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"Uncle, have you rested?"

"Haha! Xiao Hai?" Song Baoyue laughed happily when he heard Lin Hai's voice.

"There are a lot of things going on in the government recently. I just came back from work. What have you been busy with all day? It's not easy for my uncle to see you!"

Lin Hai smiled and then said, "Uncle, I will leave Xijing tomorrow. Let me tell you."

There was suddenly no sound from Song Baoyue's side.

"I don't care where you are now. Come to your uncle's house immediately." After a moment, Song Baoyue spoke again, with a trace of doubt.

"No need, uncle, it's already so late..."

"Bullshit!" Song Baoyue suddenly became angry, "You are leaving tomorrow, why don't you enter your uncle's house? Do you still have me as your uncle in your heart?"

"No, uncle, I..."

"Stop talking, come here now!" After saying that, Song Baoyue hung up the phone.

Lin Hai smiled bitterly as he listened to the blind tone coming from his cell phone.

Song Baoyue had always been kind to him and had never reprimanded him so harshly. He seemed really angry.

"Well, let's go there once." Lin Hai shook his head. His uncle had said so. He had to go even if he didn't want to go.

Song Feier had just returned home in despair when Song Baoyue called her out. Together with Qiu Xuehan who was making a facial mask, the family of three gathered in the living room.

"Old Song, what's going on? You're being serious." Qiu Xuehan said impatiently while slapping her face.

"Let me tell you two." Song Baoyue frowned, with a serious look on his face.

"Xiao Hai will come over in a while. He will leave tomorrow. When he comes, you two should stop making fun of him. After all, he is my nephew, do you hear me?"

When Qiu Xuehan heard that Lin Hai was coming, her face suddenly dropped.

"It's so late, why is he here? He's so ignorant!"

"What are you talking about?" Song Baoyue said immediately dissatisfied, and then his tone softened.

"Xuehan, and Fei'er, it's rare for a relative to come to my hometown, so just for my sake, be polite and kind to Xiaohai, okay?"

"Oops, I got it, I'm so annoyed!" Qiu Xuehan frowned and stood up, "Is there anything else? I'm going to do a facial mask."

"Well, you go cook two dishes, and Xiao Hai and I will drink some."

"Are you sick? What time is it? I don't care!" After saying that, Qiu Xuehan returned to the house angrily.

"You..." Song Baoyue gasped in anger.

"Dad, let me go stir-fry." Suddenly, Feier Song stood up and said listlessly.

"Fei'er, you..." Song Baoyue was surprised for a while, and then nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, daddy's good daughter!" Song Baoyue was extremely happy. He had long seen that Song Feier and Lin Hai were not willing to deal with each other. Now Song Feier actually took the initiative to cook and entertain Lin Hai. How could Song Baoyue be unhappy?

Song Feier smiled, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.

"Lin Hai, who are you?"

After a while, Lin Hai arrived. Song Baoyue hurriedly welcomed Lin Hai in, but after sitting down, Song Baoyue's face dropped.

"Xiaohai, I know you don't get along with your aunt and cousin, but you don't have to not enter this house even if you want to leave, right?"

"No, uncle, I just think it's too late..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Song Baoyue interrupted Lin Hai rudely, "I asked your cousin to cook two dishes, and we both had two drinks. After all, I am your uncle, and I have the final say in this house. Leave them alone!"

"No, uncle, I've eaten..."

Before Lin Hai finished speaking, Song Feier was already wearing an apron and walking over with dishes.

"Cousin." Song Feier lowered her head, not even daring to look at Lin Hai. She said hello, put down the dishes, and went back to her room.

"Come on, come on, let's try your cousin's cooking. I haven't tasted it a few times, but this time I'll take advantage of you."

Song Baoyue greeted Lin Hai to eat food and poured wine for Lin Hai.

Lin Hai didn't dare to ask his uncle to pour him wine, so he quickly took the wine, filled it up for Song Baoyue, and poured it for himself.

"Xiaohai, if you think about it, it's been more than 20 years since uncle left home..." While eating and drinking, Song Baoyue slowly talked about his experiences in the past 20 years.

Lin Hai listened quietly, and the more he listened, the more he felt how difficult it was for his uncle.

A rural boy with no background climbed up from the bottom and worked his way up to where he is today. The hardships and grievances, sweat and tears involved are simply not something that outsiders can understand.

Slowly, Song Baoyue started talking about Lin Hai's mother who was reluctant to eat or wear clothes, and saved money to send his younger brother to school. When he talked about the depth of love, and the effect of alcohol, Song Baoyue burst into tears.

Lin Hai also had mixed feelings. Hearing about the deep love between his uncle and his mother, his eyes were red. Looking at his uncle's gaffe, he felt extremely kind.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere filled with deep family affection was broken by a sudden sound.

With a bang, the door of the back room was pushed open, and Qiu Xuehan walked out with a frosty face.

"Can you please keep your voice down? You are crying and shouting and not letting people sleep!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Baoyue and Lin Hai's expressions changed and they became quiet instantly.

"Pa!" Song Baoyue slammed the table and stood up with an angry look on his face.

"I'm talking to my nephew. When will it be your turn to take charge? Get back here!"

"You, you... hum!" Seeing that Song Baoyue dared to scold him, Qiu Xuehan turned pale with anger, glared at him fiercely, returned to the room, and slammed the door.

"You stinky bitch!" Song Baoyue was so angry that he was about to rush over, but Lin Hai quickly stopped him.

"Uncle, uncle, sit down, sit down!" Lin Hai quickly pushed Song Baoyue onto the chair.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!" Song Baoyue's chest kept rising and falling with anger.

Lin Hai smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that he couldn't drink the wine.

"Uncle, it's getting late. You should rest early and I will go back."

"Going back to what? Where are you going? I'm staying at my uncle's house today!"

"No need, uncle!" Lin Hai declined repeatedly, "I also borrowed my friend's car. I have to return the car to him today because he will use it early tomorrow morning!"

Lin Hai found an excuse.

"Really?" Song Baoyue asked with some disbelief.

"Why did I lie to you? The car is downstairs."

"Okay." After a long silence, Song Baoyue reluctantly agreed.

"Tomorrow, when you leave, uncle will take you there!"

"Isn't it necessary?" Lin Hai smiled.

"Unless you don't recognize me as your uncle!" Song Baoyue said with eyes wide open.

"Oh, okay, I'll call you when I leave tomorrow!" Lin Hai had no choice but to agree, and Song Baoyue let him go.

As soon as Lin Hai left, Qiu Xuehan walked out again.

"Song Baoyue, you've become more capable, haven't you? Now that you've become the steward of the municipal government, you dare to scold me?" Qiu Xuehan put her hands on her hips and scolded.

"Huh, that's my nephew. Do you talk like that?" Song Baoyue became more confident since he became the secretary-general.

"Okay, I'm wrong. Isn't it okay? Why don't you do anything!" Qiu Xuehan seemed to feel that it was a bit too much and said angrily.

"But, Lao Song, if you really want to see him off tomorrow, why don't you just let him take a taxi to the station? You are now the secretary-general of the municipal government. Can just anyone sit in your car?" "

When Song Baoyue heard this, he became angry again!

"Asking your child to take a taxi to the station? How dare you say that!"

"Not only will I send him off tomorrow, but you will also go with me!" Song Baoyue waved his hand and said dissatisfiedly.

"No, are you kidding me? Should I see him off? I..."

Qiu Xuehan felt funny for a while, but before she finished speaking, Song Feier walked out of the room expressionlessly.

"Mom, I advise you, it's better to go and give it away!"

"Because, if he wasn't my father's nephew, you might not even be qualified to send him as a gift!"

"What did you say?" As soon as Song Feier spoke, Song Baoyue and Qiu Xuehan were both stunned.