"Look at you acting as if it's some rare treasure when it's just an old photo," Han's mom teased, casting a side glance at her husband with amusement.
"The photo has my precious daughter on it, isn't that a rare treasure? Right, Mosheng?"
Shen Mosheng nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I will cherish it for a lifetime."
"See, even Mosheng agrees it's a rare treasure." Han's dad looked somewhat smugly at his wife, his affection for Shen Mosheng growing a little more.
"Yes, yes, yes, whatever you say," Han's mom said, and then winked at her daughter.
Mosheng has won your dad over!
Han Yingying couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Dad, how did your son-in-law do?"
Han's dad nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, he deserves praise."
"Then, does he deserve a reward of a nice meal?"
"He does."
With a sly smile, Han Yingying quickly listed the dishes.
Han's dad hesitated as he looked at his daughter, asking weakly, "Aren't all of these your favorites?"