Gao Yang stood at the door holding Ye Lianna's arm. Natalia also took off her apron and stood beside Gao Yang and ye Lianna.
Watching the Rolls Royce stop at the gate, Gao Yang quickly stepped forward and opened the door. Then he smiled at yalebin and said, "welcome to my humble house, my teacher."
Yalebin first stretched out his crutch and refused Gao Yang's help. After getting out of the car alone, he looked at Gao Yang's house, then made a face at Gao Yang and said with a smile, "I thought you would live in a palace."
Gao Yang said with a smile, "in a few years, maybe I will really live in a palace, but not yet. Teacher, let me introduce you to my fiancee. You have met Natalia, groliov's wife, ye Lianna's mother, of course, my mother-in-law and prospective mother-in-law."
Alebin held out his hand to Natalia, nodded slightly and said, "nice to meet you, madam."
Natalia shook hands with yalebin and said with a very elegant smile: "nice to meet you, yalebin. The family has stewed red vegetable soup and beef. Gao said you like stewed beef, authentic Russian flavor."
Gao Yang immediately said, "I assure you that my mother-in-law doesn't boast."
Ha ha, after laughing, Gao Yang pointed to grevatov and said, "this is grevatov. It's a pity that many people can't come together today, but just regard this as their own home. Please come in and let's talk slowly."
Gao Yang welcomed the people home and directly into the restaurant, because it was late for dinner after yalebin got off the plane.
The people sat down one after another, but Joseph stayed directly in the living room and stood at the door. He shouted impatiently, "Joseph, come and have dinner together. There are no outsiders here. Sit down."
After calling Joseph, Gao Yang turned to yalebin and said with a smile, "try it. I hope you like it."
Red vegetable soup, Da lieba, pickled cucumbers, and beef stew. The food is actually very simple, just a few common Russian home dishes, which have been put in front of yalebin one after another.
Yalebin smiled unnaturally and said, "I'm really hungry. You're welcome, everyone, please."
At dinner, Gao Yang always felt that yalebin was a little restrained, because yalebin ate a regular meal, but his every move was elegant and polite. It didn't look like a simple meal at home, but like attending a state banquet.
Grevatov held up his glass and smiled at Natalia, "it tastes very good. It's the familiar taste, the taste of home. Thank you, madam."
Natalia smiled, "just like it."
Yalebin sat next to grivatov. After grivatov and Natalia drank the wine together, yalebin hesitated and finally leaned slightly and whispered in Czech: "this is the taste of home?"
Grevatov felt a little sour. He also whispered in Czech: "yes, the taste of home, Captain, you are too formal."
Yalebin nodded. Then he smiled and raised his glass and said, "ah, how delicious, how warm, the taste of respect for home."
Czech is the West Slavic branch of the Slavic language family. It is the most different language from Russian in the Slavic language family. Basically, people who can understand Russian cannot understand Czech.
The reason why he chose a small language to whisper to grevatov was that alebin didn't want others to understand what he was saying.
Alebin knew everything and knew everything, but he didn't know what was the taste of home.
After raising a glass with the crowd in a slightly strange toast, alebin continued to whisper to grevatov in Czech: "but the taste of this soup is different from that of your family. Why do you say it's the taste of your family?"
Grivatov whispered: "the taste of home focuses on home rather than taste. Captain, the hotel can't make this taste. You should relax, just like eating in your own dormitory. Now you're too formal."
Yalebin subconsciously moved his shirt collar and whispered, "I don't wear a tie. I don't think I'm very serious and formal. Well, what should I do? It's in a high home. I don't want to, er, I don't want to perform a task."
Alebin can eat at home like a normal person, but it's just like, just a simulated image, but alebin doesn't want to do that.
Grivatov whispered, "you can eat as you like. Really, you don't need to think too much about eating in a high home. The taste of home is, that is, that is, sorry, I can't describe it accurately. It's that the easiest way to eat has the taste of home, that familiar feeling and familiar taste."
Yalebin whispered, "stop, the more you explain, the more confused you are. Well, I think I know what to do. That's it. Now we're too rude."
Grevatov murmured, "in fact, you don't have to care too much about what you understand..."
In fact, the whispering between the two people all the time does seem strange. Gao Yang wants to know what yalebin and grivatov are talking about, but it's a pity that he really doesn't understand.
The only thing Gaoyang can feel is that yalebin is really formal, some too serious and some too formal.
Poor alebin, he doesn't even know what a real family meal is. Maybe he tried it at grevatov's house, but obviously alebin didn't really understand the taste of home in a short time at grevatov's house.
Yalebin put down the spoon. He looked around the people. After finding that they were silent and looking at him, yalebin suddenly pointed to the vodka on the table and said with a smile, "give me a vodka, just a small one."
Gao Yang picked up a small vodka cup, picked up the wine bottle, poured a cup and put it in front of yalebin. After yalebin hesitated again, he suddenly reached out and picked up a pickled cucumber from the pickle plate, took a big bite of the cucumber, and then drank the vodka.
"Sorry, guys, I'd like to have a drink like this. Er, I'm used to it. Yes, I like it. Isn't it the taste of home? Ha ha, ha ha."
Looking at yalebin's artificial laughter, Gao Yang suddenly felt very bitter in his heart. He quickly bowed his head and drank soup because he was afraid that he would shed tears.
After drinking the soup, he casually wiped his mouth with his hand, held up his glass and said with a smile, "cheers, everyone, for the health of yalebin."
Everyone drank up the drink in the cup.
Yalebin picked up his glass again. His face was red and he said happily, "I'm very happy to be a guest at Gao's home. Everyone, I wish Gao and his family happiness. Cheers!"