"The dishes are ready, braised shark fin."
As Qin Huai placed the last dish, the braised shark fin, on the table, Zhang Zhiyun and Chang Qingqing cheered together, just short of raising their chopsticks and bowls to shout: Great, time to eat!
The Zhang Family had all gathered.
There were still two empty seats at the round table, one next to Zhang Chu obviously reserved for Cao Guixiang, and another between Zhang Zhiyun and Chang Qingqing. After setting down the dish and seeing the spot they saved for him, Qin Huai was momentarily speechless, his mind blank except for the thought that he was being seated at the kid's table.
The considerate Zhang Zhiyun had even poured a drink for Qin Huai, a well-known brand of coconut juice.
This unlucky guy, how could he drink a soft drink at such a key meal today? It's obvious that he usually eats too well and has no idea how to appreciate a gourmet meal.