The house was full of guests, and Su Wanyu, fearing she hadn't made enough and that there wouldn't be enough to eat, had prepared no less than sixteen dishes, filling an entire table.
Even Tang Lin and a few others felt it was a very sumptuous spread of meals when looking at the dishes.
The whole table was surrounded by family, with the men drinking spirits and the children sipping on soda, boisterously enjoying the birthday banquet.
After dinner, it was time for the main event of the day. Jiang Changhai fetched a fruit knife from the kitchen and handed it to Jiang Mianmian, "Here, daughter, you do the honors of cutting the cake."
Jiang Mianmian had already briefly introduced her parents to the cake-cutting ritual the day before. If the Supply and Marketing Cooperative had had finer candles, Jiang Changhai would have loved to have his daughter blow out candles and make a wish.
