The special effect of this strawberry cake is called "memory," isn't it? Supposedly, it should make people recall happy things.
So, for you middle-aged folks, your idea of happiness is pressuring me to have kids???
Han Qiwu didn't feel this kind of pressure from Mr. and Mrs. Han, but instead, it came from Grandpa Chen and Aunt Guo.
Ah, life!
"Grandpa Chen, there's not even a shadow of this happening yet, so stop making wild guesses. Eat up, eat up." Han Qiwu stood and picked up two chicken drumsticks, placing them in the bowls of Grandpa Chen and Aunt Guo.
Hearing what Han Qiwu said, Grandpa Chen wasn't having it and shook his head, saying, "Xiao Han, you can't talk like that. Love is something you have to chase. If you like someone, confess quickly. Xiao Tang is not only beautiful but also has a great job. Suitors for her could line up from here all the way to the village entrance!"
