Celebratory Dinner

[jiangzaid]

WHO: Xue Yang, Song Lan, Xiao Xingchen, Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian
WHEN: January 30, evening
WHAT: Xue Yang's celebrating being in Gazin for a year with his family! And...extended family that he knows about. Something of a mingle!
WHERE: His house at the edge of Gazin
WARNINGS: Shouldn't be any but will update as needed!


Prep time!
Xue Yang has barely been aware of the passage of time, it's true. And he's not entirely sure when he first arrived, only that it looks around this time. And so much has happened! He knows he's amusing his Daozhangs with his extra energy, but he only grins and keeps going. So much to cook! So much to bake!

Including a couple vegetarian options, with a thought to the rumored diet of the GusuLan, that they do not eat meat. Not that it's difficult, for Xingchen rarely does too - he thinks. He doesn't mind making sure everyone will have something to eat. There are mild flavored dishes and spicy ones, as well as a stew. And of course there is a tasty fruit tart that mingles sweet and tart, as well as an assortment of candies - sweet, tart, or with a nice kick of spice.


General bouncing around
In between prep sessions, Xue Yang is working on making sure the cabin and immediate surroundings are clean and tidy, and the horses are tucked away, cozy in their stable with plenty of hay, oats, and fresh water that is in a trough magicked to not freeze courtesy of Merlan. He'd sent a messenger the day before to invite his Senior and Hanguang-Jun - Lan Sizhui would have been invited too if he knew the boy was in Gazin.

And there's a nice fire roaring away, keeping the cabin nice and toasty. There's no sign of Jiangzai, or any weapon at all on the gremlin, and there are pretty little decorations scattered here and there, arranged just so to not appear cluttered. But to personalize the warm home he and Song Lan have made for the three of them.

Comments

Before, ofc

[obliviouspatriarch]

It's a good thing Wangji has asked him a couple times about things, because Wuxian has been in a rather good mood even if fidgety, and has half missed a thing or two before catching on and giving him answers. He can't help his genuinely good mood, a rare occurrence although growing less rare as time went by, he got invited to see his shishu!

Though the question of what to bring makes him tilt his head, not having thought much of it.

"Some of the ale?" On such short notice, he hasn't had a chance to think of a better gift, or time to sit down and make one.

ofc. For now!

[alittlespicy]

The fact that said good mood is connected to Xue Yang, whom Wangji can't stop being suspicious about, is the only reason Wangji himself isn't almost as happy, albeit less visibly so. To see his husband in such a state, it is a balm over wounds that festered for the better part of two decades - time when Wei Ying was not there, but before that, too, watching his descent into where Wangji could not follow. Not that he had been allowed to try...

Either way, that was then. This is now. There is still the hint of a smile around the pale eyes looking warmly at Wei Ying.

"Ale." He nods. "You know which is good?" Wangji... for numerous reasons, doesn't.