"Old Third, why'd you buy so much stuff? Are we not celebrating the holidays?"
Smelling the aroma of meat wafting from the lunchboxes, Liu Cuilan was so pained she could cry, thinking of how much all this must have cost!
Even during the New Year, no one would be so lavish with food!
Su Xiaoxiao ignored her mother's pained look and directly opened one of the lunchboxes, handing it over: "Mom, try it. I brought these dishes back from the state-run restaurant; they're really delicious."
Liu Cuilan looked at the oily braised ribs inside the box and couldn't help but swallow a gulp of saliva.
But she couldn't help but complain, "How much money did you spend on all this?"
Su Xiaoxiao smiled mysteriously at her: "Mom, don't worry. I didn't spend my money. Someone insisted on treating us."
Even if someone wanted to treat you to dinner, who would let their daughter bring home so much food at once?
Liu Cuilan was skeptical.
