Aunt's cross-examination (4) My aunt was unhappy with what my uncle said and picked up the chopsticks in frustration.

Jiang Moyuan nodded and smiled, picked up his chopsticks and ate with grace. Zhuang Nuanchen ate beside him without any taste, keeping his heart in mind for fear that his aunt would throw another bomb.

"Xiao Jiang, come and have a drink with me." The uncle picked up the wine glass, and the full Maotai was filled with the fragrant aroma of wine.

"Uncle, such a big drink? You'd better do whatever you want." Zhuang Nuanchen was shocked when he heard that he was going to do it. She knew that her uncle had a good drinking capacity, but she had never seen him like Jiang Moyuan.

Drink liquor.

"How can this first glass of wine be casual?" My uncle said with a smile, "How much wine a man can drink means how many things he can do. Do you understand?"

Zhuang Nuanchen couldn't help but feel ashamed, what kind of fallacy is this?

However, Jiang Moyuan calmly reached out and gently hugged her shoulders, and said with a smile, "This cup should indeed be drunk. My uncle has worked hard in cooking. Come on, uncle, I toast you this cup." As he said that, he raised the glass lightly.

He touched the bottom of his uncle's cup lightly, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

His refreshing attitude made his uncle praise him repeatedly, and he drank it all in one gulp. After the two drank a few more glasses of wine, his uncle started talking.

"Xiaojiang, don't think I'm retired now, but Fulou comes to invite me three times a day. Hey, I won't go back. I finally retired. I'm going to suffer that?" My uncle took a bite of food and ate it.

He said, "But then again, during those years in Fulou, I really learned a lot of management skills in foreign restaurants, which is called strict. I also learned a lot of French. Xiao Jiang, do you know French?"

Zhuang Nuanchen subconsciously looked at Jiang Moyuan.

Jiang Moyuan gently put down his chopsticks, his attitude always remained gentle and polite, "I only know a little bit about it. French is indeed difficult to learn."

She raised her eyebrows slightly but said nothing, but discovered that he had a habit of putting down the chopsticks in his hands every time his uncle asked questions. This kind of etiquette habit was not formed overnight, which showed that he had a good upbringing.

"Yeah, I studied for a long time at that time, but I still learned a few lines. I can also recite poems, that...oh, it's called 'we'." As he spoke, my uncle began to brag about himself, shaking his head and reciting poems.

I had read a French poem and was carrying it on my back. Suddenly I couldn't remember it. I looked at Zhuang Nuanchen and asked, "What do you say after the sentence 'I long to live with you'?"

Zhuang Nuanchen smiled helplessly, "Uncle, I only take French classes in my spare time, how can I memorize this?"

"Then I won't ask you, Xiao Jiang, what did you say?" My uncle was a little drunk and became stubborn.

"Lao Yan, have you drunk too much? Drink less, and don't make everyone recite French poems to you. What do these young people know?" My aunt said, frowning.

"Then I'll go flip through the book, Xiao Jiang, you wait." The uncle said and was about to stand up. His stubbornness was really unstoppable. Zhuang Nuanchen was about to stand up and help him, but saw Jiang Moyuan stood up and pulled him

Uncle Zhu smiled calmly and said, "Sit down, don't look for it, I'll tell you."

When my uncle heard this, he became excited and sat down immediately.

Jiang Moyuan also sat down and said, "j'ai.envie.de.vivre.avec.toi,j'ai.envie.de.rester.avec.toi..vie,de.res

ter.avec.toi,.vie,.vie,.vie." The beautiful French fell from his lips and teeth, fluently and naturally. Hearing this, Zhuang Nuanchen was completely stunned. His French was as standard as his native language, and he even said it

Are you just saying that you know a little bit about it?

After hearing this, my uncle slapped his thigh repeatedly and pointed his finger at Jiang Moyuan, "Awesome, really awesome! Xiao Jiang, the real person doesn't show his face."

Jiang Moyuan just said softly, "That's all I know."

"I like the young man's modesty!" My uncle is a sweet-tempered person. He stood up, patted Jiang Moyuan, and said boldly, "What else do you like? Do you have any research on antiques?"

antique?
Chapter completed!