He took the initiative to open the straw curtain and met Luo Song who walked in with a faint smile.
The bright eyes made Luo Song's eyes flicker. Facing the little girl who was also his savior, Luo Song did not hesitate to smile, and at the same time, his sensitive nose moved slightly.
There is a sweet and sweet smell in the house, which is very pleasant.
"Come on, come on, come in and warm up for a while," Mrs. Hua greeted enthusiastically.
Not to mention the reason why this young master came to the house, he cannot be ignored even if he is a classmate of his grandson. They may all be his connections. Who knows if he will be useful in the future.
As the old woman spoke, she put away the Wuzi that were arranged in a circle in the room, and the old man took people to sit on the armchairs in the main room.
It seems that guests can't sit around the carbon basin. It's warmer, but it's not the way to entertain guests.
Luo Song hurriedly gave in. He was just a junior, how could he dare to take the seat, so he sat at the old man's elbow.
The housekeeper and the servants here also brought the gifts in one by one. The originally spacious main room suddenly became a lot smaller, which showed that there were so many things brought.
Hua Chengtian: "..."
There was also a room full of confused Hua family members who looked at Luo Song and his classmate Hua Yun'ao in confusion.
Hua Yun'ao was also in a trap. She didn't understand how a classmate who hadn't been to the academy for more than half a month could be so frightened when he showed up, even if he hadn't been to the academy for more than half a month, and he even came to his own home.
So what happened?
Their relationship in the academy is indeed good, but bringing a room full of things is a bit exaggerated.
"Luo..."
"Mr. Luo, why do you bring so many things with you when you come here? You're so out of touch."
Dad's voice made Hua Yun'ao shut up decisively.
Hua Chengtian smiled. The doubts of his family made him suddenly remember that he had not told them about rescuing people on the road after returning home for more than half a month, and he felt inexplicably guilty.
It’s no wonder that he was there. It was already midnight when he got home. He was busy with coarse salt as soon as he woke up. How could he think of anything else? Wouldn’t it be forgotten as time goes by?
As for Hua Jin, she thought her father had said it, so she naturally stopped talking.
The guilty conscience on the father's face was so obvious that Hua Jin also realized it.
No wonder the eldest brother didn't react at all before. It turned out that he didn't know at all.
Luo Song bowed his head and said, "Uncle Hua is just being polite to the boy. I'm sorry that I should have come over earlier to thank you. It's just that my health has been unsatisfactory and I've only gotten better in the past few days."
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Taking good care of yourself is the most important thing. Is Mr. Luo's health okay?"
Facing Luo Songhua Chengtian who was always saluting, he really didn't like it, but he still asked with concern.
"Thank you, Uncle Hua, for your concern. It's no longer a serious problem."
"That's good, but don't blame Uncle Hua for saying more. Be careful when you go out in the future."
The weather now is soaking wet and freezing outside. How dangerous it would be if no one found out that people would freeze to death in one night!
"Yes, Uncle Hua is right," Luo Song nodded.
"Uncle Hua, these are some of my thoughts. Please don't be polite to me." Looking at the gifts in the room, Luo Song spoke again, his tone sincere and serious.
"If Uncle Hua hadn't saved me, I would have risked my life outside. These are just some common things for eating, and they are the boy's thoughts."
It's all normal, it's just worth dozens of taels of silver.
Just the good rice and noodles looked like several linen bags, not to mention the even more chicken, duck, and fish they brought, including not only pork but also mutton and even beef that was rarely available.
There are also the piles of cloth, and it can be seen that they must have been carefully selected. Although most of them are good materials, there are also materials that ordinary people often wear. Looking at the quantity, you don't have to worry about running out of new clothes in a few years.
Not counting these, I also brought a lot of snacks, tea, supplements, drinks and even medicinal materials. It can be said that I brought almost every gift I could think of.
Looking at the things in the room that were called nothing, the Hua family members, including Hua Jin, couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.
This is the difference between rich people and ordinary people!
Now Hua Laohan and the others finally understood why their eldest grandson's classmate suddenly came over.
It turned out that he was saved by his son, so no wonder he came so formally to express his thanks with something.
Old Man Hua glared at his son vaguely. He didn't even mention this kind of thing. He was really becoming more unreliable as he got older.
"But... this is too much. Saving people is just a coincidence. Mr. Luo really doesn't have to be like this." Hua Chengtian said awkwardly.
"Yes, Father Yun'ao is right. Since we have encountered each other, we can't just sit back and watch. Mr. Luo, don't take it to heart. We just received the gift." Old Man Hua also said.
"Grandfather Hua, Uncle Hua... do you think I don't bring enough things?" The smile on Luo Song's face looked like he was disappointed.
"No, no..." The two of them waved their hands quickly.
How could it be less? It was just because there was so much that I was even more embarrassed to accept it.
"Then don't be polite. Besides, these things can't compare with the life-saving grace." Luo Song also took advantage of the situation and hit the snake and followed the stick and said quickly.
Old Man Hua looked at his son, then at his wife, and finally nodded.
He could see that Mr. Luo came here just to thank him, and he would not take these things back if he did not collect them on time.
There is a saying that is right, although things are valuable, they cannot be compared with life. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt much calmer.
"Master Luo, what should the old man say?" Old Man Hua smiled sheepishly.
At this moment, Mrs. Qi, who had boiled the water, came in with a kettle.
"Come on, come on, drink some water to warm yourself up." As she spoke, Mrs. Hua quickly signaled to her daughter-in-law, becoming more and more satisfied with her eldest grandson's classmate.
Not to mention good looks, the most important thing is to repay the kindness and come over as soon as you are well.
Glancing at the gifts in the hall, Mrs. Hua couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.
It’s not that I’m short-sighted, but who doesn’t like gifts?
Luo Song did not hesitate to drink the hot water from the farmer's thick bowl. His movements were natural and comfortable, and he did not bring out the slightest sense of superiority of the rich. This was very rare.
"Thank you, Auntie." Luo Song smiled back.
"Why are you so polite?" Ms. Qi also said with a smile. She glanced at the things in the house and looked at her mother-in-law. When she saw her mother-in-law nodded, she said enthusiastically: "Don't be in a hurry to come all the way. I'll stay with my aunt here to eat at noon and try her cooking. "
No matter what the situation is, if my son’s classmate comes despite the snow, he has to stay for a hot meal, and he also brings so many gifts.
"Then I'll stay shamelessly." Luo Song's eyes lit up and he said bluntly.
The feeling of the Hua family was very good to him. If there were so many things with short eyelids, it would be impossible for someone with a short eye to sit still. However, except for some doubts, his friend's family did not show any trace of greed for these things.
He was treated like a junior, and his attitude was just right. Although he didn't care too much, he didn't have any calculations. He looked at him calmly.
If anything, I feel embarrassed that he brought too many gifts.
Also, if Hua Yun'ao can have such a stable temperament, how could the atmosphere at home be bad?
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