Chapter 12 Learning at the Dinner Table

"What's the matter? Why are you scolding Xinyue again? Are you blind these days? Why do you always curse? You still have to look at the owner to beat the dog. Xinyue is my own daughter. If you scold her, don't you despise me in your heart? Hua Yanling walked into the restaurant angrily and followed her.

Li Jialan glanced at He Wanru, but after a while, she let He Wanru leave her side and was called by Hua Yanling. Li Jialan couldn't help frowning and looking at Hua Yanling in front of her eyes. She had a hairstyle like before, and also wore a mink coat like she liked to wear in winter. However, Hua Yanling's body is bloated and fat, and he is not as slim as a good figure. The mink coat is obviously small on Hua Yanling's body, not to mention that the buttons can't be buttoned, and even his sleeves are almost burst by Hua Yanling's fat arms.

Nan Jingsheng saw Hua Yanling's appearance, and his angry face turned blue. He stared at Hua Yanling and didn't say anything for a long time.

Hua Yanling didn't feel his ugly appearance. He thought that Nan Jingsheng was stunned by her appearance and smiled a little, and then said, "Don't you feel dirty by letting the housekeeper buy some high-quality tableware and use these things used by the Li family?"

Hua Yanling's words made Li Jialan's mouth almost turn to the sky. Humph, what is it? He said that he disliked the old things of the Li family, but he wore other people's old clothes and hit himself in the mouth.

"You know nothing! I just want to live in the house where Li Jun lived and use what he used. Instead, you say you dislike it. What are you wearing? The house is so heated. Aren't you afraid of prickly heat when you wear so thick? Take it off quickly and don't humiliate me. Nanjing's angry eyes were about to stare out.

A bunch of jumping clowns! Some people are poor and can still be noble and respected by others; on the contrary, these people in front of them are defeated. Li Jialan looked coldly at all this in front of her, like a pair of black and dirty flies lying on the white wall, disgusting not only her eyes, but also her appetite.

Hua Yanling was originally quite stinky. Hearing that Nanjingsheng also scolded her, his face also changed angrily. He wanted to take off his fur coat, but he grabbed the clothes twice, but he didn't really take them off. At a glance, he knew that he really liked this dress and was reluctant to take it off. The corners of her mouth were crooked and she sneered, "Well, each flower is in your own eyes. Just like eating squat is delicious when you are poor, and drinking honey when you are rich is bitter. In fact, squat is sw, honey is honey. People's hearts have changed, but they force you to say that things are right and wrong, but just find an excuse to block yourself.

After listening to Hua Yanling's words, Li Jialan raised her eyes and deliberately looked at Hua Yanling, which was quite impressive.

"Let's eat, I'm hungry." Li Jialan didn't want her ears to be forced to be abused. Before Nanjingsheng wanted to refute Hua Yanling, she said this and changed the topic.

Nan Jingsheng stared at Hua Yanling, and his sullen breath did not come out, bulging his cheek like an angry frog. Looking at Li Jialan, her face softened a little. She turned around and said in a vicious voice, "Why don't you serve Xinyi? Do you want her to invite you over?"

and like a continuous "oh" sound, hurried to Li Jialan's side.

Chinese people have always attached great importance to the etiquette on the dinner table and pay attention to the seats. The so-called seats are "Shang Zuo Zundong" and "facing the gate as the respect". They take the left as the top and are regarded as the chief. Relative to the first seat is two seats, three seats below the first seat, and four seats below the second seat, which are analogous by one by one.

The more rich families attach more importance to the etiquette at the dinner table, there is no difference between ancient and modern. The Li family's dining table is a European-style round model of yellow pear wood. For the seats on the round table, it is not as easy to divide the seats at a glance as the square table and the Eight Immortals Table, so generally according to the traditional custom, "face the gate is respected", and then there are two and four seats on the left side of the main seat, and three and five seats on the right side.

Li Jialan used to have three seats on the right, but now the situation is different. Li Jialan is now Nan Xinyi, the second daughter of Nanjing. She is old and orderly. Naturally, Li Jialan wants to be the four seats on the left.

The servant over there opened the three seats on the right for Nan Xinyue, but Nan Xinyue looked at Li Jialan sitting on the left and followed him to sit on the second seat on the left. Sister Fang, the servant who had been serving the Li family, showed a look of shock on her face, "Miss, this is your position..."

Nan Xinyue didn't understand what Sister Fang was talking about. Because of Nanjingsheng's presence, she was afraid. She just stared at Sister Fang fiercely. The more she told her that she could not sit, the more she sat down.

Nan Xinyue doesn't understand this etiquette. Doesn't Nanjing still understand it? He has just jumped into the ranks of rich families, like a person who has never worn shoes. Suddenly, he has a pair of shoes, and his feet are dirty. Seeing Nan Xinyue sitting in the position where Hua Yanling should have sat, her face suddenly changed. The mood was originally because of Nan Xinyue's noisy and irritable, and now there are more problems to play. Especially when I saw the servants waiting to serve at the dinner table, several of them looked at Nan Xinyue with contempt, and they were even more angry.

Nan Jingsheng's already fragile vanity was deeply stimulated. He picked up the red sandalwood chopsticks placed on the pillow of red sandalwood chopsticks and slapped it fiercely at Nan Xinyue. This time, it was drawing on the back of Nan Xinyue's hand, and the rough force immediately made two blood marks on the back of Nan Xinyue's white hand.

"Dad? ..." Nan Xinyue was beaten and suddenly pulled back her hand and covered it with another one. Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Nanjing Sheng with grievances.

"Idiot who doesn't know the rules!" Nanjing Sheng roared with a cold face. He just scolded like this and didn't tell Nan Xinyue why he was beaten.

He was beaten for no reason. He was already shocked, but he didn't know why he was beaten. Nan Xinyue stood up and ran out with grievance.

This time, Hua Yanling, who has always favored Nan Xinyue, did not talk to Nan Jingsheng. Although his face became ugly because Nanjingsheng beat her daughter, he did not swear. After waiting fiercely for Nanjingsheng, he turned around and went out.

Immediately, Hua Yanling's voice came from the living room. I don't favor you this time. You are really wrong. Not to mention, what we are now, let's say that you will continue to appear at all kinds of banquets in the upper class in the future. If you don't understand the etiquette at this table and show jokes, it will not only humiliate you, but also all the face of the Nan family. I feel sad when I beat you, but I also agree with you. Now you hurt, and you will remember it clearly in the future.

After listening to Hua Yanling's words, Li Jialan's original heart was more cautious about Hua Yanling. This Hua Yanling was not as stupid as she had identified before. The brain is very clear, not as clear as ordinary unruly women.

And Nan Xinyue sobbed and whispered something, but Li Jialan didn't hear it clearly.

"Okay, leave her alone, let's eat." Nan Jingsheng frowned impatiently and ordered the servant to have dinner.

Li Jialan sat up straight, slightly away from the table, and picked up the napkin on the table, opened it and spread it on Li Jialan's leg, and then handed Li Jialan wet wipes to let Li Jialan wipe his hands.

Nan Jingsheng quietly looked at Li Jialan's every move and saw that her movements were elegant, quite like a celebrity, and her eyes showed satisfaction.