"Quick, quick, don't just stand in the yard, hurry inside, old man." Hua's wife, who came out from the kitchen upon hearing the noise, reminded Hua old man and their son.
"Yes, yes, it's too cold outside, hurry inside."
"Have some water"
Seeing the cup of hot water offered, Luo Song quickly stood up and accepted it with both hands.
Hua Chengtian also hurriedly poured a bowl for his own father.
"Young Master Luo, you've come over so early... Is there something you need?"
Otherwise, it doesn't make sense!
As the words formed on his lips, Luo Song nodded earnestly.
Hua Chengtian exchanged a glance with his father, Hua old man, "I see, Young Master Luo might as well tell us directly, we'll certainly help where we can."
"Indeed, there is something I need to discuss with Uncle Hua and Grandpa Hua." As he spoke, Luo Song gently placed the cup on the table, took out an oiled paper package from his belongings, and opened it on the table.
