The cooker's timer beeped and Zeng excused himself from the group to check the rice.
"Yul, prepare the salad and arrange the plates. I will bring everything to the dining table," Zeng instructed and Yul nodded.
Mrs Wang saw the dynamics between the two moving around smoothly in the kitchen. Her son never tried to cook after his initial first attempt which had miserably failed. But now he was literally using a knife without chopping off his fingers! Zeng passed him carrots, lettuce and cucumbers and Yul chopped them in appropriate pieces. Both worked so naturally along with each other.
Mrs Wang somehow felt proud. She volunteered to help Zeng carry all the things to the dining table.