"How can that be? Isn't today a holiday? We have to eat zongzi together!" said Mu Dalang.
Not only that, he also picked up the chopsticks on the table and handed them to Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng.
"You brought these things, if you don't eat, we'll just be freeloaders!
Stay for lunch today, we'll make some appetizers with the cured meat you brought, and Fengzi and I will have a pot of realgar wine. Let's all have a good time!"
Mu Shuangshuang didn't plan to eat at Mu Dalang's house, and now with this invitation, she didn't know how to respond.
It was still Mu Dalang who realized the situation.
He said, "Look at me, I'm so forgetful! Third Uncle and Third Aunt must also be waiting for you both for lunch today.
How about this, we'll start cooking right now, and by the time lunch comes, the food will be ready. You can eat here and then head back, okay?"
Having not seen them for many days, Mu Dalang really missed his cousin and his future cousin-in-law.
