The New Year's Eve dinner was relatively peaceful, as Old Mr. Mei didn't bring up the matter of the calligraphy and paintings.
Even Mei Shuping and Mei Shuqing didn't say much; the men only talked about matters in the army for the next year.
Chen Haichang was still as nonchalant as ever, but he didn't cause any trouble for Old Mr. Mei today; he only nitpicked a little over the food.
If it wasn't that this dish was too salty, then that dish was too bland. Interestingly, the dishes he picked on were all made by Xie Lingzhi.
Xie Lingzhi didn't seem too happy, and when Mei Shuping saw Chen Haichang picking on his wife, he spoke up.
This made Xie Lingzhi's face brighten a bit.
Chen Haichang wasn't completely tactless, so he said a few words and then clammed up. He sat on the side, sipping his drink and idly listening to Mei Family's elder sons and Han Yijunzi talking about matters in the army.
