Chapter 245 Relatives and Friends (6)

Luo Quan was not interested in understanding the grievances between the two people. She had breakfast very early and was already a little hungry.

While Seifert and Darien were still confronting each other, she quietly left and headed to the dining table.

The main meal has begun one after another. There are many tables in the courtyard, and the guests basically sit together according to their relationship.

Luo Quan looked around and found the location of his parents, but seeing that he was chatting happily with a group of old friends, he didn't go over to join in the fun.

The younger brothers and sisters didn't see where they were, so Luo Quan found an empty seat and sat down, followed by Leon.

"Where are Karina and Mia?" Luo Quan asked while drinking juice.

"I don't know, probably with their own parents." Leon gnawed on the apple.

"Where did you get the apples?"

Leon said seriously: "There was a roasted suckling pig just now, I picked it off."

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter placed a plate of roasted suckling pig in front of the two of them, with a bright red apple stuffed in the pig's mouth.

Luo Quan looked around, took off the apple, and started to nibble on it.

At this time, Seifert and the two brothers also came over. Seifert sat next to Leon, while Darien and Fred sat opposite Seifert.

The five of them chatted for a while and finally got to know each other.

Darien and Seifert have actually known each other for a long time. They were classmates in the same university and department. From various competitions to the pursuit of female classmates, the two have competed with each other.

There was still some incompatibility at first, but as time went by, the relationship eased a bit, and there was a sense of mutual acquaintance between them.

Of course, after meeting, they still mostly quarrel, and they are neither friends nor enemies. It is a very strange state.

Darien and Fred's families are both very wealthy, which can be seen from their clothes, but Luo Quan did not ask specifically.

As he spoke, sumptuous dishes were placed in front of everyone, most of which were meat, and there were also some exquisite side dishes on plates, such as foie gras, caviar, baked snails, etc., which are all famous dishes in Western recipes. Styled.

There was nothing around Luo Quan's table just now. I don't know when it started, but the table next to it was already full. There were probably twenty or thirty people, and they were all young people in their late teens or early twenties.

The boys attending the banquet who came with the adults this time are basically gathered here at this moment.

Most of them didn't know each other, some would chat occasionally, and more people's attention was on Luo Quan's table.

"The juice is finished." Luo Quan drank the last bit of orange juice and looked at the empty cup and said.

"I'll get you another glass." Leon said as he was about to get up. The tables around him were already clinking. In the blink of an eye, colorful juices were raised in front of Luo Quan. The boys each held a glass of juice, their faces With expectation and admiration, he said nothing, just waiting for Luo Quan to make a decision.

In Luo Quan's mind, this was a scene that could be called a world-famous painting, a scene from a movie.

But the situation is slightly different. The heroine in that movie smoked without a lighter, and the men around her raised their lighters to light a fire for her. But here, she just drank the juice.

"Thank you for the juice, two glasses are enough." Fred took the juice from the nearest two people, drank a glass himself, and put it in front of Luo Quan.

The boy whose glass of juice was taken away by Fred frowned and was about to say something, but was tugged by his clothes by his companion behind him.

The companion shook his head slightly at him. Although the boy was puzzled, he still endured it.

The other boys were also bored and turned away.

"Thank you." Luo Quan said to Fred.

Although she didn't know his background, he helped her out this time.

"It's a piece of cake." Fred took a sip of the ice-cold watermelon juice in his glass.

"You recognized me before, so which songs in my album have you heard?" Luo Quan asked curiously.

Fred looked embarrassed: "Actually, I didn't listen to much, I just listened to "Farewell Time" and "Scarborough Fair"

Mainly because I prefer listening to classical music, and these two songs in your album are the only ones that interest me more. "

Are the preferences of young people today so old-school? Luo Quan was really surprised. The theater security guard she met last time also responded to her in the same way.

"By the way, do you like classical music?" Fred asked.

"I really like it." This is Luo Quan's truth, but this habit is limited to a few pieces of music, that is, the most famous and most beautiful pieces. In addition, she actually has no interest in classical music. Not particularly well researched.

Suddenly meeting someone with similar interests, Fred seemed to have opened up a chat box. He chatted endlessly with Luo Quan, from Bach to Tchaikovsky. He knew all of so many great music masters by heart. This knowledge The volume would put her, a "music professional," to shame.

Luo Quan regretted saying that she liked listening to classical music. She was a parallel importer who had become a monk by the way, and she had no in-depth understanding of classical music. After Fred said so much, she could only echo from the side.

"Speaking of Bach, in fact, what I like to listen to the most are the canons he composed. These are among the best canons in the world, bar none!

I really highly recommend you to listen to it! "

When this was mentioned, Luo Quan was stunned for a moment. Was the most famous Canon composed by Bach? Even in China, which is a desert of classical music, many people should come up with this knowledge, right? After all, that Canon is so famous!

However, Luo Quan did not raise any questions. She was not an expert in this area, so it would be ridiculous if she made a mistake.

"I'll listen to it." Luo Quan replied politely, then turned on his phone and searched for Canon in the music software.

No George Winston, no Pachelbel, no Canon in D major!

The ones at the front were all canons signed by Bach. Luo Quan played a few songs, mostly in minor keys.

"How is it? Doesn't it sound good?" Fred asked.

"It sounds pretty good." Luo Quan put down his phone and said seriously.

Then I added in my mind: But I have a better-sounding version!

"Look at my treasure, how beautiful it is today." Eric came over at some point, his smile full of pride, "Lyon, just pay your sister to eat here. Your grandfather and I have more social activities there, so I won’t take care of you here anymore.”

"Hello, uncle." Darian stood up and said hello to Eric.

"Darian? When did you come?" Eric obviously did not expect that his best friend's son would come.

"Originally, my father planned to come, but something happened at the company and he couldn't get away. So I can only ask you to say hello to you and your father on his behalf, and ask you not to be angry with him."

Eric smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. I'm going back to the United States in a few days anyway. I'll just get together with him then."

"Hello Uncle Eric." Fred said as he also stood up.

"You are..." Eric really didn't recognize it for a moment.

Darien introduced: "This is my friend Fred, from the Ibigail family."

Hearing that this was a child of the Ibigail family, Eric understood: "O--it turns out to be a child of the Ibigail family. So Morel is yours?"

"Father."

Eric laughed: "Then you are right to call me uncle. Your dad is the first friend I made in the United States."

Luo Quan was quite surprised. His father really had friends all over the world. How could any father be his good buddy?

"Then you can eat slowly by yourself, and I won't talk to you any more." After Eric finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the wine table where the old man was sitting.

Luo Quan glanced over there and found that his second uncle was there, but he didn't see his mother.

"Your dad can do it. He has so many friends in the United States." Seifert whispered to Leon.

Darian chuckled: "Uncle Eric is quite well-known in the upper class society in the United States."

Neither Luo Quan nor Leon spoke, they just focused on eating the food in front of them.

After eating and drinking, Luo Quan went back to her room. There were so many people and she was afraid that something would happen if she stayed out for too long.

But she didn't want to cause trouble, and things came to her on their own.

"Miss Luo Quan, Master asked me to call you down." The maid's voice sounded outside Luo Quan's door.

Luo Quan, who was feeling dizzy and was about to take a nap, stood up and rubbed his face: "Don't you arrange another blind date for me?"

After putting on his shoes, Luo Quan straightened the wrinkles on his evening dress and came downstairs.

Fortunately, the whole family was there, so it was probably not for her blind date.

"Daughter, come here." Luo Ni waved to Luo Quan.

In the courtyard, the old man, as the director, sat with his back facing the entrance of the castle hall, while the other seats were lined up towards the manor, on both sides, with a dozen chairs on each side.

The female relatives all sit on the right, and the men on the left.

Luo Quan sat down and thought that the old man was going to hold some kind of meeting for them, but in the end he just asked his grandchildren to come out and listen.

As the protagonist of today's birthday banquet, the old man naturally hopes that his children and grandchildren will be around when chatting with friends, so that he can look like he is full of children and grandchildren and his family is prosperous.

Not only to save face, but also to show that he manages the family well, this is probably one of the few pursuits for people like the old man.

His old friends also understood very well, and when they saw the grandchildren sitting obediently next to the old man, they kept praising him.

The old man who was being flattered by the Decepticons gradually became a little more elated.

"How old is your granddaughter this year? Does she have a partner?" An old man suddenly asked, and Luo Quan felt his scalp numb when he heard this voice.

"Not yet, why, your grandson..."

Fortunately, he is proud, and the old man has not forgotten his nature.

His old habit of being a matchmaker has been criticized by his grandchildren for a long time, and he has been told more than once before not to mess with the mandarin ducks.

"Hey, what age are we in now? Don't do that blind date thing anymore. Besides, my granddaughter is only nineteen years old, so she's not in a hurry to find a partner." The old man waved his hand and said what Brayden said to him that morning. Repeated it again.

"I remember that you used to like this whole thing. Why are you not interested now? Have you figured it out?"

"The past was before, and the present is now." The old man took a sip of tea to dilute the greasiness in his throat.

This afternoon, Luo Quan accompanied his parents here and listened to a few old men bragging and exposing each other's shortcomings.

Those who can sit here are basically old friends who have known each other for decades. They have deep feelings, can joke with each other, and have no worries about whose birthday party it is today.

According to Brendan, I might give you some face when you celebrate your seventieth birthday. What else do you want at sixty-seven? Let me send you a cake?

Several old guys also burst out laughing, and the courtyard was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

The sons and daughters actually wanted to laugh when they saw their father being so miserable, but they didn't dare.

If you dare to laugh at this, I'm afraid you will have to deal with it by family law after the guests leave in the evening.

The adults had been holding back all afternoon, but the children did not suffer from these crimes.

Because they were sitting closer to the outside, the chairs were moved to the side after a while. Some were listening to music, some were playing games, and some were brushing oil pipes.

In an era when mobile phones are so popular, family gatherings are rarely the same as before, where the whole family happily gathered around and chatted.

Basically, young people have a mobile phone and play by themselves. When an adult calls them, they will raise their heads and say a few words, and then lower their heads to play again.

Not only in China, this is actually the case everywhere.

Luo Quan didn't play with his mobile phone, mainly because he was a little sleepy.

She got up too early today and usually has the habit of taking a nap, so she would feel sleepy after two o'clock.

Her four eyelids had already started fighting when she went downstairs, but she still managed to get downstairs.

It is so difficult for people to leave once they sit down.

After finishing it, she had already left the meeting early because she was drunk.

The family here is chatting with the old man. If she gets up again and says: I am sleepy, I want to sleep.

What happened? What do uncles and aunts think of her? What would Grandpa's friends say? What kind of situation will the mother be in if she continues to stay here?

Therefore, no matter how sleepy Luo Quan is, he can only hold on here.

Fortunately, the drunkenness after finishing the sleepy song was a little different. Together with the effects of alcohol, she couldn't resist it at all. There were many ways to solve the sleepy song.

The simplest one is painful stimulation.

Luo Quan twisted his arm twice, and soon, two eye-catching red marks appeared on his arm as white as snow.

This actually reminded her of the emergency measures taken by the class teacher after her classmate suffered a heat stroke in elementary school.

The more common method is to pinch the person's philtrum, and then twist the inside of the neck or wrist hard.

Of course, these are all crude methods, but the effect is still quite obvious.

Luo Quan grimaced at the two blows, and his sleepiness immediately disappeared.

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