SURVIVING MRS TANG (2)

Few minutes later, all of them had gathered at their big dinning table. The size of the dinning room was at least six times the size of a normal dinning room. This often made her eat in her room rather than in the dinning room. To her, the dinning room possessed an air of loneliness making her unable to eat well.

"It's a good thing Nanny Tang had all these dishes made. I wouldn't have been able to cook a single thing. My back hurts." Mrs Tang said.

" It's okay dear. Let's eat. Bao Jun, you eat too." Mr Tang said.

Xinyi gazed at her parents picking up her chopsticks. All the dishes were indeed appetizing.

"Xinyi, have some tofu. You like it." Xinyi heard her mother say.

"Mapo tofu, Kung Pao chicken, Braised pork, Fried cabbage. Wow, uncle. You are indeed enjoying." Bao Jun said.

" And you could too. You are the only male grandchild in our family. We all have expectations of you. Instead you went to open an agency. What will that do for you?" Mr Tang asked.