Chapter 355: The Sharp Sword Hanging Over General Yan's Head(1/2)
Si Chen immediately understood his daughter's behavior.
At this time, you must caress this little girl gently.
but!
If he doesn't plan to help, it depends on how grandpa handles it.
Yan Qiao's cheeks were throbbing with pain.
Eyes wide open!
She is obviously a little girl, but how come she has such strong hands?
He was stunned for three seconds before reacting.
The granddaughter was disgusted that she recognized the wrong person.
This feeling is like the target person you have targeted in advance and promised to be a hero with you.
As a result, he turned around and recognized the wrong person. Is he angry?
Yan Qiao was not angry. He picked up the little girl and coaxed the child in a good voice:
"It's grandpa's fault. I'll make it up to you. Don't be angry, okay?"
He smiled coquettishly, feeling very curious about the little Niuniu's bad temper:
"An'an is my grandpa's good grandson, and you are also my grandpa... Ouch!"
His mouth received a solid slap.
At this moment, Yan Qiao felt that his teeth were about to fall out!
My intestines are full of regret, why do I need to talk about Xiaopingan? You didn’t ask for it!
Sorry, Si Chen couldn't help it and laughed!
In addition to hitting him, my daughter also hit my grandpa. It was a good balance, hahaha!
Xiao Yuanman doesn't attack everyone.
Dad, brother, these are the targets of arbitrary and indiscriminate attacks.
Now, her grandpa is welcome to join the army full of slaves!
"Well, um, it's time for dinner! It's time for dinner!"
Yan Qiao held Xiao Yuanman in one hand and waved the other hand in the air, saying hello:
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work after a long journey!"
"Quick, please take your seats!"
That posture, the dignified General Yan, is just like the general manager who is waiting for a banquet in the village, very open and bright!
Mrs. Si couldn't help it, she curled her lips and smiled.
Sarah's breath finally came out with relief.
When Yan Qiao saw this, he came up to him and laughed:
"Mother Ji, you are welcome, really, warmly welcome!"
"Haha!" Mrs. Si glanced at Yan Qiao and borrowed the donkey from the slope:
"I don't know you yet? Don't think you can fool me like this!"
Yan Qiao's heart trembled, and the smile froze on his face.
Mrs. Si suddenly stopped and raised one foot——
Yan Qiao subconsciously jumped to the side!
Although he was still holding Xiao Yuanman in his arms, General Yan jumped away at an extremely fast speed!
Mrs. Si lifted the heel of her shoe up and asked as if nothing had happened:
"Hey, the heel of my shoe is just a little loose. Please mention it. What are you afraid of?"
The few people next to him couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Yan Qiao felt that he had lost face, and when his thick eyebrows twitched, he felt like having a seizure.
Mrs. Si blinked calmly and looked at him.
Yan Qiao's irritability suddenly turned a corner and smiled apologetically:
"Mother Ji is teasing me again!"
Taking out his handkerchief, Yan Qiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his head, and ordered his servants in Russian.
Mrs. Si took the children to the restaurant and thought:
Little boy! No matter how big he grows, he is still my son!
…
On the dinner table.
General Yan, who is usually bossy, turned into a diligent master this time, giving various orders to the housekeeper to prepare the dishes.
According to the aristocratic dining etiquette in Europe, a waiter will stand behind important guests.
This time, Yan Lixia and Si Chen shared the same cloth dish.
Sara and Yan Qiao share one.
Behind Mrs. Si, there was a special person standing!
With Russian characteristics, it doesn’t matter whether the dish is delicious or not, the meat tube is enough!
There are enough kinds of bread!
Mrs. Si has already begun to regret it and misses the steamed buns!
In the opinion of the older generation, those who grew up eating pasta believe that without pasta, a meal is not considered a meal.
I grew up eating rice. No matter what I eat in a meal, if there is no rice, I feel like I haven’t finished the meal.
Yan Qiao always paid attention to his godmother's expression. Seeing her like this, he immediately called for someone to bring the fried bun flowers.
The moment Mrs. Si saw it, her eyes lit up.
In the oversized porcelain bowl, there were small fried buns the size of a finger, fried golden brown.
Covered in eggs!
It is also garnished with green vegetables and mixed with shredded meat, which makes it very appetizing!
"Mother Ji, the steamed buns I fried for you are the ones you taught me back then. Try them now!"
Yan Qiao's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were filled with flattery.
Mrs. Si scooped some of the cloth and took a bite of the steamed bun flowers:
"Yeah, not bad, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, no loss of craftsmanship, delicious!"
Yan Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and told everyone to eat quickly.
Si Chen laughed crazily in his heart:
Father-in-law, where was your arrogance earlier? Hahaha!
…
After the meal, it’s dessert time.
They are all northern fruits, apples, pears, and cherries.
The most common are berry fruits:
Princess berry, cranberry, sand raspberry, blackberry, cloudberry...
At least ten kinds of berries that can be popped by blowing are placed on the coffee table in the living room in the side room.
The people here love jam, very, very much!
Little Ping An stayed in her mother's arms all the time, even during the meal just now.
"Mom, if An An wants to eat fruit, let An An get it and peel it for An An..."
All kinds of requests are made as a matter of course.
When Yan Qiao was eating just now, he kept holding Xiao Yuanman in his arms and gave him very high-sounding words:
The child is too young and cannot reach the food on the table while sitting on the chair.
The fact is that Yan Qiao spoiled the child and gave him whatever he wanted to eat.
Si Chen's eyebrows skipped a beat after seeing this. He wondered how his grandpa would cope with Xiao Ping'an's stay here for a few days!
Otherwise, she wouldn't have clung to Yan Lixia's body and looked so squeamish.
In the harmonious atmosphere, everyone talked and laughed about the past.
To be continued...