"Yining, don't blame Auntie for not reminding you, we have guests coming over today," Wan Hongxing cautioned.
"Well, if there are guests, so be it," Pei Yining said nonchalantly, picking up a piece of crispy meat to eat. Knowing her preference, Wan Hongxing had learned the recipe from Aunt Ji and often made it for her; crispy and delightful. "Aunt Wan, your cooking skills are getting better and better," she praised.
Before Wan Hongxing could say anything else, Pei Guozhong walked in with the guests.
As soon as Pei Yining glanced over, she saw her father's old comrade and a young man, and she realized belatedly, asking Wan Hongxing incredulously, "Aunt Wan, are the guests today the one Dad wanted to introduce for matchmaking?"
Pei Yining always thought it wouldn't be such a coincidence, but the voices and the way they were addressed matched perfectly.
Dad's old comrades were only a few.
"Yes, it's your Uncle Shu," Wan Hongxing nodded.
