Father Yang sighed. "It's a long story…"
Xiao Ning moved the stool over immediately.
Yang Xiaolan was about to make tea for Gu Qiqi as well. "Qiqi, I'm sorry. I was supposed to invite you as a guest today and even made kelp pork ribs soup for you, but these people messed it up…"
Gu Qiqi grabbed her wrist gently. She frowned when she saw the bruise on her wrist. "Girls shouldn't do such a rough job like making tea."
Then, she shouted, "Make tea!"
A burly man immediately ran over. "Great-grandmother, what tea do you want?"
"Pre Qing Ming Longjing."
The burly man was shocked.
Man, it was autumn already. It would be expensive to buy Pre Qing Ming Longjing Tea.
However, who would dare to not work after eating someone else's poison?
The burly man immediately used his own money to buy and brew the tea.
