There was a bit of traffic on the road, and when we arrived at Du's house, it was already past lunch time.

When Du's father saw the couple carrying two big bags, he smiled: "You're here, why are you bringing gifts?"

Tian Xiao'e's face froze: "This is not -"

Song Hui interrupted: "A small gift, coming all the way, please arrange it carefully."

The first-class gifts are given in special packaging bags, and the items are packed into categories. They look like high-end gift boxes, and are more expensive than the Wahaha gift bags given by their village during the holidays.

Song Hui was just afraid that this thing would be too conspicuous and make the Du family think it was a gift from them.

But when he walked into the Du family villa and saw such a large and beautifully decorated house, he immediately changed his mind.

He spoke shrewdly, but his expression was pretending to be honest: "To tell you the truth, my family is very poor. When I first came here, it happened to be a time when the family was in recession. There were no local products, so I didn't prepare any gifts. Up After the flight, the waiter handed out gift boxes, and I saw that they were full of things we couldn’t usually afford. They must be very valuable, so I brought them here specially for you. I hope you won’t dislike them.”

If any farmer had said this, Father Du would have been deeply moved.

I have never seen the world, so I think the gifts on the plane are high-end gift boxes, specially reserved for me. I don’t know how honest they are!

Song Hui was different.

Even though he concealed it very well, Father Du couldn't see the calculation in his eyes and the grievance Tian Xiao'e was holding back.

He smiled, his hearty voice echoing in the living room.

"The gift box is very good. You can take it back and show it to your children! It's just what you want, there's no need to give it a gift."

Song Hui secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He knew that the Du family would not accept it.

After doing enough face work, people will feel that they are honest and responsible people, and the subsequent matters will be easier to negotiate.

Tian Xiao'e also became obviously happy after hearing what Father Du said.

Father Du asked: "It's one o'clock. Have you had lunch on the plane?"

"I've eaten, I've eaten!" Tian Xiao'e couldn't help but say, "The rice above is delicious. I ordered two portions! I'm full."

Meals on airplanes generally have a fixed amount, which is determined based on the number of passengers on the day. First-class passengers will also be notified in advance of any allergies or dietary restrictions, so that the airline can prepare meals.

Butler Du had already greeted them and asked the crew to prepare more meals to prevent Song Hui and his wife from not having enough to eat.

Having explained it in advance, the two of them naturally had a full stomach after eating.

Father Du nodded and told Butler Du: "Since you have eaten, let the chef take away the dishes."

Butler Du: "Okay." He immediately explained to Song Hui and his wife, "Boy, my dishes are all prepared and will be cooked when the guests arrive. Since you two have eaten, let's ask the chef to remove the dishes first and wait for a while. We’ll prepare it when we have dinner.”

It’s good to be full, it’s good to be full! When they are full, there is no need to leave them at home to eat.

Butler Du thought so.

"Okay, okay." Song Hui thought this was the rule of a wealthy family and nodded quickly.

Tian Xiao'e whispered: "There are so many rules."

Song Hui quietly bumped Tian Xiao'e with his elbow to signal her to stop talking nonsense.

Tian Xiaoe curled her lips and was noncommittal.

Father Du invited them to the living room: "You two have come from afar, please go to the living room to sit and drink tea."

The group arrived at the Chinese-style living room. Near the balcony, where the light was best, there was a lift-type tea seat specially designed by Mr. Du.

Butler Du pressed the button and the tea seat rose.

In the middle is a small bridge and flowing water sealed in the table. There are all kinds of rockery and green plants. It looks like it is in the water of the south of the Yangtze River.

Song Huitian and Xiao'e came here for the first time, and everything they saw was novel.

Especially when I saw such a beautiful scene carved out of a large table, I was so surprised that I couldn’t even open my mouth from ear to ear.

Tian Xiao'e exclaimed: "Master, look, how can there be a small town inside this table? As soon as the water is splashed, it will be as wet as if it rained in the small town. It's really amazing!"

Song Hui ignored her and thought to himself - the Du family seems to be... richer than he imagined! How should he talk about Xiaoyu later so as to get the maximum benefit from her?

Father Du silently took in the expressions of the couple.

He made the tea himself, spilling the first water on the table and flowing down the rivers and canals of the small town.

The hot water releases water vapor, covering the small town like fog, as if it is alive, everything is lifelike.

Tian Xiao'e was amazed.

Father Du poured tea for them both: "I don't know what you like to drink. This is the white tea produced in my hometown. It has a pure and elegant taste. Try it and do you like it?"

Tian Xiao'e was already thirsty after walking all the way, so she quickly picked it up and took a sip.

The Kung Fu tea was so hot that it almost burned her tongue.

"My dear, why are you so hot?"

She fanned her tongue frantically with her hands, which was very indecent.

Song Hui had a dark face, feeling that it was a mistake to bring Tian Xiao'e here, so he held back his breath and said, "Don't you know how to drink more slowly?"

Father Du raised his lips: "Sorry, I forgot to remind you two that this tea is very hot."

Tian Xiao'e muttered: "It's hot and only a small cup. It doesn't quench your thirst at all."

When Song Hui heard this, he wished he could slap her on the spot: "You——"

Father Du raised his hand: "Steward Du, could you please pour Ms. Tian a glass of warm water... Forget it, just pour two glasses."

Butler Du complied and quickly brought two glasses.

While handing it to Song Hui and his wife, he put away the tea sets they had used.

If you don't know how to drink it properly, the old man will feel sorry for his own tea.

Tian Xiao'e took a big sip and felt alive. She said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Du."

Father Du frowned slightly and did not correct her title.

He poured himself a cup of white tea, looked at Butler Du, and asked deliberately: "Did Manchang say how soon he will be back?"

"The eldest young master has gone to the farm to pick up Miss Xiaoyu. I heard there is a traffic jam on the road and it will probably take more than an hour."

"Where's Man Sheng?"

"Second Miss went to the charity base in Q City. Something happened there."

Two sentences clearly explained the whereabouts of the younger generation in the family.

Father Du said: "Okay, let me talk to Mr. Song first, and you ask Manchang to drive more carefully."

"Yes."

The conversation between the two reached Song Hui's ears, which surprised him.

Ordinarily, the Du family took Xiao Yu back. Du Mansheng felt sorry for his daughter and should stay with her day and night! Why is Xiaoyu not at Du's house, but at some farm? Du Mansheng also went to Q city?

He was a little anxious, tried hard to suppress his emotions, and thought about it: "Mr. Du, my Xiaoyu..."

"I invite you here because I want to talk about Xiaoyu." Father Du raised his lips slightly and spoke slowly, "A few days ago, my daughter Mansheng went to Neihai City to participate in a reality show. Because she loves Xiaoyu, she After the staff asked Xiaoyu to renew her contract for filming, she specially brought Xiaoyu to stay at home for a few days."

Father Du calmly talked about the matter while drinking tea: "You two must have known about my family's affairs recently. It has been widely circulated on the Internet... My unlucky son-in-law was stupid enough to challenge the bottom line of the law and is now in prison. , even my family was criticized..."

Tian Xiao'e rarely said: "Master Du is so nice, he must have nothing to do with that!"

Father Du smiled: "It doesn't matter, but... for some reason, a rumor suddenly spread recently that my Du family was not only involved in this matter, but also solved the worries early..."

"Worries about the future?"

"Some people say...Song Qinglong gave away his biological daughter a long time ago to avoid implicating her later." (End of Chapter)

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