After Lu Zhenping finished cooking, he carried all the dishes into the main room. Thanks to Shen Meng's training, he was getting pretty good at cooking. Although he couldn't quite match up to her, his skills were still impressive among ordinary people, and he owed it to the training he received in the army.
Humming a tune, Shen Meng made her way to the dining table. After taking a few bites, she turned to Lu Zhenping with a serious look.
"Lu Zhenping, don't take it the wrong way, but during the New Year's celebration, when we eat meat, how can we not share some with your parents? Especially today when uncle, aunt, and my cousin are here. You're grown up yet you're clueless. All right, I won't nag you anymore. Mingyang, go get a bowl for mom, I'll dish out some food for your grandparents."
Lu Zhenping: "...."
Such sudden filial piety—I'm afraid your father-in-law and mother-in-law wouldn't dare to eat it, my dear!!!
