Gu Jiaojiao looked up at the sound of the voice, her eyes falling upon Mrs. Gu, whose face was wreathed in smiles.
Her beautiful, almond-shaped eyes crinkled into crescents, making the crow's feet at their corners more pronounced. It was clear she was in high spirits.
Gu Jiaojiao's gaze then shifted to the feast on the table. "Mom, you cooked so much today! You must be exhausted."
Mrs. Gu looked at her daughter's radiant smile and noticed how her son-in-law's dark eyes were glued to her. She smiled gently and said,
"Shuo Ci, Jiaojiao, why didn't you two come back for lunch? I'm not tired at all. In fact, I'd be even happier if you two came home for dinner every day."
Gu Jiaojiao stepped forward, linking arms with Mrs. Gu. "In that case," she said with a smile, "Shu Ci and I will come home for dinner every Sunday. You have to promise to make us something delicious, okay?"
Hearing his sister say they would come home to eat more often, Second Brother Gu happily chimed in.
