Mrs. Qin chimed in, "Erlang has just returned from the border. Surely he has prepared a unique birthday gift for his father. Erlang, come on, show it to your father and make him happy!"
Shen Xinglei stepped to the center of the hall, still maintaining his usual honest and simple demeanor.
He cupped his hands and said, "Father, on your grand birthday, your child knows that you lack nothing in terms of wealth and treasures. So I won't present you with those frivolous things. Besides, I'm not skilled in literature or painting like my cousin, so instead, I've prepared a border song and dance for you. During our recent victory at the border, this was the very dance we performed around the bonfire to celebrate."
"Good, good, good!" Shen Yan was overjoyed. "My son and the soldiers of our Great Zhou have fought gloriously on the battlefield. For me to witness your song and dance is as though I'm celebrating alongside you at the site of victory!"
