Chun Nuan's son's full moon banquet was quite lively, far exceeding the expectations of the Zhao family. Luckily, Zhao Minghua was prepared and everything went smoothly.
For the first time, he received praise from the entire family.
"Third son really took things seriously this time, even arranged for a banquet."
Zhao Chengxun seldom praised this son, but this time he looked at him with renewed respect. If he hadn't instructed the chef to prepare the banquet as per the standards for a flowing banquet, the Zhao family would have become a laughing stock.
The liveliness of the Zhao family was unexpected, but being able to handle such hustle and bustle was indeed a skill.
There was a feeling that the third son had truly grown up and was capable of shouldering responsibilities.
The father's heart was filled with comfort.
"Father, mother, Nuannuan is out of confinement, and I want to take a trip to the Capital."
