"Molian, is there anything else not yet done? Tell Grandma Qiubo."
However, when Lu Qiubo heard what his granddaughter said, he took it for granted and turned his gaze to Ya Molian, asking.
Ya Molian pursed her lips, struggling to think of what else there could be that needed Lu Qiubo's consultation. Yet, everything that needed to be done was already arranged by Zhe Jue and others.
All that remained was preparing the dishes for the feast in their home tomorrow. However, people outside were already busy with that, what was Lu Qiubo needed for?
"Grandma Qiubo, Sang'er and I were discussing whether our feast tomorrow, which includes eight meats and ten vegetables, would be sufficient or if we should prepare more?" he asked.
Aside from that, he couldn't think of anything else.
"That's enough. How could it not be?" Lu Qiubo replied hurriedly.