This scene stunned everyone at the table. Xia Taner and others held chopsticks in one hand and rice bowls in the other, watching the old and young people eating without taking a bite.
It wasn't until Lao Yan and Feng Muchi put down their chopsticks, leaned back, burped and rubbed their stomachs that Xia Taner finally had time to ask Feng Muchi.
"Who is this old gentleman Feng Muchi?"
It’s no wonder that Xia Tan’er didn’t know each other. She had just brought the braised pork to the table and was about to eat. The two of them swept over like a gust of wind. They sat down in their seats at lightning speed, picked up their rice bowls, and started. Xia Tan'er didn't even have the chance to ask.
But out of courtesy, Xia Tan'er patiently asked Feng Muchi.
"Tan'er, let me introduce to you, this is..."
"Hey, young master, you have to repay this reputation in the world by yourself. Miss Xia, I am Lao Yan, a servant of Young Master Feng. Miss Xia has taken care of the young master, Lao Yan, in her heart. I came here to see Miss Xia today." I would like to express my gratitude. I hope Miss Xia can forgive me for being a little abrupt when we first meet."
"Ang! So you are the Lao Yan that Feng Muchi mentioned."
The old man with white eyebrows and white eyebrows proudly stroked his beard, and his slightly stooped body now straightened up.
"It's me. Is he as handsome and steady as the young master said?"
Xia Tan'er lowered her head and smiled. She now understood that Feng Muchi was so naive because he was taught by Lao Yan. Fortunately, at least he knew everything he should know, and it didn't mean that Feng Muchi was so naive. Chi went astray.
"Well, it's exactly the same."
Xia Tan'er nodded in affirmation, but Feng Muchi glanced at Xia Tan'er.
"I said Tan'er, we are all our own people. You don't have to say these unintentional compliments in front of Lao Yan. When did I ever praise Lao Yan in front of you for being handsome and steady?"
"Feng Muchi, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
Although what Feng Muchi said made sense, Xia Tan'er didn't want to be rude. This old Yan said that he wanted to come and see her, but in fact, it was hard to tell what other purpose he had. He was still so stable at such an old age. The ability and experience of someone who controls Fengying Tower cannot be ignored. Xia Tan'er must respect such a person both emotionally and rationally.
However, at this moment, a very frustrated voice came from my ears.
"Tan'er, please stop arguing. Let's settle tonight's dinner first..."
Xia Lingfu picked up a piece of something stained red by the soup with his chopsticks, put it into his mouth, chewed it, and immediately spat it out in a panic.
"Ginger, it's actually ginger! Bah, bah, bah!"
Forget about missing a piece of braised pork, I thought I could pick it up, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a piece of ginger... Xia Lingfu put down his chopsticks and leaned on the back of the chair in despair.
"Tan'er... Uncle Nine Emperors and I didn't even eat a morsel of food."
Xia Lingfu looked at Xia Tan'er with tear-filled eyes, trying to awaken Xia Tan'er's conscience and ask her to bring up the large bowl of braised pork left in the kitchen.
Unexpectedly, Xia Tan'er didn't understand what he meant at all.
"Come here, go to the kitchen and prepare some side dishes. It's all Feng Muchi's fault for not informing him in advance. As a result, he didn't even prepare enough dishes. I don't know if Mr. Yan enjoyed himself today. If he didn't, he can eat it later when the side dishes are served. Some, the Lu family doesn’t have enough food to take care of others.”
"Okay, okay~ Young Master, this Miss Xia is indeed very good."
Dongling Jiu's eyes darkened, he was not happy with Lao Yan's evaluation of Xia Tan'er. It always sounded like Xia Tan'er was an excellent candidate for the young master's wife.
In short, anyone who would take Xia Tan'er away from him will be regarded as an enemy!
