Mrs. Zhang smiled and nodded:

"Okay, just wear this."

She has always listened to the opinions of her nieces, with a trace of regret that she has been stupid in the countryside of Shandong for more than ten years, and she is very interested in the fashion of young people.

After grooming, Mrs. Zhang went out to entertain guests. Her maids complained:

"I didn't eat that for breakfast."

Mrs. Zhang's accustomed breakfast always started at twelve o'clock, and sometimes she simply used a small bed table to eat breakfast on the bed. It's obviously not time to eat yet, but it's always unpleasant to be disturbed.

Mrs. Zhang walked into the living room with her nieces and nephews, and first greeted the daughters of her relatives with a smile on her face:

"It's all my sin, snubbing my sisters-in-law. But I thought that if I came out unkempt, it would be even more sinful to scare my sisters-in-law. ”

Aunt Huang Si took her hand:

"The sixth sister is dressed up or not, it's all good!"

Mrs. Ding also covered her mouth and smiled:

"That's it, I think about what kind of beautiful and beautiful Miss Huang Jialiu was back then, as if she was still in front of you."

Mrs. Bai pulled Mrs. Ding behind her back:

"Hey, what are you saying about your useless words, the sixth sister hasn't changed at all, and now she is still the first beautiful in the family!"

Mrs. Zhang laughed exaggeratedly:

"Is it really good that my sisters-in-law are making fun of me so obviously? Am I so coaxed? Happy when you say it's beautiful? I've been a mom for years. ”

Mrs. Bai originally wanted to say "the same as the two sisters of the girl". But Zhang Meixi's plain little face and blue cloth shirt flashed in her mind, and she immediately changed her words and said:

"It's really not a joke, the three of you are really like sisters when you enter the door!"

She was talking about the portraits of Mrs. Zhang and Miss Huang in the fourth room of her mother's house.

Now Mrs. Ding, who was pulled behind her back just now, was dissatisfied, and Mrs. Ding thought that Mrs. Bai couldn't speak. Before Mrs. Zhang came over, the Ding family and Miss Meixibiao had a bad quarrel, and this time she should answer, and continue to say that her daughter is of course better than her niece.

Mrs. Ding went one step further:

"Why didn't you see the stream?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled and said:

"I know her there, busy all day long. It's about the same as a president. ”

Everyone laughed together and cheered on Mrs. Zhang's humorous jokes.

The maid who followed Mrs. Zhang also said:

"Please sit down, ladies!"

Mrs. Zhang's apology this time was like a sudden realization:

"Sisters-in-law sit first, look at me, who can't do things, what do sisters-in-law have to worry about. It's always time to entertain guests first! ”

As she spoke, she walked towards another wave of high-nosed and deep-eyed foreign wives. The foreign wives had already stood up and were looking at her with smiles on their faces.

The leading one is a Miss Shirley, Miss Shirley is the front desk secretary of Ping An Pharmaceutical, plump and enchanting. A playful little black mole on the lips. Some people also privately called her and Miss Amy, the front desk secretary of the Ping An Academy of Sciences, "the front desk sister flower". This name is very ordinary, far less than when they used to be in the UK, when they were "detective sisters".

She wore a pair of long white lace gloves that wrapped around her entire arm. She opened her arms and hugged Mrs. Zhang affectionately. Mrs. Zhang also responded affectionately.

In fact, they had only met once or twice before, and now they had formed an alliance in an instant, representing Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory.

Miss Shirley smiled and said:

"My job today is to be an interpreter and introduce Mrs. Zhang to the noble and beautiful ladies."

Mrs. Zhang responded to her with a smile and stretched out an arm, palm outward. Gently swayed a few times at the foreign wives, and said in foreign language:

"Hey!"

She smiled like a chrysanthemum, which was also a very relaxed and intimate daily greeting. Barely in line with the etiquette of today's European and American society.

Mrs. Zhang is not an ordinary person, her first hobby is to go to the foreigner dance hall of the International Hotel to dance. But in fact, no matter what kind of style she is, the foreign wives who came to visit today will easily adapt to it.

The wives of foreigners who have traveled far and wide to seek welfare in this eastern Shanghai will always have three or five secret tips for befriending Chinese, and will also recite many Chinese customs and compare them with their own countries.

The ladies meet for the first time. There will definitely be no negotiation on any nutritious topics, it is the most daily greetings and mutual compliments.

Miss Shirley first introduced a few foreign wives:

"Madame Glaxo, Counsellor of France, Madame Smith, Superintendent of England, Madame AstraZeneca, Deutschland. The wife of the chairman of the Pfizer Group. ”

Mrs. Zhang didn't have to remember the names of the birds, she just nodded and smiled.

Miss Shirley concluded:

"This one is President Zhang's wife of the Academy of Petroleum Sciences!"

Mrs. Zhang had only known about this name for two or three days, and she was a little satisfied. If it was in the Manchu Qing Dynasty a few decades ago, the name of Mrs. would not dare to be called casually, and it must be an official position in the husband's family.

In some people's families, even if the father-in-law is in a high position, if the husband is white. You can't call Mrs. either, you can only call Mrs. or Grandma or something.

Now that the Republic of China is in the Republic of China, there are a few flavors of decay of etiquette. Even the titles of the gentlemen in the family, many of them can be sealed by themselves.

Therefore, the titles of the wives are also rising. If the husband gets mixed with a low-level name such as the principal and dean, the wife of the family can be brought out and called a lady.

However, the order of Miss Shirley's introduction obviously praised Mrs. Zhang higher.

Mrs. Zhang invited everyone to sit down, and the maid brought refreshments.

Complained and praised the recent plum weather in Shanghai. He also talked about tea and snacks. And then about clothing and architecture. Several foreign wives looked at each other, and one of them asked Mrs. Zhang with great interest:

"I heard that the Dragon Boat Festival is a very lively Chinese festival, I don't know what arrangements President Zhang's wife has, please be sure to show us!"

Mrs. Zhang thought to herself, I said what kind of festival it is, so many people, it turns out that it is really for a Dragon Boat Festival. In fact, no matter what the festival is, even if it is a **** festival, the wives of the Chinese and foreign guests who visited today will also make a look of interest.

Mrs. Zhang replied with a smile:

"Dragon Boat Festival, it's just to eat a zongzi. And the dragon boat, I really didn't pay attention, what dragon boat didn't have this year? She looked back at her maid and asked for her opinion.

Mrs. Zhang has always been a foreigner herself, and she doesn't care much about traditional Chinese festivals.

The foreign ladies who come to visit, no matter what their real personality is, they always have to make a look of interest in traditional Chinese culture.

Although the wives communicated, there was a small misunderstanding. But with everyone's joint efforts, the reception in the wife's living room was cordial and successful.

The real battlefield, downstairs, in the gentlemen's drawing room.

…… (To be continued.) )