363 Chapter 363: The Shangshu's House is in the middle of the plan 9
Xiaoman picked some minor problems and changed to some nursing homes that he didn't like, and put Xie Guoqiang, who was dressed as a nursing home, into it.
After she pretended to arrange some things, the people who came to attend the family banquet came one by one, just waiting for the birthday boy Fang Zhong to appear.
Fang Zhong came a little late, I don’t know if he was posing airs or something really happened. Anyway, when he came, Xiaoman felt that he was almost hungry.
As soon as Fang Zhong took his seat, his eldest son Fang Yun led his younger brother and sister, holding a longevity peach in his hand, and knelt down in the center, saying, "I wish my father a blessing as good as the East China Sea and as long as the South Mountain!"
Fang Zhong was overjoyed and said happily: "Okay, okay, you all get up. Today is a family dinner, so there is no need to be too polite."
Lights on, the banquet officially begins
One dish is a cold dish platter
Although the braised duck wings and crystal glutinous meat in the lotus plate are all Xiaoman's favorites, she can only pick up a piece of cucumber with chopsticks and pick up a piece of cucumber with her chopsticks.
Because Tang Baoqian usually eats very little, and he is basically vegetarian
A small piece of cucumber fell to her stomach, and Xiaoman felt that her empty stomach was even hungry
Today, I went out early in the morning
She only ate two dishes for breakfast
The meal was pumpkin porridge at noon. For a carnivore like her, the thing was simply through the intestines. In less than an hour, there was no residue left.
The big fish and meat you like to eat cannot touch, and the cucumbers are not resistant to hunger. Xiaoman helplessly put down the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, deliberately not looking at the food on the plate, so as not to get hungry the more you look at it.
At this time, she noticed that Fang Zhong was looking at her, as if she was signaling her to sit next to him.
Xiaoman smiled sweetly, Yingying stood up and walked towards the main table where Fang Zhong was sitting.
After thanking her, her butt just touched a corner of the bench and felt countless ice skates flying towards her.
Indeed, this seat is not the turn of [San Concubine Tang Baoqian] to take a seat
Madam, aunt, second concubine, and seniority are more qualified than her to sit next to the master.
But it's useless. Whoever the master likes and whoever he loves, he only has the only one who he is. The old women can only stare at him.
What's more, what does this matter have to do with her, Zhang Xiaoman?
Xiaoman completely ignored the jealousy below, picked up a wine pot on the table, put a glass on Fang Zhong, and said, "Master, you have to have fun tonight."