When the atmosphere relaxed, the aroma of the dishes was so tempting that it made people unable to lift their heads.
And the Song Family was never formal about eating; once the eldest, Song Youde, started, everyone picked up their chopsticks.
Qin Yun and He Kuang had long been enchanted by the creamy carp soup, so when they saw everyone beginning to eat, they quickly grabbed their spoons:
"Let me taste this soup!"
"Me too!"
The creamy carp soup was rich and fragrant, with steam carrying an indescribable deliciousness. A sprinkle of scallions and cilantro adorned the top, and now as the ladle scooped down, these bright green garnishes dispersed swiftly throughout the bowl of soup.
Luckily, no one was picky — perhaps the only one who needed to be cautious was Lun Chuan.
Song Tan asked him, "Can you eat these ingredients?"
Lun Chuan laughed, his joy spreading contagiously: "It's been over half a year, I've long recovered, and I've almost finished the dried fish you sent before."
