After going upstairs, Song Shuhang heard Mama Song's angry scolding before he even entered the house.
Zhao Yaya smiled and knocked on the door.
The fashionable girl, Arthur, opened the door.
"You're finally back." Arthur's eyes narrowed into a smile as he pointed at the living room.
At this time, in the living room.
Papa Song, Old Lu, and Lu Tianyou were sitting side by side on the sofa, huddled together like quails.
Mama Song stood there and looked down at them, "How old are you guys? You still dare to drive after drinking? Don't you want to live anymore? "
Slap, slap, slap … Mama Song's mouth was like a machine gun.
"Auntie, have some tea." Nearby, Little Maisui thoughtfully passed a cup of water to Mama Song to moisten her throat.
This girl was the type that wished for the world to be in chaos.
Mama Song's throat was dry, so she took the cup and drank a mouthful of water. Immediately, she felt her strength returning to normal. Then, she started to scold Papa Song and the others again.
When Papa Song, who was sitting on the sofa, saw Song Shuhang standing at the door, he immediately winked at him, signaling Song Shuhang to quickly save the situation — he had lost a lot of face today.
But there was nothing he could do; he was in the wrong. Driving a tractor after drinking and getting into an accident was simply unforgivable.
Therefore, even if Zhao Yaya's two friends were present, Mama Song wouldn't let them off. She had been scolding them ever since they came back. With Mama Song's current strength, she could still fight for another hour.
When Zhao Yaya turned her head, she saw Little Maisui, who was serving tea. The corner of her mouth twitched — this girl was really hopeless! She pulled Arthur and went to the living room. She wanted to pull Little Maisui to one side so that she wouldn't cause trouble again.
After waiting for Zhao Yaya and Arthur to go to the living room, Song Shuhang entered the house and placed the onion spirit on the small cabinet at the entrance.
After all, the onion spirit was in the shape of a green onion. If he randomly placed it, what if Mama Song took it to the kitchen and chopped it up?
"Stay there obediently and don't move. Otherwise, the treasure talisman in my hand won't let you go," Song Shuhang threatened as he flashed the last Sword Talisman in his hand.
Lady Onion felt the terrifying sword qi coming from the sword talisman, and her slender body trembled in fear.
After placing the Onion Spirit down, Song Shuhang quickly walked to the living room.
"Mom, I'm back." Song Shuhang revealed a bright smile and said to Mama Song, "Mom, there are guests at home. Wait for Sister Yaya's friends. Dad and the rest should know their mistake by now. It won't be too late for us to reprimand them after the guests leave. "
Little Maisui giggled and waved her hand, "It's alright, you don't have to worry about us."
Papa Song coughed twice and said, "Cough, cough. Child's mother, don't neglect the guest. About today's incident, Old Lu and I were a little drunk and didn't think too much about it. We definitely know our mistakes! "
"Yes, sister-in-law. It's all my fault. I was just itching to do it. It's all my fault! "Old Lu Shi quickly followed up and admitted his mistake with the standard posture of admitting his mistake.
"I'm also in the wrong. I didn't look after my dad and the rest. I'm also in the wrong! "Lu Tianyou maintained his formation.
Mama Song glared at the three of them, and under Song Shuhang's gentle persuasion, she decided to let them off for the time being.
"Yaya, Aunt will prepare some tea for you. Sit down and rest for a while," Mama Song said.
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After Mama Song left, Papa Song heaved a sigh of relief.
Old Lu said, "Shuhang, I'm really sorry about that tractor of yours. That thing … is it okay now? "
It was a tractor with a speed of 150 km/h! If something were to happen to it, where would he get one to compensate Shuhang? It was something that couldn't be bought even if one had money.
"Although there was a small problem, I can take care of it myself. Uncle Lu, you don't need to worry." Song Shuhang made a hollow laugh — the tractor had been destroyed by him.
After hearing this, Old Lu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. However, he was thinking that he would look for an opportunity to apologize to Song Shuhang in a few days. He was a practical person. He was the one who caused Song Shuhang's tractor to overturn. Therefore, he wanted to make up for it.
However, he would have to go home and prepare to make up for it.
"Old Lu, don't think too much. Tianyou, let's go to the study room and have a chat. Let's leave this place to the youngsters like Shuhang. "After saying this much, Papa Song pulled Old Lu and Tianyou toward the study room.
Lu Tianyou wanted to cry but had no tears — I'm only two years older than Shuhang. Although I'm big, I'm still a youngster!
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Song Shuhang chatted with Zhao Yaya and the others for a while. When he saw Mama Song starting to boil water, Song Shuhang thought of the Spirit Green Tea.
"Sister Yaya, you three wait here for a while. I'll go get something good for you," Song Shuhang said with a smile.
"Is it the good thing you mentioned earlier?" Zhao Yaya asked with a smile.
"Yes," Shuhang replied.
Actually, getting the Spirit Green Tea was one thing. He wanted to go back to his room and check on Venerable White's current situation. After Zhao Yaya brought his big box, it was placed at the entrance of his room.
Inside the box was a million in cash, medicinal pills, treasured saber Broken Tyrant, soul beads, Spirit Green Tea, and so on.
If Mama Song accidentally knocked over the box and saw the huge amount of cash and saber, and then thought of 'Yunwu Daoren' whose face was covered in blood, who knew what she would think?
Thus, Shuhang took the chance to bring the box back to his room.
In the room, Senior White was lying on the bed, still in seclusion. Luckily, there were no illusions around him.
Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief.
He first took out the soul bead from the box and placed it next to his heart acupoint.
Reiki came out of his heart acupoint and swallowed the soul bead. Then, he went back into his heart acupoint in satisfaction. Today, in order to help Song Shuhang break through to the Nose Acupoint, Reiki had consumed a lot of energy.
Next, Song Shuhang took out the Spirit Green Tea and the treasured saber Broken Tyrant.
He took out a small portion of the Spirit Green Tea for Zhao Yaya and the others, but he took out the treasured saber Broken Tyrant as a precaution.
This saber was the treasure of the Moon Saber Sect, and could cut the body of a Fourth Stage cultivator. With this saber, even if the onion spirit suddenly went berserk, he could use the sharpness of this saber to cut the onion spirit in two.
"I'll hang it in the living room first. You can say it's a decoration." Song Shuhang thought.
Thus, he hid the box under his bed first.
Then, with the treasured saber Broken Tyrant in one hand and the small box of Spirit Green Tea in the other, he left the room.
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When he came out of the room, Mama Song happened to meet him.
"Shuhang, let Zhao Yaya and her friends stay for dinner tonight. Anyway, I prepared a lot of ingredients today. I'll make a delicious meal for them tonight. "Mama Song said.
"Sure, no problem." Song Shuhang said.
"Also, go to the kitchen utensils store on the next street and buy me a cleaver for cutting bones. I bought a big pork rib this morning. But when I was cooking at noon, I broke the one we bought. "Mama Song said and suddenly saw the treasured saber Broken Tyrant in Song Shuhang's hands.
"Where did you get this saber?" Mama Song asked.
"My friend gave it to me. It's a decoration." Song Shuhang replied.
"Decoration? How did it sharpen?" Mama Song was puzzled. "Can you let me see?"
"It's a bit heavy. Mom, be careful." Song Shuhang had no choice but to hand over his treasured saber Broken Tyrant.
Mama Song took the saber and said, "It's a bit heavy … but it feels very sturdy."
How could it not be sturdy? It can cut the body of a Fourth Stage cultivator, and it's very good at breaking defenses. Song Shuhang thought to himself.
"Hang it in the living room. But it's sharpened, so hang it firmly. Don't let it fall and injure someone." Mama Song returned the treasured saber Broken Tyrant and said, "After hanging it, quickly go and buy a bone cleaver. Do you have money with you?"
"Don't worry, I still have money left!" Song Shuhang smiled and took the saber. Then, he went to the living room.
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In the living room, Zhao Yaya and her two friends were whispering to each other, occasionally letting out a bell-like laughter.
After seeing Song Shuhang, Zhao Yaya curiously looked at the treasured saber in Song Shuhang's hand and said, "Song Shuhang, this isn't the good thing you were talking about, right?"
"No, it's a decoration given to me by my friend. I'll hang it in the living room first." After saying this much, Song Shuhang shook the small box in his other hand and said, "This is the good thing I wanted to give you."
After hanging Broken Tyrant, Song Shuhang gave Zhao Yaya and the others a cup of boiling water. Then, he added two leaves of 'Spirit Green Tea' to each cup.
"This is the good thing? Tea leaves? "Zhao Yaya curiously moved her head over.
Then, her expression changed to that of Song Shuhang's roommate, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Song Shuhang, aren't you being too stingy? Even if this is Wuyi Da Hong Pao, you don't have to make it by the leaves, do you? "
"Hehe, don't be so harsh. Try it first and you'll know! "Song Shuhang calmly brought the tea to the three of them.
Just like Song Shuhang's roommates at that time, Zhao Yaya and the other two were skeptical. Then, they blew on their teacups and carefully took a sip.
Then, their eyes lit up.
It was clearly boiling tea, but when it entered their mouths, there was a strange coolness that slid down their throat and into their stomach. In this hot summer, it felt as if they had been cleansed from the inside out. It was cool and refreshing.
Moreover, the fragrance of the tea permeated the air and lingered in their mouths for a long time...
"It's just two leaves," Xiao Maisui was speechless. She had drunk countless types of expensive tea leaves, but she had never tasted anything like the one in her hand. "Would the taste be better if I put more in?"
"You can't put too much," Song Shuhang explained. "Although this tea is good, you can only put two leaves in a cup at most. Too much will harm your body. You can only drink one cup a day, no more. "
Then, Song Shuhang passed the small box of tea leaves to Zhao Yaya. "These tea leaves were also given to me by someone. There are three small bags in the box, I'm giving them to you guys."
This was to thank the three of them for their help today.
This small box was given to the three of them first. Tomorrow, he would give one to Zhao Yaya.
After all, he only had this amount of Spirit Green Tea, so he could only be stingy when giving it to others.
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Then, Song Shuhang bid farewell to Zhao Yaya and the others and went to the kitchenware store next door to buy a tea knife.
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