Pan Lanfang deliberately shot her a look and feigned a complaint, "What's so important? You don't even have time to eat?"
"Don't worry, Auntie, I'm staying for dinner tonight," Lu Fan said with a grin.
Only then did Pan Lanfang smile.
That evening, Pan Lanfang prepared a table full of food: braised pork in soy sauce, steamed fish, scrambled eggs, and a vegetable soup.
Lu Fan ate with great relish, praising her between bites. "Auntie, your cooking is better than any restaurant chef's."
Pan Lanfang was so happy she couldn't stop smiling, continuously placing more food on his plate.
After dinner, Lu Fan helped clear the plates.
Pan Lanfang stopped him, growing insistent. "You're a guest. How could we let you do chores?"
"Auntie, I'm not a guest. I'm family," Lu Fan explained with a smile.
Hearing this, Pan Lanfang's eyes reddened slightly. She repeated, "Yes, yes, that's right. Family. Family."
