"Tiantian just made me some dishes, and my mom also sent over some rice dumplings, let's eat together."
Jing Yu set down the food container he was carrying, familiarly headed to the kitchen to grab bowls and chopsticks, and in no time had set the table with three dishes and a soup.
But there were rather a lot of rice dumplings, three bowls full, from three different families no less.
Whenever the two sat together, the topic never strayed far from Cloudscape Pharma, but tonight, in the spirit of the occasion, Tang Shu had already turned on the 65-inch LCD TV in the living room.
It was broadcasting the Lantern Festival gala from the capital, and they watched and ate with relish.
They even found the time to critique the songs and pinpoint the punchlines of the skits.
The meal took nearly an hour, lasting until the gala ended, after which Jing Yu opened a video on his phone.
"The appliances for the villa have all been purchased; see if there's anything missing?"