In order to celebrate this festive day, Qiao An decided to hold a banquet for the guests. However, the two fathers had been thrifty their entire lives. Qiao An's suggestion was objected to by them at the same time. "An'an, forget about the banquet. This isn't a big deal. Why trouble our relatives and friends?"
Qiao An was afraid of her father. He objected vehemently, so she could only lower her head in frustration.
Xiaoran reached out and quietly pinched Qiao An's small hand, then gave her a comforting look. Xiaoran said to Father Qiao, "Dad, my An'an isn't an extravagant person. She usually wears the same clothes and never holds her birthday banquet, let alone buy luxury goods. She even wanted to save on the wedding. After so long, this is the first time she's suggested holding a family banquet, and it's just to please you. She wants you to integrate into our circle of friends as soon as possible. Her filial piety is commendable. Why don't you fulfill her wishes?"
