At night, Chen An personally cooked.
Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue were helping.
Wen Zhiyun was teasing Chen Yuejian in the courtyard and playing with her happily.
About an hour later, the food was ready.
Eight dishes and a soup. There were also a few appetizers.
In the hall, Song Huaying looked at the sumptuous dinner on the table and could not help but ask curiously,
"Husband, what day is it today? Why are you personally cooking so much delicious food?"
"There's a happy occasion to celebrate."
"What's the good news?" Song Huaying asked like a curious baby.
Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun and smiled at her.
"Yun'er, you tell them."
As soon as she said this, Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue looked at Wen Zhiyun.
The only exception was Chen Yuejian, who was sitting in Song Huaying's arms. She was trying her best to stretch out her short arms to get the big drumstick in front of her.