The three of them cleaned up and walked back.

When they returned to the front of the house, Miller's daughter-in-law and son were already sitting outside the pool, and when they saw Miller returning, Jennifer immediately took her son's hand and stood up.

"Let's go back, Yang has been playing long enough today," Jennifer said.

Miller grinned and said, "Okay."

After speaking, he turned his head to Zhang Chi and said, "Then let's go back."

Zhang Chi didn't think much about it, and said casually: "Why don't you eat here at night?" ”

Zhang Chi was just polite, or maybe it was because his family came over, and he stayed with his family for a long time, and the subconscious guests had to be polite when they wanted to leave, but in fact, they didn't really want to invite Miller's family of three to dinner here.

When Yang heard this, he immediately grabbed his mother's hand tightly, and looked at his father pitifully, he is really bored at home alone, and now when he goes home, even his sister Nancy is not at home, except for playing with the dog, he can't find a playmate, unlike here, Xiao Xiao is a living person.

Jennifer looked up at Miller.

Miller hesitated for a moment and asked Zhang Chi, "What do you eat at night?" ”

Zhang Chi paused, he really didn't want the Miller family to stay for dinner, but since he was invited, and people also said to stay, let's eat together.

Anyway, it's not a big deal, Zhang Chi's family can still lack a meal for this family of three.

"How's the barbecue? Roast beef, Amber beef, tenderloin, eye meat and upper brain are all there," Zhang Chi said.

I said it again in English and repeated it again in Chinese.

Xiao Xiao listened to it at this time, with a bitter gourd face, and muttered: "Ah, eat barbecue again."

The little guy went to his uncle's house, eating meat at two ends for three days, at the beginning the little guy was still beautiful, every time he was holding a piece of meat bigger than his face and gnawing it, he couldn't eat it himself, but he couldn't eat it, Zhang Chi's family had a guy waiting for the tail to be swept.

Needless to say, Shiren and Bai Lao are leftover meat crushers.

The rest, whether it is a big cow, two tigers or three biao, are not small people, even if they are two dogs and three families, they are also small experts in dried meat.

Therefore, no matter how much meat you make, there is no leftover.

The meat is delicious, but if you eat it every day, you eat it every day, and Xiao Xiao can't stand it anymore, let alone Xiao Xiao, now even Da Xiao can't stand it.

"Beef at night?" Sun Yanping asked.

Zhang Chi thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to roast mutton?" ”

"Change the method, don't roast" Sun Yanping, like his son, was eager to roll in the barbecue when he first came, but now when he hears the barbecue, he doesn't want to eat it too much.

It's not that the barbecue is not delicious, but that I eat too much, so naturally I don't want to eat it. Now give each of them a bowl of porridge with sticks and noodles, and the two of them probably think that porridge is better than barbecue.

Zhang Chi wanted to make barbecue, because it was a simple job, so he said to his brother-in-law: "If you say it, you have to ask the guests."

After that, Zhang Chi asked Miller and his family, "Eat barbecue at night or something else?" ”

Miller was not polite, and the Americans probably didn't know what politeness was, so he opened his mouth and asked his son and daughter-in-law: "Do you want to eat barbecue or Chinese food at night?" ”

"Chinese food!"

Jennifer and Yang said in unison, and when they saw that their mother and mother were still so tacit, they clapped their hands together.

Zhang Chi thought for a moment and said: I will ask the two Americans if they want to eat barbecue or Chinese food, and they will probably choose to eat because they have never eaten it, and they think it is novel.

This is the same as when Zhang Chi was a child, adults took him to eat KFC or something, how delicious it really is, the main thing is the novelty.

Since the guests all said that it was Chinese food, Zhang Chi couldn't escape now.

Chinese.

What exactly do you eat at night?

Speaking of food, Zhang Chi's family has it, and he also has meat, but Zhang Chi just can't think of what to eat.

Li Xiumei saw that her son had been frowning, so she came over and asked, "What happened, why do you look sad."

Zhang Chi said to his mother, "I'm thinking about what to eat at night."

"What's so difficult about that, what is there to eat at home, what's so difficult about having meat and vegetables, okay, don't worry about it tonight, I'll do it here, make a few stews, a few cold dishes, and two stir-fries" Li Xiumei said.

Li Xiumei knew that Miller's family stayed to eat, but she also heard her sister-in-law Gu Ying say that the customs of foreigners here, as long as it is not a particularly important occasion, eating is not too particular, so Li Xiumei wanted to show Miller's family her skills.

It's not to show off, it's just to let them get used to what they think is the most authentic Chinese food to see if they can eat it, and it's just that the habit of eating is still there, and if they can't get used to it, then they Americans think about the reason themselves, anyway, Li Xiumei will not change it.

"Well, that's okay, I'll give you a hand" As soon as Zhang Chi heard that the old lady had taken over the task, he immediately felt a sense of relaxation all over his body.

Li Xiumei thought for a moment and asked her son, "Today's dinner is not official, is it?" ”

Zhang Chi was stunned by his mother's question, and then said with a smile: "No, as soon as they leave customers for the time being, they will stay, just do a little bit at will, don't be too complicated, the level of home-cooked food is good."

"Then don't worry, your mother can't do anything else, just good at home-cooked food," Li Xiuqiao said with a smile.

Next, the two of them looked at the refrigerator together, and what vegetables were in the small vegetable garden outside, and began to prepare.

Six cold, six hot and two stews, it is really a home-cooked shelf.

The cold dishes include cucumbers, vinegared eggs, tomatoes mixed with sugar, dry-cut beef, and two kinds of pork skin jelly and pig's head meat that have just been brought back from Uncle Gu Ying's restaurant.

The six hot dishes are simpler, vinegared shredded potatoes, shredded celery and pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and so on.

The main thing is two stews, one is cabbage and lamb vermicelli and the other is a hodgepodge.

There is both vegetable and soup in stew, so naturally there is no need for soup on the table.

Miller's family is not polite to arrive, and they responded to stay and eat, and they began to play their own games, Yang and Xiao Xiao went crazy together, needless to say, Miller and his eldest brother-in-law Sun Yanping, as well as Zhang Chi's grandfather Lao Tzu, found a table to play poker, Chinese-style poker Miller will not, and is still training.

Although everyone's language is not understood, but in the high-tech era, the emergence of voice pens has solved most of these problems, and the four of them are still playing enthusiastically.

Naturally, Jenny Fee and Merika got together.

But it's a pity that these two people in the three piles are a little uncomfortable, there is no way, Jennifer is an ordinary western woman, with a low level of education, graduated from a community college, although it can also be regarded as a college graduate, but compared with Merica, who was born in an Ivy League school and is still an excellent graduate, it is far worse.

Although they are both women, their ages are not too far apart, but their knowledge level, social role level, and birth class are different.

In this way, the two people who seem to be the best match are the least topical. Talking about business, talking about the economy, Jennifer wants to wipe her neck, talk about cosmetics, talk about gossip, talk about celebrities, and Merica wants to hang herself on the southeast branch.

So the two chatted awkwardly for about five minutes, Jennifer went to watch her husband play cards, and Merica went around the kitchen, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law and grandmother, so she went upstairs into the study to read.

There are a lot of people busy in the kitchen, in addition to Zhang Chi and Li Xiumei's mother and son, there are also Miao Guifang, Zhang Juan, and the four of them work together, and these small dishes are not slow.

After waiting for all the dishes to be placed on the table, dinner was not placed in the house, but directly placed outside at the large dining table, which was on the terrace.

"It's time to eat!"

Miao Guifang saw that the dishes were almost there, so she shouted at everyone.

Miller, who was playing cards, saw that the dishes began to be put on the table, so he took the cards and began to prepare, and when he heard Miao Guifang's words, he immediately gathered around the table.

Of course, Miller can't understand Chinese, but for the three words of eating, the impression is still profound, because he came to Zhang Chi's house to eat, and listening to these three words is the most pleasant.

The shape of the dinner is not like us Chinese eating together, but adopts a separate meal system, all the dishes are placed on the table, but no one goes to the plate to pick up the dishes. Whichever plate you want to eat, you can use the communal utensils on the plate to serve it in the bowl.

It's Chinese and Western.

As for why you eat it this way, there is one reason, and that is hygiene.

There is nothing unaccustomed to by Miller's family, they usually eat a separate meal system, and Zhang Chi's family is not used to it, they eat a lot of barbecue here in Zhang Chi, and every time everyone sends a plate to pick up their own food to eat.

So if this Chinese meal looks a little awkward to outsiders, but everyone at the restaurant really doesn't feel anything unaccustomed.

Where there is food, there is naturally wine.

Zhang Chi provides liquor, beer, red wine, white wine, anyway, as long as you want the type of wine, Zhang Chi has it here.

Whoever wants to drink can drink, no one advises to drink, let alone a fist, everyone is just eating and chatting quietly, just like an ordinary home-cooked meal.

"Try this, it's not as scary as others say".

Miller persuaded his daughter-in-law to eat preserved eggs.

The Americans have made preserved eggs as ugly as they can imagine, what kind of devil eggs and the like, so when many Americans hear preserved eggs, they feel that they will definitely not be able to accept this taste.

It's like the first time Miller eats it, but when he eats a preserved egg topped with balsamic vinegar, sesame oil, and coriander garlic, he doesn't think it tastes as bad as he thought.

People are like this, suddenly they eat something they didn't dare to eat before, and you still think the taste is bearable, and you naturally take this thing as a kind of bragging capital.

Miller is the same, when chatting with American friends, whenever someone talks about Chinese devil eggs, he will always say in a smug tone that he has tried it, and the taste is okay or something.

At this time, it usually quickly causes a wave of questions and amazements.

Jennifer listened, and in the mood to give it a try, she ate a small piece about the size of a fingernail, but after chewing a few times, her face was obviously not so good-looking.

Jennifer couldn't stand the taste.

Turning her head and spitting the preserved egg onto the napkin line, Jennifer waved her hand: "I'm sorry, I really can't stand the smell."

Merica smiled and said, "It's okay, some Chinese can't accept this taste."

Jennifer was a little curious when she heard this: "There are also Chinese who don't eat this?" ”

Merica nodded: "Yes, there are also Chinese who can't accept this taste, a bit like our moldy cheese, some people on our side can't accept it, in fact, everyone is the same."

"Yes," Jennifer laughed.

After looking at the dishes on the table, Jennifer turned to Merica and asked, "Today's dishes are all excellent."

That's just a polite remark.

Merika smiled: "This is home cooking, a dish on the table of ordinary Chinese." Doesn't it make you a little weird? They say that Chinese eat dog meat or something? ”

Jennifer laughs: "I have lived in China for a few years, and I know Chinese no one has eaten dog meat, and there are places where this happens, but very few ......."

Talking about China's customs, Jennifer came to the spirit, and now Americans have a much better understanding of China than before, and many people know that China is actually not so poor.

The younger generation's impression of China is completely different from that of their parents, who still think that the streets of China are full of people wearing yellow uniforms and green trousers and riding bicycles.

When it comes to China, Jennifer's interest is obvious, and she and Merica have finally found a common language.

It takes a lot of time for two men to talk warmly, and it takes a lot of time for two women to talk warmly.

Before we knew it, everyone was eating and chatting, and it was more than nine o'clock, and it was time for the people to go.

(End of chapter)