The three families gathered around a large table in a lively atmosphere.
They sat in a circle around the round table, with Gao Lei sitting in the main seat, with Yue Hua and Yue Peng on his left, Chen Zhong and Ye Qingyin on his right, Chen Yuefei and Jiang Jun on Ye Qingyin's right, and Gao Shengmei on Jiang Jun's right.
According to the order of priority, Gao Lei should sit in the main seat and take good care of Yue Hua, Chen Zhong and Ye Qingyin, while Gao Shengmei should sit opposite Gao Lei and take care of Yue Peng, Jiang Yun and Chen Yuefei.
The problem was that Jiang Jun wanted Gao Shengmei and Yue Peng to sit together, while the kind-hearted Yue Peng wanted Jiang Jun and Chen Yuefei to sit next to each other, so Jiang Jun and Gao Shengmei changed seats.
Just like that, after a round, Gao Shengmei and Yue Peng sat next to each other.
Gao Shengmei felt so uncomfortable that she didn't even look at Yue Peng. Her whole body was stiff and she wanted to pick up the food with her left hand.
Jiang Jun thought Gao Shengmei was just being childishly shy, so she took the initiative to praise Yue Peng's cooking skills. The dishes in the evening were all made mainly by Yue Peng. As she spoke, she gently kicked Gao Shengmei under the table, meaning to say, see, I was right, he is indeed a good cook.
Yue Peng smiled and said, "Xiao Jiang is really caring. She knows what Uncle Chen and Aunt Ye like to eat, and she also knows that Xiao Fei has a strong taste." He glanced at Ye Qingyin's expression intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "Dad, Xiao Jiang cooks really well. I want to be her neighbor."
Chen Zhong smiled and said, "Xiao Yue, I think your idea will come true!"
Chen Yuefei nodded: "Yes, if I don't have food to eat when I go home, I will go to your house for a meal!"
Yue Peng smiled and said, "Xiao Jiang's cooking is so delicious, how could you go home without food?"
When attending such a banquet, as the daughter-in-law of the host family, eating is not the most important thing. You need to be quick-eyed and quick-handed, pay attention to everyone's actions and reactions, and give timely responses.
Jiang Jun suddenly realized something was wrong when he heard Yue Peng say that, and quickly replied, "Yuanwu and his unit have allocated dormitories, and I rarely live here."
"Yuanwu?" Yue Peng paused for a moment, then realized what was happening and immediately changed the subject to cover up. "Chen Yuanwu didn't tell us about his new dorm, so we thought he lived at home. Okay, when he comes back, I'll let him treat us to a three-day, three-night feast and get drunk!"
Gao Shengmei gave Yue Peng a look of disdain: "You only know how to eat! Can't you just drink? Why do you have to get drunk?"
Jiang Jun tried to smooth things over: "It's okay, they can drink their own food and we can eat our own. I'll make you a cocktail."
Chen Yuefei asked curiously, "What kind of drink is cocktail?"
The name doesn't sound good!
Jiang Jun wrinkled his nose deliberately: "I just wanted to coax Xiaomei..."
Yue Peng continued: "Holding a wine glass in one hand and a feather duster in the other, right?"
This joke was obviously directed at Gao Shengmei.
Everyone at the table laughed.
Gao Shengmei gritted her teeth and glared at Yue Peng: "Do you want me to come with a feather duster right now?"
Gao Lei pointed at Gao Shengmei and said, "Xiaomei, you..."
Where had that sweet, sweet daughter gone? Why was she acting like a shrew in front of the young man?
At this time, it would be inappropriate for any of the parents at the dinner table to offer advice. It was just a joke, and it would be bad to make a big deal out of it.
Jiang Jun could only laugh cheerfully. "Cocktail refers to that alcoholic drink made by mixing several kinds of alcohol together, creating layers of color like a feather duster. Xiaomei, it's in the film you brought back last time. The foreign female star was holding a glass of alcohol. That was a cocktail, but it wasn't very obvious in the black and white film. Besides, my skills aren't good enough, so I can only mix two kinds of alcohol."
Yue Hua observed Jiang Jun for a long time and found that this girl was really not simple. She knew how to advance and retreat properly and did not try to take credit for others' work. The key was that she knew everything and could speak coherently.
In comparison, Gao Shengmei is a little spoiled and naive.
What a pity! If this girl hadn’t already been the Chen family’s chosen daughter-in-law, it would have been so much nicer to give her to Xiaopeng!
"Xiao Jiang, you know a lot of things. You even know how to make cocktails!"
Jiang Yun brought Chen Yuanwu out to shield them from further questioning: "Yuanwu taught me."
Yue Peng nodded. "Yes, Chen Yuanwu was very smart when he was little. When he watched movies, he saw things very differently from the rest of us. We'd split up after the movie, chasing each other and killing each other, while he'd wonder how far the foreigners' guns could shoot, and how far the rifles in our movies could only shoot."
The topic of guns was exactly what Chen Yuefei wanted.
So the men at the dinner table began a heated discussion.
Ye Qingyin made the excuse of feeling unwell and left the table early to go upstairs to rest as usual. The general quickly put down his chopsticks and went to support Ye Qingyin.
Ye Qingyin was genuinely uncomfortable, psychologically extremely uncomfortable. When she heard that Jiang Jun had learned how to mix cocktails from Chen Yuanwu, she immediately wondered how far their relationship had progressed. Did he mix cocktails just for show? She didn't believe it!
Alas, I can’t ask, and I want to talk about Jiang Yun, but I can’t.
Sister Liu was injured and unable to take care of Ye Qingyin, so Jiang Jun took the initiative to make the quilt and pillow for Ye Qingyin, and poured water and medicine for her.
Ye Qingyin felt awkward and didn't want Jiang Jun to go downstairs to continue eating. As long as she thought about Jiang Jun and Chen Yuefei sitting next to each other and chatting and laughing, she felt extremely awkward: "Xiao Jiang, do you still want to go downstairs to eat?"
"Aunt Ye, do you have anything else to say?"
"I see Xiaofei is eating over there. I'm afraid he won't be able to come up and read to me for a while."
Jiang Jun knew what was going on and smiled, "It's rare for Chen Yuefei to come home, so let him have a good meal. If you don't mind, I'll read to you."
Guaranteed to make you listen to it once and never want to listen to it again.
Ye Qingyin didn't really want to listen to the lessons, she just wanted to hold Jiang Jun close. Her words became more and more blunt: "You're tired today, so I don't need to listen to the lessons for a day or two. I'm just worried that you won't be able to hear me when I call you."
Jiang Jun said helplessly: "I'm just reading in Uncle Chen's study and writing a letter to Yuanwu. If you need anything, just call me."
Ye Qingyin was finally satisfied: "Don't be too tired, take care of yourself, and when you return to the capital tomorrow, remember to wear a formal dress and dress neatly."
Jiang Jun noticed that Ye Qingyin particularly liked to remind her to wear a skirt suit, and she had said the same thing several times: "Okay, I remember. What about your hair? Should you put it in a ponytail or a bow?"
"Just tie it with that pink plaid bow!"
The jewel hairpin Jenny gave her was too extravagant, and a white brocade bow was unlucky to wear on the head. Ye Qingyin could only suggest wearing a pink plaid bow, and her mood was mixed.
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