Return to the City: The Strongest King-Chapter 1923 - 1823: Sincere Support for My Sister_3

Song Xiaodong just swayed slightly and said nothing.

Li Jianguo turned around and glared at Li Fengrao.

Li Fengrao understood and pulled out a gift box of wine from under the table, stood up, and said to Song Xiaodong, "Mr. Song, about what happened last time, it was indeed our fault. We shouldn't have looked down on people, and we shouldn't have evaluated someone's social status by their income. We were really snobby. When I got home, my dad scolded me too. This time I brought you a bottle of aged Maotai as an apology. Please don't be angry, okay? We're relatives, after all, and we should get along well in the future!" Li Fengrao picked up the gift box to hand it to Song Xiaodong, but Song Xiaodong raised his head to stare at Li Fengrao without reaching out to take it.

"Oh, you're so thoughtful. This wine must be expensive! We're all family, no need to be so formal. I'll accept this wine for Xiaodong," Song Xiaoru said, taking the wine for Song Xiaodong.

Accepting the gift meant the favor had to be done. Song Xiaoru taking the gift indicated that Song Xiaodong had to handle the matter.

"30-year-old Maotai, not too expensive, but it's a good product and hard to come by!" Li Fengrao felt relieved upon seeing Song Xiaoru accept the gift.

"Sijie, I remember, didn't Su Xiaoliu give us a bottle of 50-year-old wine last time? We have wine at home!" Song Xiaodong lifted his eyelids and said to Li Sijie.

"There's none left; Yiyi used it to wipe the coffee table," Li Sijie cooperated with Song Xiaodong's act.

50-year-old Maotai used to wipe a coffee table.

Li Fengrao knew Li Sijie was joking, but with Song Xiaodong's status, he could completely take such a joke.

Seeing Song Xiaoru accept the gift, Fengshuo knew there was still hope, so he quickly pulled out another gift box from under the table.

The people around the table glanced over and saw it was tea leaves.

"Mr. Song, these days I've been meditating and listening to scriptures at Yiquan Temple and had a sudden epiphany. I realized I treated you wrong that day. I got some good tea from the abbot of Yiquan Temple and wanted you to taste it!" Li Fengshuo also stood up, holding the gift box intending to give it to Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong remained unmoved.

"Oh, let me take a look!" Li Jianguo quickly took it to break the awkwardness for Li Fengshuo.

"Dongting Biluochun! Great..." Li Jianguo examined the box carefully while praising it.

"Uncle also knows tea!" Li Fengshuo quickly flattered Li Jianguo.

"Of course, this top-grade Dongting Biluochun has tiny buds, with 6,000 buds per ounce of tea. Judging by its appearance, it's definitely top-grade. Your abbot at Yiquan Temple really has an eye for quality!" Li Jianguo laughed while praising Li Fengshuo.

Li Jianguo took the gift box and said to Song Xiaodong, "Xiaodong, it's rare for Fengshuo to be so thoughtful. We're all relatives; give them a little lesson to make them learn, right?"

Song Xiaodong lifted his head and glanced at Li Jianguo but still didn't speak.

"Uncle, I'll keep it for Xiaodong, thank you!" Song Xiaoru said, not knowing how to address Fengshuo.

"Sijie, this Biluochun, we have it at home too, right?" Song Xiaodong turned to ask Li Sijie.

"We do, but..." Li Sijie feigned hesitation.

"Hmm?" Song Xiaodong quickly asked her.

"Yingying used it to clean the toilet, saying the aroma helps eliminate odors," Li Sijie finished.

Li Fengshuo heard this and furrowed his brows again.

Pretending much? Dongting Biluochun used to clean a toilet.

But they have the means. Now, whatever they say, Li Fengshuo has to listen; otherwise, he'll be stuck at Yiquan Temple listening to scriptures for life or hoping with Director Wang for a cactus to bloom.

"Perfect, just use this box when you run out," Li Fengshuo reluctantly replied.

Li Jianguo listened and felt like laughing; Fengshuo, who usually flaunted in front of relatives, was finally facing his reckoning.

"Let's go; there's nobody here I want to see," Song Xiaodong tugged Li Sijie to leave.

"Hey, what are you doing? Where are you going?" Song Xiaoru grabbed Song Xiaodong by the arm.

"Hey, Xiaodong, don't go, we haven't eaten yet!" Li Sijie's mother asked.

"Brother-in-law, what's going on? Why leave suddenly?" Li Fengrao stood up, nearly knocking over the table in his haste.

"Yeah, what's the matter that you're leaving? Don't rush; let's finish talking!" Li Fengshuo stood up as well.

Song Xiaoru pulled Song Xiaodong back to his seat.

Li Jianguo looked at Song Xiaodong, who said nothing for a while. Once he sat back down, Li Jianguo pointed at Li Fengrao and Li Fengshuo and said, "Call your mom and your wife over quickly!"

Li Fengrao and Li Fengshuo understood what was happening.

"Brother-in-law, don't worry, just wait a second."

Li Fengrao and Li Fengshuo went out to make calls.

"Hello? Mom, you need to come over."

"Why should I go there? Didn't you say not to involve me?" Eldest Uncle's Wife's voice was still loud.

"Stop dawdling and come over now!"

"How can you talk to your mom like that?"

"Are you coming or not? If not, consider me motherless from now on!" Li Fengrao nearly smashed the phone in anger.

"Hello? You need to come over." Li Fengshuo called his wife.

"I'm not going!"

"Hurry up!" Li Fengshuo yelled as well.

"I'm not going; it's you men's business, why involve me?"

"It's your mess, who else should come if not you?"

"How can you say that? It was Eldest Uncle's Wife who spoke nastily!"

"You added fuel to the fire! Don't pretend to be innocent! Hurry up, or Song Xiaodong will leave!"