For this virtue, grandma and uncle still offer him as an ancestor, looking forward to him being an official and glorifying the lintel.

It is estimated that when he really becomes an official, his father and mother will not want it.

I can't wait to marry the daughter of a first-class member and become a son-in-law.

Ye Xiuyan has a keen sense of five senses, and she listens to the conversation between Ye Mingjie and her classmates clearly, and she is extremely shameless in her heart.

"Ignore him."

Lin Jingcheng sensed the little girl's mood change, and smiled and comforted: "There's no need to let this kind of person disturb our good mood for dinner." ”

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes lit up when she heard the meal, and she left the annoying lobby brother behind, and wanted to enjoy the food.

For nine years, she and her mother have been hiding in a small mountain village, hiding from the pursuit of enemies.

It is a rare opportunity to treat your stomach and taste the special dishes in the restaurant.

*

Lin Jingcheng was dressed in black and had an extraordinary bearing, and when he entered the restaurant with two attendants, he was immediately greeted by a man with a smile and invited people to the most chic private room on the second floor.

The four of them sat down in the private room, and the man didn't wait for orders, and made new tea and brought it in.

The waiter held up the menu and ordered, as Ye Xiuyan expected, and ordered the restaurant's special dishes without dropping.

The guy smiled and narrowed, wrote the menu, ran downstairs, and after a while, brought a plate of seasonal fruits.

The sword was very satisfied with the man's cleverness, and threw him ten cents as a reward, and the man smiled more happily and ran more diligently.

*

Toon sprouts mixed with tofu, garlic eggplant, cold cabbage heart, cucumber mixed with pig's head, old vinegar peanuts, sauce Songhua egg, braised chicken feet, cold salad kelp shreds.

Eight kinds of cold dishes were placed on the table, Ye Xiuyan's little eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't wait to put an old vinegar peanut in her mouth.

Peanuts are moderately sweet and sour, crisp and delicious, and chew to mention how delicious they are.

"I like to eat more."

Lin Jingcheng saw that she was eating sweetly, and she also had an appetite, so she sandwiched a piece of pig's head meat, dipped it in the sauce and put it in her mouth, chewing it deliciously.

The sword and the book are with them all the year round, and they eat out without distinction of dignity or inferiority.

The two saw Shizi pick up the chopsticks, and they also started eating with a smile, and the two pairs of chopsticks scrambled to reach for a piece of pig's head meat that looked the most delicious.

Chopsticks collide in front of the pig's head with a crisp sound.

The two were stunned, stared at each other for a few seconds, and began a fierce confrontation.

The chopsticks are flying, and the crunch is constant.

The two of you compete for each other, and refuse to admit defeat to each other.

Lin Jingcheng's head hurt, and he waved his hand and threw the chopsticks, knocking the chopsticks of the two of them away at the same time.

The private room fell silent for a moment.

The waiter and the sword were stunned for a few seconds, looking away from each other, touching the back of their heads and pretending to be stupid.

"Hee-hee."

Ye Xiuyan was amused, and her eyes were crooked into small crescents with a smile.

"Keep eating."

Lin Jingcheng took another pair of clean chopsticks, picked up the most delicious piece of pork head meat, and put it on the little girl's plate.

"Uh-huh."

Ye Xiuyan didn't have the slightest politeness, she ate it in her mouth, puffing out her little cheeks full of collagen, chewing deliciously.

Two attendants with a black line.

They each took new chopsticks and wept silently.

*

Ye Xiuyan tasted the cold dishes and had a soft spot for the cold salad: "I didn't expect the cabbage heart cold salad to be so delicious, go back and tell the eldest sister that she will learn it and make it for the family." ”

Lin Jingcheng commented pertinently: "The big girl's cooking is better than Aunt Juan's. ”