"Second Uncle, are you there?"
Speak of the devil, suddenly Zhang Qingshan's voice rang out from outside.
"Hey there, nephew, you're here, hahaha, come on inside, all the folks are in the house."
"Second Aunt, you haven't gone out yet. My mom and sisters-in-law are chilling at the corner, quite a few people around, just saw you and asked me to give a shout to come over for a chat."
Zhang Qingshan came in with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, followed by a string of cousins.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhang immediately pointed to the bed and stools, "Sit down quickly, you young folks play around, I'll go and have a chat with old friends."
"Second Uncle, why don't you sit with us, why do you leave as soon as we get here?"
"Exactly, Second Uncle, you hadn't even finished your drink."
"Second Uncle probably wants a smoke, am I right?"
