Zhao Xirui, Xiao Feng’s wife, added coldly, "Second sister-in-law, if you find this banquet beneath you, feel free to leave."
As soon as the two said these words, Su Meiling’s face turned pale with humiliation then turned red with anger. As for her husband, he just glanced at them and smiled as if the one being criticized was not his wife but a stranger.
After a moment, Xiao Jun, the second son of Grandpa Xiao, finally said, "Elder Brother, Sister-in-law, I apologize for my wife’s rude words. But what she said is not entirely false."
Before the tension could escalate further, Xiao Yun, the youngest son, stepped in and said, "Elder Brother, Second Brother, why don’t we try the dish first? This is the first time I have seen cold noodles served at a wedding banquet."
Hearing her husband’s words, Wei Qingyue understood his intention and nodded quickly. She began serving everyone while saying with a smile, "Ah Yun is right. Let’s give it a try."
To maintain the family’s reputation, Xiao Feng and Xiao Jun reluctantly stopped their argument and agreed to try the noodles.
The moment they took the first bite, surprise and amazement flashed on their faces. The noodles, though simple, were exquisitely made.
The freshness of the vegetables paired with the chewy noodles was delightful, and the addition of shredded chicken and a spicy sauce created a perfect balance of flavors that awakened their appetites.
Unfortunately, the portion was small, and the bowl was empty before anyone could have their fill.
Xiao Yun sighed as he set down his empty bowl and said with pity, "I never expected the cold noodles to be so delicious, but the portion was too small. I barely had enough before it was all gone."
As if on cue, the servers returned with more dishes. This time, they brought large bowls of soup to each table, swapping out the used bowls for fresh ones to enhance the dining experience.
Zhao Xirui glanced at Su Meiling and remarked pointedly, "It seems the Pan family’s banquet has its own unique style. This is the first time I have seen a wedding banquet served in courses, like a Western dinner."
Feeling curious, Fu Wenli picked up the menu placed on the table. After scanning it, she said, "Ah, so this paper lists the dishes. This soup must be herbal chicken soup."
Xiao Jun stirred the bowl with a ladle, revealing a whole chicken. He looked at his daughter-in-law and asked, "Eldest daughter-in-law, how many dishes are on the menu?"
Fu Wenli counted before replying, "Father, there are ten dishes, including fruit soup."
Hearing this, Su Meiling’s face burned with embarrassment. Just minutes ago, she had mocked the banquet for serving only one dish. Now, learning there were ten in total, she felt as though she had been slapped in public. freewёbnoνel.com
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