The restaurant owner had an unchanging warm smile on his face, but he was silently slandering him in his heart.

However, in his capacity, there are some things that are not suitable for asking.

Therefore, the owner of the restaurant didn't dare to look too much, and quickly restrained his curiosity, and respectfully invited a few people to sit down and order food.

Song Yan randomly picked a seat and just sat down, Xiaotuanzi sat down beside her without hesitation, her two little hands were neatly placed on the table, her waist was straight, her sitting posture was standardized and standard, showing good manners.

Song Yan patted his head and looked at the environment in the box curiously.

As a private restaurant specializing in Chinese meals, the owner obviously put a lot of thought into the environment.

The layout of the box is elegant and quiet.

The dining table and chairs carved in pure wood, retro palace lamps, and the wallpaper with elegant colors easily create a comfortable and elegant atmosphere.

And the seemingly random ink paintings hanging on the wall have a touch of classical literature and art.

The private room has a large area. In addition to dining tables and chairs, it is also equipped with comfortable log sofas and coffee tables. There is a curved terrace next to the living room, and even the railings are carved with wood.

Outside the square-shaped Xuan window, there are faint green branches and leaves coming through the window, full of vitality.

Such a scene seems to interpret that beautiful ancient poem.

Xiaoxuan window is dressing up.

A classic and graceful beauty.

Under the terrace, there are faint lights and flowing water.

The faint sound of the piano came from nowhere, and the rhythm of the flowing water seemed to ring in my ears.

At this time and this scene, for the diners, it is really a double enjoyment of spiritual level and appetite.

It's indeed Lu Yan's favorite place... I really enjoy it!Song Yan's eyes were shining brightly, she thought to herself.

After Lu Yanchen sent the two of them to the private room, he didn't leave in a hurry, and after taking the menu delivered by the boss himself, he handed it to Song Yan: "Order whatever you want.

"Then, he added another sentence, "Heavy oil and spicy food will not work."

"As soon as Xiaotuanzi heard this, he knew that it was aimed at him, and he gave his father a displeased look, his cheeks bulging.

Song Yan laughed, "I know, I won't let Cheng Cheng's temper.

"Even if Lu Yan didn't mention it, she would not let Cheng Cheng eat too much oily and spicy food, which would not be good for his wound recovery.

Just a little bit or two, just taste it.

Xiaotuanzi pursed her lips.

Well, my mother said so, just listen to my mother's words... The menu is very delicate, the style of classical flower painting, and even the fonts for writing the names of the dishes have a special charm, which is pleasing to the eye.

But apart from the name of the dish, the price is not marked.

Song Yan was a little puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, most of the guests who come to dine in a private restaurant with such a good environment must be either rich or expensive, so naturally they don't pay much attention to how much a table of food costs.

It doesn't matter if the price is on the menu or not.

Maybe if there is no price tag, it will look more noble and less vulgar, and it will be more in tune with the environment.

But...for poor people like Song Yan who are not well-to-do economically, they are not so friendly.

In case you accidentally overspend.

It would be embarrassing to find out that there is not enough money to pay the bill after eating... Uh, how much money is left on her card?Are credit cards enough?Song Yan thought in a mess in her heart, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

But then again, she was the one who promised Xiaotuanzi to treat him to a big meal, so naturally she couldn't break her promise.

The big deal is to empty out the bank card, overdraft a good meal, and pay it back slowly later!It's better than talking nonsense in front of children.

Song Yan was very open-minded, and then she threw out the messy thoughts in her mind and looked at the menu seriously.

She first ordered Chengcheng's favorite egg custard and steamed fish, and then ordered two dishes that he usually likes with a lighter taste, then handed the menu to Xiaotuanzi, and said with a smile: "Chengcheng, See what else you want to eat, can you order it yourself?" Xiaotuanzi nodded, looked down at the menu, and firmly pointed to the name of one of the dishes with his little hand.

"I want to eat this.

"Song Yan came over to take a look, inexplicably sweating: "Uh..."Spicy chicken?? If she remembers correctly, this dish is a famous Sichuan dish, right? In other words, it has a strong spicy taste.

In addition to the diced chicken, the whole dish is pepper, and it must be fried in heavy oil, so that the taste of the fried food will be fragrant and spicy.

It is indeed delicious.

Song Yan usually likes spicy food very much, almost to the point where she doesn't like spicy food, but since she moved in with Xiaotuanzi, in order to accommodate the injured Xiaotuanzi, she hasn't tasted spicy food for a long time.

Usually, the chef prepares light and nutritious food for three meals a day in the apartment.

Although the chef's craftsmanship is also very good, for people who are used to eating spicy food, no matter how delicious and light food is, without the embellishment of spicy flavor, it will not be satisfactory after all.

After eating it for a month, let alone small dumplings, even Song Yan felt that there was no taste in her mouth at all.

I don't usually think about it.

At this moment, seeing the colorful and fragrant pictures printed on the menu, the oily diced chicken, the bright red pepper... Song Yan couldn't help feeling that her saliva was flooding.

Um, I want to eat... but I can't!If you eat too much oily and spicy food during the recovery period, it may increase the chance of wound inflammation. She must set an example for Xiao Tuanzi and not lead him down!Of course, the little guy's body is more important than pure appetite.

Song Yan resolutely looked away, not looking at the pictures of spicy chicken on the menu, coaxing Xiaotuanzi and said, "Chengcheng, this won't work. There are too many peppers, which are not good for the wound. Let's change to another dish, shall we?" Xiaotuanzi pouted aggrievedly: "But I want to eat..." "Good boy, can I eat it later?" "..." Xiaotuanzi fell silent and lowered his head, looking lonely.

Song Yan felt distressed and funny watching it.

Why didn't I find out before that this dumpling is still a snack?Lu Yanchen doesn't like spicy food, and his dietary preferences are more light and healthy. Unexpectedly, his son is a master who likes spicy food.

This taste habit is exactly the same as hers.

Seeing that the injury was brought out, Xiaotuanzi couldn't dispel Xiaotuanzi's urge to eat spicy food, but Lu Yanchen sat on the sidelines leisurely, watching her persuasion, showing no intention of helping.

...Whose son is this?Why did she become the only one to worry about? ?Song Yan glanced at him secretly, feeling a little depressed.

However, she is quite capable of dealing with Xiaotuanzi who is usually well-behaved and sensible.

It didn't take long to come up with a great idea.

Song Yan deliberately sighed, showing a very embarrassed expression.

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