Zhang Yu quickly took the bottle and filled it with Comrade Yuan. Comrade Yuan has dishonest hands.
I secretly drag the wine bottle with my hand, for fear that I won’t be satisfied with one glass of wine.
Zhang Yu understood it from his heart, and the two of them worked together, and they were so full that they almost cried out.
It’s not like Aunt Wang couldn’t see, she almost spilled her wine when she saw it.
"Okay, okay, you two, stop being so clever. The two cups you agreed on are two cups."
"The cup is only so big, if you pour it again, it will spill."
Quickly grab the bottle and put it in front of Mengyi.
"Wait a minute, you can pour wine for your dad."
Comrade Lao Yuan smiled widely, as if he had got a treasure.
I think Zhang Yu is a good kid. He is so good. He can see what he wants and is very cooperative.
"Okay, stop laughing, the kids are already hungry, so hurry up and use your chopsticks!"
Although Aunt Wang is the head of the family, Aunt Wang always saves face. After all, Lao Yuan is a man. According to the rules, Lao Yuan is allowed to use the chopsticks first. This is a kind of respect between husband and wife.
There are many rules at the dinner table. For example, the elderly cannot move their chopsticks, and children cannot move their chopsticks.
Especially at the dinner table, the elderly are eaten first, which represents a manifestation of filial piety.
There are other rules. For example, if there are guests, let the guests eat first. This is a way of hospitality.
The reason why Aunt Wang didn't let Zhang Yu use the chopsticks first was because she felt that Zhang Yu was not a guest now. Since he was his future son-in-law, he was half her son.
After all, Aunt Wang has been particularly fond of Zhang Yu's child from the beginning, and has always felt that these two children can succeed.
Lao Yuan picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, and everyone at the table started using their chopsticks.
Meng Guo kept mouthing and stuffing things into his mouth. Now this kid knows how to take care of his sister.
Knowing that my sister is small and far away, she can’t reach it by herself, so she only eats it after she has finished serving it to her.
Lao Yuan and Aunt Wang were amazed by the taste of the food.
"Zhang Yu, are you the one who fired this?"
"Yes, Aunt Wang, how do you like it? Is it to your liking?"
At this moment, Aunt Wang thought to herself, thanks to the fact that she hadn't started cooking just now, compared with Zhang Yu's skills, wouldn't that be a big show in front of Guan Gong!
"Hehe, your cooking skills are amazing. Your Aunt Wang was also lucky enough to have eaten at Diaoyutai. Your cooking skills are no worse than those made there."
Zhang Yu doesn’t know whether Aunt Wang is complimenting her or telling the truth, but no matter what, it’s better to be modest.
After all, those masters have been walking on the same road for 20, 30, 40 or 50 years. Although Zhang Yu has experience and boasts that he cooks pretty well, compared with those masters, his Taoism is still a little shallow. p>
"Hey, Aunt Wang, you really praise me so much. How can I compare with those masters? I can only cook some home-cooked dishes, but I'm not as good as you said."
"If you feel comfortable with it, Mengyi and I will come over to eat at home in the evening and I will cook."
"Aunt Wang, you have worked hard for most of your life, so you have to learn to enjoy happiness. From now on, just leave everything to me and Mengyi."
Aunt Wang quickly waved her hand. Although she recognized her son-in-law, Aunt Wang was embarrassed to let Zhang Yu help her with the work so quickly.
"Aunt Wang appreciates your kindness. You two have just met and need some space to get along."
"Aunt Wang has been used to being busy all her life. If I have to do nothing, Aunt Wang will feel empty."
"If you have this intention, Aunt Wang will be very happy. As long as you have time, you can come to the house to sit and sit, and Aunt Wang will be even happier."
Zhang Yu didn't say anything, but helped Aunt Wang pick up some slices of meat with chopsticks and put them into the bowl.
Aunt Wang picked up the piece of meat and put it in her mouth, nodding her head.
"Zhang Yu, come on, let's meet."
Seeing that his wife was no longer chatting with Zhang Yu, Lao Yuan quickly raised his glass and drank one with Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu quickly stood up, picked up the tea cup, bowed and touched Lao Yuan.
"Uncle, I respect you."
"Hey, sit down, sit down, don't be so outgoing, the family doesn't need so many etiquettes."
Lao Yuan quickly waved to Zhang Yu to sit down.
"Thank you Uncle Yuan, thank you Uncle Yuan."
These words gave Zhang Yu a different signal, and he quickly expressed his gratitude to Lao Yuan.
Lao Yuan raised his glass, took a sip, and waved to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu finished his tea and sat on the stool.
"Zhang Yu, have you ever learned how to cook?"
"Your level is similar to those of the chefs at Fengzeyuan!"
"Do you have any mentors?"
As an old foodie and a native of Peiping, Lao Yuan is very familiar with the food in this world.
"Uncle Yuan, you are really good at complimenting people. I'm just a factory worker, so where can I learn from you?"
"My master's surname is Ma, and he is a grade eight welder in the steel rolling mill."
Zhang Yu made a small joke.
"Go, go, uncle Yuan, I haven't drunk too much yet!"
"Who asked Lao Ma? I didn't know you were Lao Ma's apprentice?"
"Let me ask you, do you have any masters in cooking?"
Lao Yuan was not satisfied with Zhang Yu’s answer.
"Uncle Yuan, where did I come from? I just love to eat, so I'm just thinking about how to make it."
"Maybe if you have some talent, the cooking won't be too unpalatable."
Lao Yuan pointed at Zhang Yu with a smile on his face and nodded a few times.
"You're a brat, you're so glib, okay, I know you're talented."
"However, your skills are really good, and you can even open a restaurant."
"But I heard from Mengyi that there is Director Wang who wants to give you a place and want you to go to university for further studies?"
This is Lao Yuan Guanxin’s problem.
Zhang Yu nodded.
"Yes, Uncle Yuan, Bureau Wang is the leader of the Ministry of Industry. He thinks I have some talent, so he plans to give me this spot."
"So, what do you think? Do you want to go?"
In fact, Lao Yuan was both happy and a little uneasy in his heart.
It’s easy to understand why I’m happy, because my future son-in-law is a college student. This is very embarrassing no matter where I am or who I tell it to.
What is uneasy is that Zhang Yu is afraid that if Zhang Yu has a better development, he will dislike Mengyi and give up on Mengyi.
As a person who came from that era, Lao Yuan has seen many examples of people abandoning their families and children for their own future.
"Ah? Just go with my thoughts."
"I told my master about this."
"Originally, I planned to go again next year. This year, I want to finalize the affairs between Mengyi and I."
"Director Wang told me that as long as I successfully pass this year's summer assessment, this spot will be reserved for me."
"My master believes that opportunities should not be missed and will never come back. Such a good opportunity must be seized."
"I plan to go to university for further study after taking the exam this summer."
Zhang Yu himself had no intention of hiding this matter. Originally, Mengyi was the person involved that day, and she had seen and heard everything about the situation at that time.
Mengyi will definitely share such a good thing with her parents.
Besides, I also need to give Mengyi, and even Mengyi’s family, a strong reassurance.