Nie Zhao turned up the volume on the walkie-talkie, but he still couldn't understand it; only Chen Rou understood it at the scene.

A-Yuan asked his father, "What are they saying?"

Sichuan dialect sounds like arguing and fighting, and when Nie Zhao heard it, he said, "This sounds like Japanese."

Nie Han had studied Japanese, so he asked again, "Did you understand? What did they say?"

If people from Sichuan were to speak Japanese, then if Nie Zhao were to enter the province vertically, he would be sent out horizontally.

Chen Rou had no choice but to explain to her son, "It's a dialect from Sichuan Province in our country, just like Cantonese, it's a dialect."

Ah Yuan has quite a wild ambition: "I want the whole world, and I want people to speak Cantonese."

Chen Rou said, "No, there are many, many languages ​​in mainland China."

Then, with a smile, she asked her son, "Guess what they're talking about?"

A-Yuan only heard someone talking on the walkie-talkie, but he didn't understand, so he asked his mother, "What's going on?"

Chen Rou looked at Nie Zhao: "The restaurant chef is asking the waiter who took our order, are you sure your dad can handle spicy food?"

There were no spicy dishes on the Nie family's table; the only thing he found spicy was cola.

Moreover, it was Nie Yao who asked him if he felt it was spicy, and he assumed that feeling was spicy.

The little guy raised his hands high: "Baby loves spicy food, baby absolutely loves spicy food."

Perhaps to demonstrate his integration, Nie Zhao was particularly approachable today.

In Bao Yuyan's memory, even when he was with her father and his friends, he was the kind of person who only listened to others and didn't like to talk. But today, he actually started introducing Sichuan and Sichuan cuisine to Bao Yuyan for the first time.

According to him, this was the first time Chen Rou had ever heard of a hotel where even the waitresses were from Sichuan, and that Liang Lisheng had helped her find a place near Repulse Bay. She had also forgotten that the building belonged to a church and was owned by the Nie family. In other words, this extravagant Sichuan restaurant wouldn't have been able to open without Nie Zhao's approval.

He was very cautious about putting restaurants in any of the buildings his mother owned, because restaurants are dirty.

Nie Zhao suddenly became very talkative and boastful. Nie Han glanced at Chen Rou and pursed her lips.

She slowly began to understand what was going on. Her petty uncle-in-law had only been casually criticized, but he was now complaining like Xianglin's wife. After all, he only cared about two people: his wife and son, and his actions were always based on their needs.

However, Nie Han and Bao Yuyan, those two bad people, only talk badly about him when they go out to eat together.

My uncle has turned into a nagging old woman, I can't afford to mess with him, thankfully the dishes arrived at that moment.

Cold dishes to accompany the red wine were served first. Nie Han clinked glasses with Bao Yuyan to celebrate her move toward divorce.

Just like his dad, A-Yuan wanted to show off his love for spicy food to match his mom's. But just like his dad's first time eating Sichuan cuisine, Chen Rou chose a crispy fried spicy chicken, which brought tears to the little guy's eyes.

Moreover, he wouldn't admit it was spicy; he drank water in large gulps, coughed, and shed tears.

Finally, the child looked at his father and said, "Dad, there's a fire!"

With both hands outstretched, A Yuan's description was spot on: "Baby's feet are on fire!"

Nie Han had eaten with Chen Rou before and could eat a little, but this was Bao Yuyan's first time eating there.

However, it is said that women are better at eating spicy food than men. And it is true. Nie Zhao was still resentful because Bao Yuyan had instigated his wife to distrust him. He even ate two pieces of spicy chicken and said, "Try it, it's not spicy."

Spicy chicken, the soul of Sichuan cuisine, was given a special twist by the chef today after hearing about Boss Nie.

Not to mention that the chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns are specially selected for their flavor, the chicken is fried over a blazing fire in hot oil until it is crispy on the outside but the moisture is locked inside. When you bite into it, the skin is crispy and the inside is juicy.

Bao Yuyan genuinely didn't find it spicy. After eating several mouthfuls of rice, she looked up and exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

Nie Han is always dancing in her uncle's minefield: "Now that you're back and live nearby, let's come over for meals often."

Nie Zhao will probably never be able to eat spicy food again in his life. He doesn't dare to say it like A Yuan, but he also feels like his mouth is on fire.

The father and son could only eat salted braised pork belly and boiled cabbage.

A Yuan's father couldn't understand, and A Yuan couldn't understand either. He got out of his high chair and climbed into his mother's arms. He climbed up again, reached out and wiped his mother's lips, then stuck out his tongue and licked them. Immediately, the child pouted.

It didn't taste like cola at all; instead, his tongue felt like it was on fire.

Dad was watering him, but Mom saw his little face scrunched up and kissed his little mouth instead. Oh no, A Yuan's entire lip went numb, and the child even cried from the spiciness.

Meanwhile, someone else was about to start dancing in Nie Zhao's minefield.

While in Macau, A-Yuan developed a love for drinking Coca-Cola and carried it with him everywhere he went.

After he returned, Nie Zhao made him drink all four cans of Coke, but they later agreed to drink them once a week.

Gradually, as the weekend approached and Nie Zhao stopped mentioning it, A Yuan gradually forgot about it.

But the boss here is bad at flattery; he ended up making a fool of himself.

The waiter mentioned that the richest man's billionaire son had been hurt by the spiciness, so the boss thoughtfully had the waiter bring him a drink, which turned out to be a Coke. Chen Rou wasn't as strict as Nie Zhao, and since they were out eating, she opened it for A Yuan.

Ah Yuan hugged it to his arms, took a big gulp, and slurped, "Spicy!"

But just as Nie Zhao was about to say that if you think it's too spicy, you shouldn't eat it anymore, A Yuan raised his hand: "Baby, I love spicy food."

Not to mention how much his mother appreciated his love for spicy food, the boss was so excited outside that he was moved to tears.

Even a billionaire baby loves to eat it, so it seems like his business is going to be successful!

Nie Zhao was still unwilling to give up and planned to go to Yanghe Hospital tonight to see his father.

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