The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 190 0190. This is also very courageous! (5)

When Cai's mother finally bought enough and told them that they could go eat, both Zhuang Xinian and Zhuang's father showed pleasant smiles!

They thought Mama Cai had forgotten about eating, but they didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly!
After Zhuang's father swiped all the things by card, he put all the big and small bags into the trunk, and then drove his wife and children to dinner.

Italian restaurants mostly serve local specialties. If you want to eat Chinese food, you must go to Chinatown.

But The-mall is still some distance away from Chinatown, so Mama Tsai decided to just eat at the Italian restaurant.

In fact, Zhuang Xinian has been in Italy for so long and has not tried authentic Italian food. When he was in Chinatown, he ate mostly at Chinese restaurants opened by immigrant Chinese, even at the previous New Year’s Eve dinner. There were several Italian dishes in the western food, and Zhuang Xinian finished it before he had time to take a bite.

This is a shortcoming of foreign dishes, the amount is too small.

After entering the restaurant, Zhuang Xinian sat on the seat and carefully read a menu, but it turned out to be very embarrassing, it was all in Italian, let alone ordering, he couldn't even read it , Order a fart!
Zhuang Xinian obediently handed over the menu to Zhuang's father, don't be brave if you can't do it, this is what Jiang Shaoheng often said to Zhuang Xinian, because Zhuang Xinian often fights with people, and occasionally encounters There were so few who couldn't beat him, so Jiang Shaoheng had to take the trouble to warn Zhuang Xinian over and over again.

Zhuang's father wondered if there was nothing in this restaurant that his daughter would like to eat, but when he opened the menu, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hmph!" Zhuang Xinian said dissatisfiedly, pouted her small mouth.

Zhuang's father quickly coughed twice to hide his laughter, and after proficiently attracting the waiter, he spit out a bunch of Italian fluently, and then Zhuang Xinian watched the waiter leave with the menu.

Zhuang Xinian was taken aback when she saw it. She never knew that her father could be so proficient in foreign languages.

all right!Back at school, I have another one to show off to my classmates!happy!
Because they came early, there was no one there when they got here, so the food was served very quickly.

Zhuang Xinian carefully tasted the taste with a fork, not daring to eat it in large mouthfuls, for fear that it would be too ugly if she thought it tasted bad and wanted to spit it out later.

However, Zhuang Xinian's worries are completely superfluous. The taste of this restaurant is well handled. Maybe it's because Chinese people often come to eat in this restaurant. Zhuang Xinian thinks that the taste of their dishes is a bit overdone. Like domestic taste.

Then Zhuang Xinian soon discovered that the food on their table was indeed different from the food of those foreigners, which was obviously reflected in the difference in color.

But Zhuang Xinian just observed this point, and didn't say it during the meal, because foreigners are very particular about dining etiquette, and as a Chinese, of course she can't lose face of her own country!

Zhuang Xinian's dining etiquette was taught by Zhuang's father when she was a child on a whim. At that time, Zhuang Xinian was only six years old.

It can be seen that the artist's brain channel is probably often in a state of derailment from other people. After all, a six-year-old child, whose adult would allow him to play with this kind of knife?

　Good morning babies!
　　It's the weekend again!

　　Hurry up and give me the tickets in your hands!

　　Than heart!

　　Happy reading!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)