Meng Baoer persuaded Little Mango and carried her towards a nearby Western restaurant, if she was hungry for a while, she might not even have the strength to hold Little Mango......

As soon as the two of them entered the door, a waitress stepped forward to greet them, "Miss, how many of you are?"

Meng Bao'er looked at the little mango in her arms, and then replied, "Two of them, one big and one small!"

"Okay, both of you, please. The waiter ushered the two to a table for two and left.

Then, a waiter came over, handed the menu to Meng Bao'er, and then said with a smile: "Miss, give you the menu, see what you want to order?"

Meng Bao'er took the menu, and she didn't see a word on it that she recognized, except that the prices of the dishes were Arabic numerals, which she could recognize, and the rest were all in French, and she couldn't read a word.

Speaking of which, Grandpa Caishen once let her learn foreign languages, but she always thought about Fang Er's laziness, and always felt that she didn't need it, so there was no need to put in that effort, and now she knew the benefits of erudition, at least she could use it to see the menu......

"Little Mango, see what you want to eat?" Meng Bao'er couldn't read it herself, and she even expected a three-year-old doll to understand?

Little Mango is not polite, no matter what it is, he looks at the picture and likes it, and greets, "Mom, I want to eat this, this, this, and this, and this ......"

The little mango crackled and ordered a lot, and the waiter was still waiting for Meng Bao'er to confirm, but who knew that Meng Bao'er said directly: "That's all, another ice cream, and last." ”

After speaking, Meng Bao'er closed the menu directly, handed it to the waiter, and glanced up at the waiter by the way.

The waiter looks to be in his early twenties, wearing a red uniform that is delicate and capable, with a hat on his head that matches the uniform, a shallow sea hanging down, just revealing his eyebrows, jewel-like eyes, clear and translucent, upright facial features, and a hearty smile, which makes people look clean and comfortable, and his heart is warm.

However, Meng Baoer inadvertently noticed that he was carrying a watch on his left hand after taking the menu, and intuitively, Meng Baoer felt that this watch should not be cheap. Just this glance greatly reduced Meng Baoer's impression of this person, and he has been labeled by Meng Baoer: a vain little boy. It's just because Meng Bao'er feels that the watch he is carrying does not match his identity.

After the waiter took the menu, he said respectfully: "Miss, and Miss Xiao, confirm the dishes with the two of you, Pigeon Mince Puff, French Salmon with CaviarL......" When he spoke, he kept smiling, and when he called Miss Little Mango, he also threw her a doting look.

But before he could finish repeating, he was interrupted by Meng Bao'er, "No need to confirm, that's all!" Because Meng Bao'er didn't understand what the little handsome guy was talking about, she just listened to the book of heaven for her, but the real book of heaven was easier for her to understand......

"Okay!" The waiter said no more, and after ordering all the dishes ordered by Little Mango with the ordering device in his hand, he stepped aside.

While waiting for the food, Little Mango took out a painting from his small schoolbag and handed it to Meng Bao'er, "Mom, show you the picture I painted." ”

Meng Bao'er took the painting and looked at it carefully, and there were two people in the painting, one with shoulder-length hair, wearing a short coffee-colored dress, sitting on a single sofa. The other, with short curly hair and dark green clothes, sat on a slightly longer couch next to him, and the man had two more circles drawn on his eyes, presumably with glasses. Although the painting of Little Mango is irregular and the brush is simple, you can also see the content in the painting, but you can't see what the two people are doing from the painting.