"Don't look at me like this!" Zhao Jianguo seemed to be able to feel Chen Ming's emotions, "I didn't just choose this name!"

People who can dress like this certainly don’t like this simple name. But he mentioned changing his name and almost beat Zhao Guodong to death, so he could only continue to keep the name.

"You are from the generation of 'jian', so of course you have to have the name of 'jian'. How good is the founding of the country? Build the motherland!" Zhao Guodong complained directly. The younger generation now seems to be a little disgusted with the generation.

Perhaps I feel that seniority is a kind of family bondage, influenced by the free country on the other side of the ocean, one or two advocate freedom, and even the culture of our ancestors almost forgot.

Without a family, he can still be arrogant? Look at Chen Ming, what kind of life he lived when he was a child, why are young people now enjoying the convenience of family members on the one hand, but forgetting the identity and obligations of family members?

At this moment, Chen Ming was thinking: If I change my surname to Zhao, would I also become Zhao Jianming? It feels strange... No, maybe the old man will change my name at that time...

Suddenly I felt that it seemed good not to agree to Zhao Guodong's proposal.

"Okay, don't stand here!" Zhao Guodong obviously didn't bother to continue to scold, "The family dinner is about to begin, and you two juniors are just a matter of time. Why don't you go in with me quickly!"

"Oh...yes!" The two responded quickly, and followed Zhao Guodong in.

The entire courtyard house is not small, and you can even see some servants around. Perhaps, this is a symbol of identity? Chen Ming has a net worth of tens of millions, and at the same time, relying on Qian Shouyi's financial management, his assets are steadily increasing.

However, compared with the Zhao family, his own wealth is indeed nothing.

The problems are not what you earn, and they cannot belong entirely to you, so Chen Ming has nothing to envy. After entering here, he is more curious and curious about how those high-ranking people live.

Entering the hall, today may be due to family dinner, so the place is decorated very grandly. It is said to be grand, but not very luxurious, and has a traditional Chinese cultural atmosphere.

The adults have a table, while the juniors have another table. It seems that there are still differences here in terms of seniority. However, men and women do not separate the tables. Chen Ming remembers that according to the previous habits, men and women cannot sit together.

"Jianguo, why are he so late? Who is he?" Seeing Zhao Jianguo, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old stood up and came to him, of course, he had to look at Chen Ming.

"There are some things in the band, and I finally got a chance to come over." Zhao Jianguo said helplessly, "This one around me is amazing, my second aunt's child, our cousin, is named Chen Ming!"

"Is it the legendary second aunt?" The young man was stunned. No, no, it should be said that all the young people around him were stunned.

The voice may be quite loud, and the adults seemed to hear the conversation here and watched them one after another. Some people were somewhat moved when they saw Chen Ming, while many people were more confused and even joking.

It seems that my mother has a good relationship with anyone in the family. Chen Ming just glanced and probably knew what her mother had in the Zhao family. As for those who looked bad, they probably were worried that she would come back and compete with them for property?

He didn't take the Zhao family's property seriously at all. He came here mainly to experience the feeling of family affection.

But I have to say that the feeling here is very calm and unfamiliar. This feeling is a bit uncomfortable.

"Okay, I know you're curious!" Zhao Guodong clapped his hands, "This is Lily's son and the grandson of the Zhao family. It's this kid who refuses to change his surname."

Shouldn't it be bad? Not only Chen Ming, but a few people probably think so. Chen Ming really has a surname, Zhao, and he is a member of his brother's direct line. At that time, he will have a share of his property.

"It's a rare family dinner. Everyone gathers together and get along!" Zhao Guodong ordered, "Especially, your little nephew, who has seen him for the first time in so many years, help him get familiar with the Zhao family."

Is this necessary? Chen Ming couldn't help but complain in his heart that it suddenly became the focus of the family banquet and it was not very pleasant.

When people arrived, the dishes came up one after another. They felt that they were valuable things and were cooked by famous people. Chen Ming had seen these dishes, but he had never eaten them before. He could eat them, but the problem was that he would not waste so much.

"I haven't eaten that good before?" Zhao Jianguo seemed to notice Chen Ming's expression.

"I can't bear to eat that good food." Chen Ming shook his head, "I didn't have much money until I was fifteen years old. I'm used to being poor, so people don't like to waste."

It seems like I am very rich now... There are a few people next to me who complained in my heart.

"Then eat more, anyway, we are used to eating these things." Zhao Jianguo said casually, although these words were somewhat sluggish.

Fortunately, Chen Ming also knew that this was not a provocation or show-off, but a subconscious statement. However, I have to say that the living standards of the Zhao family are indeed not bad.

Chen Ming was not busy when he really started eating. The dishes were indeed exquisite. Even the dishes were commonly seen every day, there was a big difference in taste and impression. The key was that the cooking method was very good, even the braised pork was cooked very well.

It's just strange that after everyone got on the table, they didn't eat the braised pork much...

"I like to eat?" Zhao Jianguo whispered, "This dish is the old man's favorite, so there must be this dish every time the family banquet, but in fact, it's the old man's eating it. We don't like this dish very much, it's too fucking."

"I used to have to count on eating oil. If I eat more, I might have to eat less in the future. Such a fat and not greasy braised pork with soft and tender gravy but not rotten is too rare." Chen Ming sighed.

"Since you like it, eat more." Zhao Jianguo smiled and ignored it. He probably felt that this cousin should have grown up in the countryside before.

Zhao Guodong watched Chen Ming keep eating braised pork and smiled with satisfaction. This child is like him and likes this meat. All kinds of delicacies are just a little bit, and it doesn't satisfy his cravings.

God knows why these people have to recommend eating this thing recently. Could it be that by eating some abalone ginseng and wings or something, they can become so-called superiors? Sorry, if he counts up here, there are not many people who are superior!

So in his opinion, these family members who are now eating abalone ginseng and enjoying themselves have a bit of a nouveau riche. Maybe if you ask them, they can’t even say why this thing is delicious!

Especially this shark fin has no taste, and I don’t know why others like to eat it so much...

Before he knew it, Zhao Guodong felt a little closer to Chen Ming.
Chapter completed!