After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Su Xiaojun handed the menu to Song He, but Song He pushed it back with a smile.

He smiled and said warmly.

"I'm not familiar with this place. If you've been here before, order whatever dishes you think are good."

Su Xiaojun nodded, thinking what Song He said made sense, so he picked up the menu and looked at it.

"Then does Brother Song have any taboos?"

"My brother doesn't eat visible onions, ginger, and garlic, he doesn't eat meat and fat floating on the soup, he doesn't eat sour or bitter, he doesn't eat offal, heads and feet, he only eats peppers that are not spicy, and he only eats oranges that are pure and sweet... …”

"To shut up."

Before Song Jin finished speaking, Song He frowned and interrupted him.

Su Xiaojun was dumbfounded when he heard this. He froze in his seat and looked at the red Sichuan dishes at a loss.

"Then we...may not be able to eat the food here..."

Song He said.

"It doesn't matter, that's my old habit. Just two days ago, I ate everything."

Song Jin's eyes widened instantly. When he just got off the plane, he saw his brother and asked his assistant to go to a five-star hotel to ask the chef to cook it according to his brother's taste. The taste changed too quickly!

But since it was Song He who said it, there was no reason to take it back. He had already dismantled his brother once in front of Su Xiaojun, but he couldn't do it a second time, otherwise he would be dead if he went back.

Thinking of this, Song Jin quickly changed his tone and looked at Song He's face while trying his best to put on a smile.

"Ah... yes, indeed, what I just mentioned is my brother's previous eating habits. Now he has changed and he is not picky about food at all, really!"

Song He's expression softened slightly, and Song Jin couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Su Xiaojun guessed that Song Jin said such things because of Song He, but she did not expose it.

She pushed the menu in Song Hye's direction.

"I've basically eaten all the dishes here, and I think they all taste good. Brother Song, just pick something that looks comfortable to you. You won't go wrong."

Song He chuckled lightly before taking the menu.

Su Xiaojun's delicate thoughts made him feel warm in his heart.

"Xiaojun, I always enjoy it every time I talk to you."

Song Jin echoed from the side.

"Yes, yes, I feel the same way. Sister Xiaojun's voice is gentle and considerate. Anyone who sees it will like it."

Su Xiaojun was a little overwhelmed by the praise of the two brothers, and could only point to the menu with some embarrassment.

"Let's order first."

At this time, the landlady came in with two cold dishes. She smiled when she saw the clean menu.

"Hey, why don't you order food?"

With that said, she looked at Song He again.

"Don't worry, let me recommend some dishes to you. They are definitely our chef's specialties. I guarantee that you will remember them twice after eating them!"

Song He thought about it and nodded.

"Then trouble you."

The landlady is very generous.

"Why are you so polite? Let me tell you, this Mapo Tofu is very delicious, fragrant and tender."

"Also, boil the meat slices in water and pour the hot oil over them. It will be delicious!"

Song He listened carefully, but Song Jin and Su Xiaojun's expressions were very nervous.

Su Xiaojun could tell from Song He's introduction just now that Song He was a very picky person with light taste. How could he eat the heavy-flavored mapo tofu and boiled pork slices?
Just as she was about to tell the proprietress about two light dishes, Song He came first.

"Okay, just these two, as well as the fish and cabbage soup you just introduced, and the pork with dried plums and vegetables." The landlady nodded with a smile, and pointed to a plate of cold salad on the table. and roast goose.

"I'll give you two dishes. The geese are raised in our own pond at the back of the mountain. They are very delicious."

The proprietress happily carried the menu and went out, leaving three people in the room. The other two looked at Song He who was sitting in the middle.

Su Xiaojun hesitated for a while before tentatively speaking.

"Brother Song, Sichuan food is indeed very heavy, you may not be used to it..."

"It's okay. Since you praised it, I will definitely have a taste."

Song He was so calm when he spoke, but how shocked he was when he saw the food coming.

He didn't understand what kind of dish could make Sichuan peppercorns cover the entire plate.

Why are the originally white tofu made into a red shape?
Why is the skin of this meat black?
Sweeping it around, Song He saw that the cabbage soup was normal, but the green onion floating on it made him unable to start.

The landlady didn't leave even after serving the food. She stood aside and looked at Song He expectantly.

"Have a try, especially the boiled pork slices, they are so tender!"

Su Xiaojun and Song Jin were both extremely nervous. They watched Song He pick up the chopsticks in his hand and slowly reach for the boiled meat slices closest to him.

"Brother Song, don't you have oral ulcers recently?"

Su Xiaojun shouted a second before the chopsticks went down. Song He looked up at her with a confused look on his face.

"Hey, if you have an oral ulcer, you need to eat hot pot or Sichuan food. Fight poison with poison!"

Song Jin leaned directly on the back of the chair.

"It makes sense, I can't even refute it."

Su Xiaojun smiled awkwardly at the landlady, who was still urging her.

"Hurry up and pick up the food, it's cold and it won't taste good!"

The pair of chopsticks looked as if they were dead, breaking through the layer of oil and chili pepper on the surface and reaching into the red soup below.

When they came out again, the originally dry chopsticks were slowly stained with a layer of red oil and were still shiny.

There was a piece of springy boiled meat sandwiched between the two chopsticks. The meat was covered in red oil and was still dripping.

Song He put a whole piece of meat into his mouth in one mouthful. The next second, he felt that his whole head was on fire!

The landlady laughed loudly on the side, and then a waiter brought a large glass of ice milk. The landlady took it and placed it in front of Song He.

Song He drank more than half of a glass of ice milk in one gulp before gradually calming down.

"I saw that you were a foreigner, so I asked my master to make it slightly spicy. You, you need to practice more to eat spicy food!"

Su Xiaojun and Song Jin were both extremely nervous.

After all, no one has ever let President Song Hesong of Beijing City eat such spicy food.

When the piece of boiled meat entered his mouth, Song Hye almost lost the most important expression control and wanted to spit it out directly.

Song Jin looked at his elder brother's embarrassing and funny look, and couldn't help laughing after being nervous.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to have something you can't control."

After the lady boss finished teasing the out-of-towners, she took the plate and went out, waving her hands generously as she walked.

"I will give you a drop of Leza ice milk. You can get a refill after you finish drinking it!"

Song He waited for half a minute, finally feeling the presence of his tongue, and tried to remain calm when speaking to Su Xiaojun.

"Sorry, I made you see a joke."

Su Xiaojun shook his head and smiled and said it was okay, but Song Jin was teasing from the side.

"I told you earlier that you don't need to be brave. Now it's okay. President Song's character has collapsed!"