Chapter 1689

A restaurant.

It was during the meal that there were many people in the restaurant.

This restaurant is different from the one in amo's impression. In her impression, the second floor of the medium and high-end restaurant has elegant rooms, but she led xiaonianmo up the stairs to know that it is still a hall, with tables and chairs in the hall, which are arranged in a row. It is no different from the first floor. There are still many guests.

A Mo slightly frowns. She just wants to be alone with her son now. She raises her hand and beckons the shop assistant to ask him for Yajian.

The shop assistant's face was blank: "my guest, what is Yajian?"

A Mo's brow was blue and sinew, so he had to popularize Yajian's knowledge.

The shop assistant shook his head like a rattle: "my guest, the blue and white country has never said the same thing to Yajian, and treat all guests the same. The same is true of any restaurant. "

I also looked up and down at a Mo: "my guest, you are not from blue and white country, are you?"

At the moment, amo, because she didn't want to be too ostentatious, used magic techniques on herself and nianmo to hide her appearance. Now, what appears in front of the public is just an ordinary beauty and a beautiful boy, which is no different from the face of the people here.

AMO rubbed his eyebrows and waved: "forget it, find us a more secluded table."

It's very easy to find a table in a secluded place, because the common people in the blue and white country are fond of boasting, and they like to sit in a place where people can focus their attention. Therefore, if the table in a secluded place is not in a special situation, it will always be the last one occupied.

The shop assistant sent the menu. Amo asked xiaonianmo to order a meal. Today, this little guy is the treasure she held in her hand. Everything is based on his happiness.

Xiaonianmo is not polite. He ordered many delicacies.

I can't help but say that the little guy is very considerate. He likes to order several dishes.

A Mo finds that xiaonianmo knows a lot of things. When he was sitting in the seat, he not only pulled out the chair for her in advance, but also used the cleaning technique by the way. Only when everything is clean can he let his mother sit down.

When eating, he also cloth vegetables for her, move the food she likes to eat to a place close to her.

A Mo looked at his orderly busy, couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and touched his head: "nianmo, now it should be your mother to take care of you."

"No, my father taught nianmo that men are born to care for women, especially those closest to them So nianmo should take care of her mother. The closest woman to nianmo is her mother... "

The chopsticks in amo's hand are a meal, but I can't see that God Zun is a kind of love

She looked at the full table of dishes, most of them were her favorite. It seems that xiaonianmo and her taste are similar.

She tasted a few. She always felt that although the dish was selling well, it didn't taste right.

After a few bites, xiaonianmo frowned: "the food here is far from what my father did!"

He will comment on the same taste, for example, this one is too salty, that one is too light, and this condiment is put too much

A Mo looks at the dishes that have been tasted by Xiao nianmo, which are basically what she likes to eat at ordinary times.

Look at xiaonianmo. It seems that when he was in Vatican Palace, God Jiuli often made these dishes for him

She was a trance, thinking of the days when Shen Jiuli came to Mo palace. In addition to sending her flowers, he once worked for her several times as a cook and made several delicacies for her.