After returning to the Dong family, the servants in the Dong residence were still busy. They were busy performing.

Old Madam Dong had already arranged for someone to prepare dinner and was ready to entertain Qian Chunhua in the evening. Due to lack of time, the meals in the morning and at noon were very simple, which made them feel sorry for their savior.

The moment Qian Chunhua stepped into the dining room, she was so scared that she thought she had walked into the wrong place.

A ridiculously large eight-immortal table was filled with a dazzling array of dishes. Qian Chunhua didn't count them, but roughly estimated that there were at least twenty dishes.

When there were only a few people sitting down, including two children, Qian Chunhua was confused, wondering if he was really so extravagant.

At this moment, Qian Chunhua was like a country bumpkin. Even with her modern experience, she couldn't name the dishes on the table.

"Godmother, eat quickly."

Seeing that his godmother had not picked up her chopsticks yet, Dong Cong greeted her enthusiastically.

Qian Chunhua stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a dish from the plate in front of him, looked at it, couldn't recognize what it was, put it in his mouth, tasted it carefully, and thought, my god, it was too delicious.

The table was too big, and after Qian Chunhua tasted a plate of dishes, she couldn't reach the dishes that were too far away, and she didn't want to stand up.

A maid came forward, and as long as Qian Chunhua looked at the dish or stayed on the plate for more than two seconds, the maid would bring her the dish on the plate.

The portion is not large, just one mouthful is enough.

Even so, Qian Chunhua was full after tasting twenty dishes.

This is the life of rich people, it’s really great.

Qian Chunhua herself had never expected that after traveling through time, she would truly gain a lot of knowledge. She would no longer dare to look down on the ancients.

The Dong family members ate in silence. Everyone at the table finished their meal in silence, cleared the dishes, and brought water for mouthwash and hand washing.

Qian Chunhua suddenly remembered that this scene was a bit like a scene in Dream of the Red Chamber.

I am just like Sister Lin when she first came to the Grand View Garden.

Bah, bah, bah. No, I am not Lin Daiyu. I am not as frail and sickly as her.

"Madam Qian, is the matter settled?" After dinner, Old Madam Dong finally started to express her concern for Qian Chunhua.

Qian Chunhua quickly replied, "Madam, the matter has been done. Thank you, Manager Dong."

Qian Chunhua's politeness made Madam Dong frown slightly, "Madam Qian, you should call me Aunt Dong from now on. You are Cong'er's godmother, and it's too strange for you to be with me."

Qian Chunhua actually didn't like the lady calling her aunt, so she quickly said, "Hey, I'm your aunt, so you can just call me Chunhua."

Qian Chunhua was also straightforward and just called her aunt, omitting even the last name, which made it more intimate.

"Haha, 嗽." Old Madam Dong laughed happily.

Qian Chunhua looked at Old Madam Dong, and in a trance she had a slight illusion that she seemed to see Lady Jia.

"Then I will call you Sister Chunhua." Mrs. Dong seized the opportunity to speak.

"Hey, then I'm going to introduce you to your sister. What's your last name?"

"Your surname is Guan, Guan Yueru."

"Tututututut, that must be Sister Yueru."

After changing the address, they got back to business.