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Just as Ji Luo arranged for these distinguished guests to sit in the classical private room on the third floor, when he was about to go downstairs to greet the guests, Tuantuan came running over, "Mom, Mom..."

"Tuanbaoer, mom is busy. Can you sit in the private room with Zuzu and the others?" Ji Luo didn't have time to take care of him.

"Mom, great grandfather and uncle are here."

Tuan Tuan just saw it on the third floor. Gu Wanrong followed him and pointed downstairs to Ji Luo, "Luoluo, your uncle and Junzi are here."

Both Ren Qin and his son came in a low-key manner. They were not wearing military uniforms, but were dressed simply and plainly. Both of them wore hats. At this time, they had already walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

"Great grandfather, great uncle."

Tuan Tuan ran over to greet them, and Ji Luo had no choice but to follow, "Tuan Tuan, run slower, don't fall."

Ren Qin and his son strode up, and Ren Rongjun hugged his nephew and said to her, "Sister-in-law, this restaurant is well run and beautifully decorated. It fits the name Zui Hua Jian very well."

“Thank you Jun-ge for your strong support.”

Ren Rongjun did not invest any money in the hotel business, but he helped to hire the decoration construction team, and he also asked others to get a lot of construction materials. He helped a lot in the smooth opening of the hotel today.

Ji Luo also said a few words to his uncle, and then immediately led the father and son to the box where grandma and the others were sitting.

"It's General Staff Ren."

Qin Shaogang saw Ren Qin's face clearly. He had never seen him in person before, but he had seen him on TV.

Thinking about what Tuantuan had just called him, he whispered to Bai Xuemei and the others, "Ji Luo's son calls him great grandfather. It seems that Ren Rongyan is the nephew of General Ren, and his father should be the second or third son of the Ren family. I've heard from my uncle before that the Ren family has three sons and one daughter. The three sons are all in the military, and the daughter and son-in-law are in politics."

"Dad, Ji Luo's parents-in-law work in Yangcheng." Qin Dongxu went back to Beijing with the family of three last time and heard her and Li Zhen talk about it on the way.

Qin Shao thought that she went to Yangcheng during the summer vacation, and she must have gone to her parents-in-law's house. He also remembered the newspaper news he had read before, and guessed in an instant: "Her father-in-law is the second son of the Ren family, the commander of the Yangcheng Military Region."

"Dong dong..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door and the waiter pushed the door open and said, "Three comrades, the food is served."

Zuihuajian is large in size and has hired nearly twenty chefs. It serves a full range of eight cuisines, as well as specialties from other regions. Qin Shao and his friends all ordered special dishes from their hometown.

Today, Qin Dongxu turned 18, so Qin Shao and his wife specially ordered a few more dishes. The waiter introduced the dishes when they were served: "Medium-spicy pork with preserved vegetables, steamed sea bass, preserved eggplant with peppers, spicy minced duck, hand-shredded chicken, shredded potatoes with vinegar, as well as a bowl of longevity noodles and birthday cakes. Zuihuajian wishes you a happy birthday, and may you always be happy and have everything you wish for."

"Thank you." Qin Dongxu thanked with a smile.

"Comrade, is Ji Luo your boss?" Qin Shao asked her.

It was this waiter who had led them to Qingfeng Pavilion before. Thinking that they were acquaintances of the boss, he glanced at Bai Xuemei, who looked very similar to Ji Luo, and nodded and replied, "Yes, she is our boss."

"Got it, thank you."

Ji Luo had said before that this restaurant was opened in partnership with her and her friends. She should be the apparent owner, and the other investors seemed to be children of high-ranking officials in the circle.

"Please enjoy your meal, all three of you." The waiter said and left.

Qin Dongxu served rice to his parents. He seemed to be in a good mood today. Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, his appetite was whetted. "I haven't eaten hometown food for a long time. It looks delicious."

Bai Xuemei also calmed down, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the braised pork for him, and said with a smile: "Dongxu, after today you will be an adult, and mom also wishes you all the best, and a peaceful and happy life."

"Mom, your son's birthday is also your day of suffering. Thank you for your hard work." Qin Dongxu also picked up some food for her.

Although her daughter, who was born on the same day, was a jerk, her son was filial and sensible. This was Bai Xuemei's greatest comfort. "Eat quickly. This dish looks quite authentic. It should taste good. Eat more."

Qin Shao was already eating. He tasted two dishes and nodded, saying, "It tastes authentic and delicious."

The food was also served in the private room where Madam Ren and the others were. They did not order any local Kyoto dishes today, but instead ordered famous dishes from other places. They all wanted to taste the cooking skills of the master chefs who were hired at high salaries from all over the country.

Ji Luo took some time to come over and saw Tuantuan eating on his aunt's lap. His mouth was full of oil. He was chewing a chicken leg and said lovingly, "Tuanbaoer, don't drop the food and oil on grandma. Don't dirty her beautiful skirt."

"Mom, it didn't fall off. I put it in my mouth." Tuantuan grinned.

"Grandma, Uncle, Aunt Xu, what do you think of the dishes?" Ji Luo came over to ask about the taste of the dishes.

“Southern food is delicious.”

Aunt Xu is also a native of Kyoto. The dishes she ordered today are mostly southern specialties, all of which she has never tried before, and she likes the taste of every dish.

Ren Qin was drinking a Cantonese-style soup and tasted it with a smile: "This soup is very delicious, not greasy at all, refreshing and delicious. The soup cooked by southern chefs is still the best."

“Yes, this soup is delicious.”

Madam Ren also liked to drink it, and she said to her granddaughter-in-law, "Luoluo, tell the kitchen to pack another portion of soup for us. The old man is in a meeting today and will probably be back at three o'clock in the afternoon. Bring it back for him to drink."

"Xiao Luo, please pack a portion for our family as well. I will send it to Guanglei's grandparents." Aunt Xu said.

"Okay, take your time eating, I'll go and arrange for the packing now."

Ji Luo was about to leave when Tuantuan called her back, "Mom, it's time to eat."

"Tuantuan, you eat first. Mom still has some things to do. I drank a bowl of soup earlier, so I'm not hungry now. I'll eat with Aunt Weiwei and the others later."

"Mom, you eat the buns. My sister is hungry." Tuantuan pointed at the cakes on the table and insisted that she eat one.

Madam Ren handed her granddaughter-in-law an egg cake and said, "Luoluo, listen to Tuantuan and eat some cake to fill your stomach. Don't go hungry."

"it is good."

Ji Luo took the egg cake, walked over and kissed his baby son, "My dear, mom is going to be busy, you eat more, and when you're done, go home with grandpa and the others. Mom will come over to accompany you in the evening."

"Mom, I don't want to sleep with you. I want to sleep with my great grandfather. He tells me stories about fighting the Japanese invaders."

Tuantuan used to sleep with the two elders of the Ren family, but now he has changed his bed to the bed of his great-grandfather and his wife, and he would tell them stories every day.

Everyone laughed when they heard what he said. Ren Rongjun said quietly, "Little Dumpling, your great grandfather has almost finished telling the stories in his head. He has started reading books to make up for his lessons these past two days. He even reads books while sitting in the car. You almost made him lose face the other day when you said he was repeating the stories."

"Ha ha......"

Everyone at the table burst out laughing. Ji Luo pouted his son's face and said, "You still dislike the repetition of the story. Next time, let Grandpa test you to see if you can tell the story completely."