"If you don't like it, don't play with him. Come on, daddy will take you to eat delicious food." Jiang Zhihao said.
Lingling's attention was immediately diverted, and she asked happily: "What's delicious to eat? Where's mom?"
"How about going to eat French giant snails? Mom will go too," Jiang Zhihao said.
"Snails? Can we eat snails?" Lingling asked with confusion on her face.
Her understanding of snails is just the tiny ones that appear after rain in China. How could she know about the legendary French dish?
"Of course you can eat it, and it's delicious." Jiang Zhihao replied.
"But I don't want to eat snails, they are so cute." Lingling said reluctantly.
"Then let's have something else, Breton stew and crepes, fish soup from Provence, and, yes, lots of fruit."
"I like to eat fruits! And meat! Lots and lots of meat!"
The little girl's childlike words made Jiang Zhihao happy.
As the father and daughter talked like this, they walked to the roadside and took a taxi to the San Roman Restaurant.
By the time they got there, Zhong Jiawei had almost arrived on a scooter.
"Mom!" Lingling waved to her happily.
Zhong Jiawei held the handle of the battery car and looked at the pile of luxury cars around her, feeling very uneasy.
At a glance, there are either Mercedes-Benz, BMW, or Audi, or brands that have only been seen in movies, such as Porsche, Ferrari, Lamborghini, and even a Rolls-Royce.
Among this pile of cars, her small battery car looked out of place.
Zhong Jiawei has never been to this restaurant called San Roman, but just by looking at the class of cars nearby, she can tell how high-end it is.
Such a high-end restaurant is not suitable for working-class people, right?
"Are you sure you want to eat here?" Zhong Jiawei asked awkwardly.
"We're already here, what's left to be unsure about?" Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
"But......"
Zhong Jiawei wanted to say something more, but a voice came from next to her: "Hey, isn't this Lingling's mother? Miss Zhong, are you here to eat too?"
Next to her, a Mercedes-Benz E-Class stopped, and a man stuck his head out of the window. While speaking, he kept looking at Jiang Zhihao, who was standing with Lingling.
At the same time, the rear window was pressed down, and a chubby little boy stuck out his tongue at Lingling, pointed at Zhong Jiawei and shouted: "Look, I just said your mother has no money, she rides a battery!"
Lingling turned her head angrily and said to Jiang Zhihao: "Dad, he is that annoying kid. I dislike him the most!"
"Xiaohu, you can't be so rude!" said the woman sitting in the back row. Although it sounded like a scolding, her tone was not very harsh.
And when you catch a glimpse of her from the rear window, you can also see the fleeting look of contempt on her face.