"Greg, let's go to eat hot pot, okay? I used to hear that the hotpot in China is very delicious, but I haven't had the chance to taste it. Let's go to eat it today, okay?" Rona said to Greg coquettishly.
"But can you eat such spicy food? Why don't you go back to the hotel and order some food with lighter flavor?" Greg said hesitantly. He didn't want to have dinner with Rona. It was already five o'clock in the evening.
Since he had been with Leona and her son these days, he had a much more regular lifestyle. He would basically have dinner with them at home, which made him feel a little unaccustomed to eating outside.
Rona looked at Greg with grievance. Her red lips pouted. She shook one of Greg's arms and said in a spoiled tone, "No, Greg. I've been eating those food abroad for several years. The doctor said that I'm fine. I don't want to eat them anymore. And I don't want to have dinner alone in the hotel. Greg, can you accompany me?"
Looking at Rona's tearful face, Greg finally didn't have the heart to refuse her. He nodded and said, "Okay!"
"Yeah, that's great. Greg is going to have hot pot with me!" Holding on to Greg's arm, Rona cheered like a child. Looking at her like this, Greg also felt bad. Rona was so happy because of such a small thing. It could be seen how depressed she had been in the past few years. Maybe he should really accompany her well.
The two of them came to a very popular hotpot restaurant. Greg specially ordered a private room and ordered a pot of mandarin ducks. On the left was a spicy pot, with a layer of red pepper floating on it, and on the right was a clear water pot, and the milky white soup with hotpot ingredients floating on it.
As the waiter served the dishes and meat, the hot pot was also started heating. Rona looked at everything in front of her in bewilderment, wondering how to eat these.
At this time, Greg had picked up his chopsticks and put the vegetables and meat into the hot pot. He said, "You're not in good health. You'd better not eat too much spicy food. If you eat too much spicy food, it's easy to be ill!"
When Greg was talking, he looked at Rona blankly and asked, "Rona what's wrong with you?
Rona blushed and said, "I don't know how to use these two sticks!"
With a pair of chopsticks in one hand, Rona looked at Greg awkwardly. She had grown up abroad, using spoon and fork. She had never used such a thing.
Looking at her embarrassed look, Greg realized that she didn't know how to use chopsticks at all. He called the waiter and said, "Please bring us a fork!"
The waiter was stunned. When he saw the two chopsticks in Rona's hands, he smiled knowingly and said, "Okay, please wait a moment!" They had also received foreign tourists before, and they basically didn't use chopsticks, so the restaurant was specially equipped with forks for these people.
After a while, the waiter brought the fork. Greg handed it to Rona. "Now it's all set!" said Greg.
However, Rona put the fork aside and continued to focus on the chopsticks in front of her. She tried to adapt herself to the way Greg held the chopsticks.
"Rona, if you don't know how to use chopsticks, you'd better use a fork!" Greg looked at her stubborn face and persuaded her.
"No, I just want to learn how to use chopsticks. I can't even use chopsticks. It's so embarrassing!" Rona still fiddled with it, but it didn't work. Under the guidance of Greg, she didn't make any progress.
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