In addition to the dishes, everyone has only a knife, a fork, and a small spoon in front of their plates.

The Leng family members naturally sat upright and did not dare to move. They watched the maid serving dishes one after another, with her hands on her knees and a somewhat forced smile on her face.

Han Sifeng kept looking at the Leng family with a smile, his sharp eyes not missing the slightest detail. After seeing the Leng family's forced smile, the smile at the corner of his mouth rose high. This meal,

It's enough to watch the Leng family make a fool of themselves and pretend to be rich, then enjoy the life of a rich person.

Ling Jichen's expression showed displeasure. In the past, he always catered to everyone's taste. At Leng's house, he ate home-cooked side dishes, and when he invited someone to eat, he tried to be as close to Leng's family's appetite as possible. Now, the whole table is filled with Western dishes. Whether they suit your taste or not is not a matter of taste.

He said that the dining rules alone were enough to make the Leng family confused.

I really regret that I didn’t invite you to Western food more often.[

After all the dishes were served, the maid opened the red wine, slowly poured the wine into the wine glass, then stood on both sides with her hands down, waiting quietly.

"You're welcome." Han Sifeng looked at everyone with a smile, and spread the palm of his right hand gracefully outward. Then, he took the pure white napkin from the table, folded the napkin in half and gently placed it on his lap, and looked at the Leng family with a smile again.

, "Just treat it as being at your own home, be casual."

"Mrs. Ling is so polite." Leng Ma said with a smile, but she didn't know what to do with her hands. The couple had been married for so many years and had never been to a Western restaurant. Looking at the empty plate and the knives and forks on both sides of the plate, she felt confused for a moment.

I don't know how to get it.

Ling Jichen and Leng Yunuo's hands were always tightly held. After looking at each other, Leng Yunuo let go of Ling Jichen's hand and looked at the family sitting opposite. Her eyes could speak.

Mom is saying, Mom, watch me do it, don’t be afraid.

Leng Yuhao knew that this was Western food, but he had never eaten it before. He could only imitate the Lings and his wife, folding the napkin in half and placing it on his knees in a decent manner, but he looked at the knife and fork in a dilemma, not knowing which hand to use.

Holding the knife and which hand holds the fork, I thought, with so many delicious foods, it would be great to have a pair of chopsticks.

With a faint smile on Leng Yunuo's face, Leng Yunuo took the napkin gracefully and slowly folded it in half, but kept looking at Leng's father and Leng's mother opposite. Leng's father and Leng's mother followed Leng Yunuo's example and folded the napkin.

It's good to put on your knees.

What originally only took a few seconds, the Leng family followed suit and spent several minutes.

"It's our first time to have dinner together. Come on, let's have a toast." Seeing everyone doing this, Han Sifeng raised his wine glass and gently swayed the wine in the glass. That gesture was extremely noble and elegant.

"Uncle and aunt, please be more casual. Come on, cheers." Ling Jichen was also extremely nervous. The family dinner that seemed very warm was particularly unpleasant at this time. In the upper class society, people are very particular about their words and deeds during meals.

, especially when eating Western food, there are so many rules, and the Leng family cannot adapt to such a dining environment and dining rules at all.

At this time, he especially hoped that this was really just an ordinary family dinner. There would be no difference in status between everyone, just like an ordinary family, chatting and laughing without being too careful and not even daring to say a word. Such a dinner,

It's just started and it's already depressing.

"Here, cheers."

At this time, Leng Yunuo's behavior, under Ling Jichen's training, could no longer find any flaws. The way he held the wine glass and his elegant smile were completely like everyone's daughter.

Leng Yunuo held up her wine glass, with a smile in her eyes. She was calm on the surface, but she was actually hiding her inner worries. She was not worried about her parents losing their composure in front of her future parents-in-law, but she was worried that her parents would suffer from this.

The three members of the Leng family are used to drinking from large cups, and they are also used to holding bowls and holding beer bottles while drinking, so the posture of holding tall mugs is naturally not very pretty.

Several wine glasses clinked together, Leng Yunuo took a sip, the wine swirled around the tip of his tongue, he swallowed it slowly, put the wine glass down, and raised his eyelids, he saw that the wine in Leng Yuhao's glass had reached the bottom.

Leng Yuhao was very puzzled as to why he was so stingy when he had money to drink. The cup was so high but he only had one sip of wine. Even if he poured it into his mouth, it was not enough to quench his thirst.

After pouring the wine and putting the glass down, he found that except for his wine glass, which had reached the bottom, everything else seemed to be untouched.

When the maid saw that the wine was finished, she moved forward and poured some more. It was still not much, just enough for one mouthful.

"This wine tastes very good, can you pour a little more?"[

Leng Yuhao only thought that the red wine tasted very sweet, like drinking juice. He smiled at the maid and pointed to the wine glass.

The maid smiled slightly and poured some more wine into the glass. Even after pouring it twice, it still only occupied one-third of the glass.

"Nono, can you tell what brand of red wine this is?" Han Sifeng glanced at Leng Yuhao and sneered in her heart. A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. It would be a waste to pour such expensive wine directly into the throat. Then he turned his eyes to Leng Yuhao.

Yunuo asked with a smile, "Can you tell my aunt its place and year of production?"

When Leng Yunuo heard this, her hand holding the wine glass froze. The wine had a fragrant aroma in her throat. It must be a good wine that has been stored for many years. However, she only learned how to taste red wine. If she wanted to tell the year and brand of the wine,

, this cannot be learned overnight.

"Lafite in 1982, from Chateau Lafite in France." When Ling Jichen saw Han Sifeng asking such a question, he knew there was something wrong with today's dinner. He placed his left hand on Leng Yunuo's thigh and looked at Han Sifeng with a smile.

, "Mom, today is such a good day, so don't ask so many professional questions."

The warmth of Ling Jichen's hand came from Leng Yunuo's feet, which made Leng Yunuo feel relieved. She looked at Ling Jichen gratefully. The smile on her small face was already a bit far-fetched. She knew that these problems were difficult for people in the upper class, but

It is a common topic at the dinner table, but for people of their background, they have no access to these expensive things. If you ask, you will not know anything and will only make a fool of yourself.

"Nono, can't you taste what kind of wine this is?" Regarding the displeasure in her son's tone, Han Sifeng had no intention of changing the subject. Seeing Ling Jichen rush to answer, she sneered in her heart and still looked at Leng Yunuo with a smile.

"Mom, this dish is the master's new invention. It looks delicious. You can try it first." Ling Jichen saw Han Sifeng's reluctance and forked a piece of shredded pork in front of him and put it on Han Sifeng's plate.

, the displeasure in his eyes became even stronger.

"I'm sorry, aunt, I don't know anything about this." Leng Yunuo saw Ling Jichen like this and knew that he was covering up for her. However, she was originally a child from an ordinary family. She was asked to pretend to be noble and a young lady from a rich family. She pretended to be a noble girl.

Not coming out.

"Hey, this really surprises my aunt." Han Sifeng looked at his son with a look that showed no sign of compromise. He turned his gaze to Leng Yunuo and said half-jokingly, "Children in our circle have accepted Western culture since they were young.

Education, Nono, haven’t you ever studied it?”

Ling Xiaotian elegantly cut the steak on the plate. With such sharp observation, he had already noticed the strange behavior of the Leng family two minutes before sitting down at the table. The posture of holding the wine glass was completely strange. He twitched the corner of his mouth and forked a cup.

Put the small piece of meat into your mouth and chew it slowly.

"Mom, it's rare that we all sit down to have a meal together, so don't ask so many questions. Noonu is timid, you will scare her." Ling Jichen looked at Han Sifeng with a smile, and his deep eyes were filled with extreme dissatisfaction.

.

"You child, Nuonuo is almost becoming my daughter-in-law. As a mother-in-law, I don't want to let my daughter-in-law know." Han Sifeng looked at Ling Jichen's angry eyes with a half-smile, yes, she asked

The question completely echoes the chat topics between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in modern families.

"Nono, look, you are about to give birth, and we have just met. Auntie asked you a few questions, and Ji Chen was not happy."

"Auntie, I really haven't received a Western education. I..." Leng Yunuo really doesn't want to continue lying. She is tired of lying for so long. What if she always has to live in lies?

What else does life mean?

"Nono, come here, your favorite egg roll." Ling Jichen knew as soon as he heard Leng Yunuo's words that this fool was telling the truth again. He hurriedly picked up an egg roll and put it on her plate, looking at it.

Leng Yunuo's eyes flickered, stopping her from continuing.

"Hey, I heard from Ji Chen that your family is also a famous family. How come you haven't accepted Western culture?" Han Sifeng saw Ling Jichen's looking around and had a sarcastic smile on his lips. It seemed that this lie was going to be a lie.

He was self-defeating, "No one would believe me if I told you."

"Auntie, our family is not a famous family at all, we are just ordinary people." Leng Yunuo put his hand on Ling Jichen's. The sweat on his palm made Ling Jichen feel extremely distressed.

"Hey, Nono is really good at joking." Han Sifeng slowly cut the vegetable leaves with his knife, raised his eyelids, and looked at the three members of the Leng family, "That villa costs millions, and ordinary people can't afford it.

"

After saying that, the expressions of the four members of the Leng family changed at the same time, and they said with a busy smile, "We all eat vegetables, and they won't taste good if they are cold."

Han Sifeng's words sounded like they were just chatting, but everyone understood the meaning behind them. It was ridicule, it was disdain, it was contempt. How could a family like yours afford such a nice house?

of!

While testing Leng Yunuo, he did not let go of the other three members of the Leng family. Seeing that the faces of the Leng family were not very good, he smiled and said, "These dishes are made by an Italian master. How about trying them." [

"Mrs. Ling is so polite." Leng Chengyi saw that there was a knife hidden in Han Sifeng's smile. At this time, he was worried not about the family making a fool of himself, but about his precious daughter. If she really entered this door in the future, what would happen to Han Sifeng?

This level is very difficult to pass.

After taking a look at these dishes, there are so many varieties of dishes. The price of this table of dishes alone can last an average family for half a year. I admired, "The dishes cooked by the chef at home are comparable to those in big hotels."

"I heard from Ji Chen that Mr. Leng is good at cooking. Let's try it and see if there is any room for improvement in the chef's cooking skills." Ling Xiaotian, who had been silent, saw that Han Sifeng was trying to embarrass Leng Yunuo, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Holding the wine glass, he looked at Leng Chengyi.

"I don't dare take it seriously." Leng Chengyi sneered, "I only know some simple Chinese food and don't know much about Western food."

"Mr. Leng is being humble." Ling Xiaotian raised his glass and touched it lightly with Leng Chengyi, "The hotel has received rave reviews some time ago. It is said that Mr. Leng created palace dishes in the hotel. I hope to have the opportunity to taste them.

The dishes cooked by Mr. Leng.”

"Dad, after the Chinese New Year, my uncle's restaurant will open. By then, the response will be even better than now." Ling Jichen's dissatisfaction with Han Sifeng has reached its limit. Every word hurts the Leng family's vitality and loses face.

He didn't give it either, and his expression became even more ugly.
Chapter completed!