Jiang Tong invited Zhou Yuansheng to dinner out of politeness. After all, the little brat was still there, and it was mealtime, so it would be impolite not to exchange a few pleasantries.
I just didn't expect it.
Zhou Yuansheng actually agreed, saying, "In that case, I'll trouble you."
Jiang Tong quickly replied, "No, no, we don't have any shoe covers or extra slippers at home. Mr. Zhou, please come in directly. I was just about to mop the floor later."
She then let the man in, while she went to the kitchen to get a set of bowls and chopsticks.
As soon as Zhou Yuansheng entered, he could see the small living room, which faced the balcony. There was a large TV, a low coffee table, and an orange-red sofa.
The dining table is located under a small window outside the kitchen, with a cozy seagull-shaped lamp hanging above it. The rectangular solid wood table is covered with a blue and white checkered tablecloth.
There are many green plants in the house, and the decoration style is simple yet has a touch of childlike fun.
This apartment seemed exceptionally small to him, and it couldn't compare to the large, single-level apartment of over 800 square meters next door, but it exuded warmth everywhere, and you could tell at a glance that this family loved their child very much.
No wonder my little one comes here every day. Staying here really gives me a sense of security, and most importantly, the food smells amazing.
Zhou Yuansheng rarely realized that he was actually a little hungry. The aroma of the food alone was so appealing.
When Jiang Tong brought out the food, she saw the man's tall figure and noticed that he seemed a little awkward, as if he was not used to being a guest in someone else's home. She smiled and greeted him, "Mr. Zhou, please don't be shy, please sit down. Today's dishes are all sweet and sour flavors that the children like. I don't know if they will suit your taste. Please sit down and try them."
"No, these dishes look and smell delicious, I think they're great."
Zhou Yuansheng smiled and gave his assessment before pulling out a chair and sitting down next to his son. Seeing his son's sullen expression, he couldn't help but feel a headache coming on; this child was really hard to appease.
However, the food was surprisingly delicious, and Jiang Tong was very good at taking care of the child. Hanhan was very polite, did not smack her lips while eating, and did not rummage through the food. She waited patiently for Jiang Tong to use serving chopsticks to put food on her plate before she used her own chopsticks to eat.
Zhou Jiaqi, who was usually the most talkative during meals, was in a bad mood today and didn't say a word, just focusing on eating. He ate very well, only when he ate the sweet and sour pork ribs did he not be able to help but say to Jiang Tong, "Aunt Jiang, this is so delicious! I want to eat it again next time!"
Seeing his son's shamelessness, Zhou Yuansheng felt embarrassed. He wanted to say a few words of advice, but then he thought better of it and remained silent.
Because it really tastes good.
How delicious is it? It's a very ordinary dish, but she unexpectedly mastered the seasoning and cooking time. The sweet and sour pork ribs are just right, not too sweet or too sour, the meat is very flavorful, even the bones are flavorful, and the meat is not too soft.
All the other dishes were the same; even the ordinary home-style dishes were made very delicious.
Don't let Zhou Jiaqi's picky eating fool you; Zhou Yuansheng is just as picky. That's why they're father and son, isn't it? Neither of them has a particularly good appetite, and they don't usually find anything particularly delicious. But I have to say, Jiang Tong's cooking is truly amazing.
Zhou Yuansheng even started to wonder if it was possible to come over for meals more often.
It's so delicious that it's almost unbelievable.
Hanhan watched as the father and son across from her were picky eaters, looking exactly alike. They wouldn't eat the carrot shreds that garnished the sweet and sour pork ribs at all.
She suddenly called out in a clear, crisp voice, "Uncle," her round eyes looking at the man.
Zhou Yuansheng was somewhat surprised. He smiled gently and replied, "What's wrong?" Because few children were close to him, after all, he was always very strict.
Jiang Tong was eating ribs, her cheeks bulging. Her ribs had cartilage, which she loved. She was quite surprised to hear her daughter calling out to someone.
The next second she almost choked, because her daughter calmly said, "Uncle can't be a picky eater, carrots are very nutritious too."
Jiang Tong's face flushed red with embarrassment. She immediately swallowed the rib and said, "Hanhan, eat your food quickly, don't talk nonsense."
Zhou Yuansheng froze, his handsome face almost turning to stone. He had only been told this by his family when he was a child, and he felt a little embarrassed.
Jiang Tong didn't expect her daughter to suddenly speak so bluntly and hit the nail on the head. She quickly said, "I'm sorry, my child is just too direct."
Ah! No, it's making it even darker!
Zhou Jiaqi burst into laughter, forgetting all his anger. He grumbled, "Daddy, if you want to eat at Aunt Jiang's house, you can't be picky about food!"
He puffed out his chest as he spoke, saying that he used to not eat, but now he could eat some.
What kind of chaotic scene is this?!
Jiang Tong is so awkward.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuansheng was mentally strong enough, and he humbly accepted the lesson, saying, "Yes, Daddy will also give it a try. Thank you for your guidance, Hanhan?"
He said that was great.
Hanhan nodded immediately, very satisfied with the other party's humble and receptive manner.
Jiang Tong looked somewhat bewildered.
Never mind.
Dinner was quite lively tonight, and she started laughing as she watched.
His gaze was gentle.
As a result, she accidentally met Zhou Yuansheng's gaze, and she subconsciously looked away.
Then he felt annoyed.
This is even more awkward! Just destroy the Earth already, Amen!
After finishing the meal.
Zhou Yuansheng tried to coax his son to go home, but Zhou Jiaqi refused to leave no matter what.
In the end, they had no choice but to carry it away by force.
Zhou Jiaqi whimpered and tried to make a fuss while clinging to his father's shoulder, but eventually his father slapped him on the bottom and he quieted down.
Zhou Yuansheng didn't use any force, just made a warning gesture, "That was a misunderstanding, I'll explain it to you when we get back, now stay put."
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