry. Mommy will definitely fix you a table full of your favorite dishes! Come in quickly. It's already mid-day; I'll go cook a bowl of noodles for you."
As expected, Sun Lan smiled even brighter after hearing Zhang Che's words and quickly pulled him into the flat.
"Xiaoche, how has it been for you, living in the beast world for the past few days? Aren't you sick of having compressed biscuits everyday? I'll make some salted vegetables for your next trip. It's terrible having to swallow compressed biscuits all the time…"