Zhang Yumei joined them in the living room. 

Tang Yuyan presented a box of cosmetics to her. “Mother, Xia Lei has brought you some imported cosmetics. They’re all really good products. I hope you’ll like them.” 

“Oh my, Xia Lei. There’s no need to be so courteous.” Zhang Yumei, contrastingly, had responded to his goodwill warmly. The smile across her face made her look like a flower. 

Xia Lei smiled. “Auntie, it’s nothing. It’s just a small gift.” 

“You’re so likeable.” Zhang Yumei smiled. “No wonder you’re able to marry four wives with special permission. Since the establishment of our country, you’re the first to be granted such a permit.” 

Xia Lei chuckled sheepishly. 

“Let’s have dinner. If we don’t dig in soon, the dishes are going to go cold. I’ve been cooking all day in anticipation of your arrival,” said Zhang Yumei. 

The lot of them moved to the dining hall. Tang Yunhai retrieved a blue-white porcelain jar and opened a mud seal. Suddenly, the whole dining hall was wafting with the thick fragrant scent of wine. 

Tang Yunhai smiled. “Xia Lei, this is really good booze. My grandfather himself had brewed this in the Qing dynasty...