When Yan Bugui saw the chicken in his hand, he rolled his eyes and greeted,"
"Hey, Lil Song, what a sumptuous meal tonight!”
"Yeah, Third Uncle, are you taking a walk?”
"Yes, yes."
As soon as Yan Bugui dug his butt, Song Qingshan knew what he was going to do.
"Third Elder, you haven't eaten yet, right?" he said with a smile.”
"Uh, I haven't eaten yet."
"Alright, my culinary skills aren't that good either. I can't finish it all by myself. How about this? Let's go to your house and let Sanhei's mother show off her skills.”
Upon hearing this, she was overjoyed and took the chicken with a smile.
"That's good. Let your auntie show you something beautiful. I guarantee that you'll still want to eat it.”
"Sigh, Xiao Song, it's because I have a lot of children at home and don't have any extra food. Why don't I treat you to a meal when you first came?”
Listening to these hypocritical words, Song Qingshan wanted to say in his heart, I'll go to hell.
However, he did not show any emotion on his face and said with a smile,"Aiya, what the hell is this? I should be the one treating. It's so late to treat Third Elder to a meal.”
"This kid has just arrived, so I need you to take care of me. As for me, I'm full and my family is not hungry, so I have to treat you.”
"How about this, I still have a few bottles of Red Star Erguotou in my room. I don't usually drink it, so I'll go back to my room and get it first. Cook the chicken first and the peanuts. I'll come over in a while.”
"Then I'm sorry to make you serve wine again.”
Yan Bugui said he was sorry, but his hands were not polite at all. He took a big bag of peanuts and turned around to return to the west wing.
......
Not long after.
Song Qingshan brought two bottles of Red Star Erguotou and opened the curtain to enter the west wing.
She looked at Yan Bugui's family in surprise, but they didn't start eating first.
Looking at the two bottles of Erguotou, Yan Bugui's eyes lit up as he greeted them warmly,""Little Song, you're here. Sit down."
Then, she scolded," Yan Jiedi, why are you so insensible? Didn't you see that the guests have arrived? You can't even sit down. Hurry up and give up your seat."”
Song Qingshan didn't have any dislike for the two little ones from the Yan Family.
The reason why Yan Jiekuan and Yan Jiedi became like that was because Yan Bugui and his wife failed to educate them.
It really proved that parents were unkind and children were unfilial.
Yan Bugui was even more speechless towards this man who valued boys over girls.
He did not agree with such an evil custom, and he would not let a child eat standing up.
"No need, no need. It can fit. In winter, it's warmer to squeeze together.”
"I'll just sit with Jie Kuang!"
After Song Qingshan finished speaking, he sat on Yan Jiekuang's right, and Yu Li was on his right.
As soon as he sat down, he smelled a very pleasant faint fragrance. He subconsciously sniffed.
This action immediately caused Yu Li's face to flush slightly. It was unknown whether it was the cold weather or Song Qingshan's actions.
She looked at her naturally fair face without any makeup.
Song Qingshan suddenly felt as if there was a natural beauty that assaulted his face. For some reason, he even felt a little moved.
" F * ck, what's the difference between me and that scoundrel?'
Song Qingshan quickly shook his head and threw out the strange thoughts in his mind.
Song Qingshan quickly calmed himself down. If he continued playing, he would go too far.
He quickly got up and unscrewed the lid of the Erguotou. He poured a cup for Yan Bugui first, and then for himself.
He raised his cup and smiled." Thank you for your hospitality, Third Elder. Come, have a drink first."”
"Little Song, I should be the one thanking you for having such a sumptuous dinner tonight.”
"Come, what are you waiting for? Everyone, eat.”
"Eat!"
After Yan Jiegui spoke, the two children were like refugees, stuffing food into their mouths.
However, they couldn't be blamed. After all, Yan Laoxi wasn't called a meticulous person for nothing.
Usually, there was no chicken to eat. Even if there was, it would not be their turn.
Even Yan Jiecheng, who was already married, and his second son, Yan Jiefang, wolfed down the food.
Only his eldest wife, Yu Li, was chewing slowly.
"What's wrong? Hurry up and eat, even if there's leftovers, it won't be our turn.”
Looking at Yu Li who was different from before, Yan Jiecheng asked in a low voice with some doubt.
"Um, I'm not feeling well. I think I caught a cold."
Yu Li stammered softly.
With food stuffed into his mouth, Yan Jiecheng was not worried. He muttered softly,""Eat at least a little. You don't usually get to eat it.”
Song Qingshan pulled out his frostproof hand from under the table.
As expected, there were only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.
Yan Laoxi was so stingy. It was already winter, but he couldn't even bear to add more coal. The house was cold.
He raised his cup with both hands and said," Third Young Master, let's toast to you again. I admire a cultured teacher like you. If you ask me, I'll only be convinced if you're the First Young Master of this courtyard."”
"Why don't you recite a poem for me so that I, a country bumpkin, can experience the influence of culture.”
Song Qingshan's words scratched Yan Bugui's heart. He usually liked hanging book bags.
He thought that he was just a little less experienced than Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.
Otherwise, with his culture, how could he only be a third uncle?
He immediately opened his mouth and recited with great emotion,
"The great river flows east, the waves are washed away, and the heroes of the ages.”
"To the west of the old base, the person said,'The Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Red Cliff'.”
"Rocks pierce through the sky, raging waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.”
"The landscape is like a painting, and there are so many heroes at that time.”
“......”
The poem "Remembering the Past at Red Cliff" was said to be full of heroic spirit, looking down on the world.
"Good, that's great. As expected, it's good to be cultured."
Song Qingshan cooperated and shouted loudly, clapping hard.
"Let's make a fool of ourselves. Let's eat, let's eat. Little Song, shall I call you Qingshan from now on?”
Yan Bugui was really happy today.
In his opinion, Song Qingshan, who dared to pick a fight with Yi Zhonghai, was too sensible and suited his taste.
"No problem, Third Elder. Wouldn't it be more intimate this way?”
"Come, let's drink."
"Drink!"
After finishing the glass of wine, her hands felt a little cold.
Song Qingshan placed his hand under the table again, hoping that the tablecloth could offset the chill.
At this moment, Yan Bugui realized that half of the plate of chicken had been eaten.
However, he was in a good mood today, so he only scolded with a smile,"
"Hey, you little brats, why are you eating so fast? No one is snatching it from you."
The whole family ignored him and ate in silence. Why wasn't anyone snatching it? Wasn't it just you?
"Hey, Third Uncle, I haven't seen Qin Huairu and her family for the past two days. Do you know where they went?”
Song Qingshan pulled his chair closer to the table and rested his chin on his left hand. His face was filled with curiosity.
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