"Okay, okay, sit down. I'll sit down right away."
As soon as Krich finished speaking, he turned around and sat down on the chair next to him.
However, after he had sat down, there was still a slight hint of embarrassment on his face.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Krich who had already sat down, then looked up at Amina and Krich, mother and daughter, who were still standing, and waved with a faint smile.
"Mrs. Cliff, girl Yi Ke, you should also sit down."
After hearing this, Amina, Kriike and her daughter nodded in unison.
"Hey, thank you very much, Mr. Liu."
"I'd like to thank Uncle Liu."
As soon as Amina and her daughter finished speaking, they immediately raised a pair of arms and gently placed the gift boxes in their hands on the table in front of them.
After all the large and small gift boxes were put down, the mother and daughter sat down one after another.
Liu Mingzhi raised his brows and glanced at the gift box on the table. He reached out and picked up the Wanli Jiangshan jade fan from the table and flicked it. He looked towards Crich with a faint smile.
"Mr. Creech, it cost you money!"
"Mr. Liu, you are polite, as you should, these are all things that should be done.
A few days ago, when the little girl Yi Ke came to the palace with Miss Liu for the first time, Miss Liu immediately gave her a greeting gift.
Now this is my first time to visit Mr. Liu, so naturally I can't come empty-handed. Some small things are disrespectful, so I hope Mr. Liu won't dislike it."
Liu Mingzhi gently shook the jade fan in his hand, and Creech nodded gently with a smile.
"Hahaha, etiquette is less important than affection!
If that's the case, then I won't be polite and accept these gifts?"
"Yes, yes, please."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and nodded, then looked sideways at the Du Yu brothers who were standing a few steps away.
"Du Yu, Ming Feng."
"yes!"
After Du Yu and the two hugged each other, they immediately walked forward and picked up all the gift boxes on the table.
Young Master Liu let out a silent sigh, looked up at Song Qing, who was standing a few steps away and was still puffing away at a pipe in his hand. He smiled softly and waved.
"Brother, stop standing and sit down quickly."
"OK."
Song Qing smiled and nodded, walked directly to the table and sat on the chair behind her.
"Brother, there are still guests here, please put out your dry smoke quickly."
"Okay, okay, brother, I know."
After Song Qing responded loudly, and just as he was about to lean over his feet to knock out the tobacco from the pot, Creech, who was sitting opposite him, waved his hand hurriedly.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, it won't hinder you."
Hearing Krich's sudden words to stop him, Song Qing's face was slightly startled, and he looked up at Krich opposite him without knowing why.
"Um?"
Crich looked at the stunned expression on Song Qing's face, quickly took out a dry tobacco bag from his waist, and gestured to Song Qing with a smile on his face.
"This big brother will occasionally come to have a pot on weekdays.
Therefore, I don’t mind smoking dry cigarettes, brother, just keep on smoking.”
As soon as Krich finished speaking, Amina, who was sitting next to him, immediately looked at Song Qing with a slight smile, her red lips slightly parted and softly echoed.
"This eldest brother, what I said about my little sister's husband is right, he also smokes cigarettes all the time.
My little sister is already used to being by her husband's side every day, so brother, you don't have to worry about us, just keep pumping."
After Song Qing heard the answers from the Creech couple, he subconsciously glanced down at the tobacco bag that was smoking softly in his hand.
For a moment, he didn't know how he should act appropriately.
Should we listen to Young Master Liu and immediately put out the pipe in his hand? Or should we listen to Mr. and Mrs. Creech and continue smoking?
In the end, Song Qing turned his head and looked at Young Master Liu.
Young Master Liu felt Song Qing's eyes looking at him, and after thinking for a moment with a slight frown on his brow, he waved his hand with a smile.
"Brother, since Mr. Creech and the others don't care, just keep smoking."
Listening to his third brother's answer, Song Qing hesitated for a moment, then he stood up slightly, holding the chair behind him with his backhand, took two small steps back, and sat down again happily.
"Hehehe, third brother, for my brother's sake I will try my best not to disturb these distinguished guests."
Liu Mingzhi paused slightly while shaking the jade fan, and glanced at Song Qing angrily.
"You, go ahead and smoke, keep smoking."
Song Qing gently took a puff of dry smoke, and using the smoke in front of him to cover it, he quickly turned his eyes thoughtfully.
Immediately, he raised his hand to fan the light smoke lingering in front of him, and looked at Krich happily.
"Mr. Creech, the last time we two met, we had no opportunity to exchange names.
Today, the two of us meet again. It would be rude if I didn't give my name.
Mr. Creech, sister-in-law, my surname is Song, and I have only one Chinese character!
From the looks of us, if there are no special circumstances, I should be a few years older than you and your wife.
I, Song Qing, am a rough person and I am not used to being called sir, sir.
So, if you two don't mind, you can just call me big brother."
When Keric and Amina heard this, they both looked excited and quickly saluted Song Qing.
"Brother Song, brother Krich is polite."
"Brother Song, little sister Amina is polite."
After Song Qing waved his hand cheerfully, he directly opened his cigarette bag, pinched a handful of tobacco from it and gestured to Crich.
"Hehehe, no need to be polite, no need to be polite.
Brother, do you want to have a pot too?"
Keric looked at the tobacco handed over by Song Qing. After a moment of hesitation, he subconsciously glanced at Mr. Liu, who was sitting in the main seat and gently shaking his jade fan.
"Brother Song, is this convenient?"
"Hahaha, what's the inconvenience of this? My third brother is also a long-time smoker.
We just smoked a pot of tobacco and he didn't care at all.
Come on, come on, hurry up."
"Okay, okay, then, little brother, I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders."
When Creech took the cut tobacco and filled it into the pot, Song Qing once again pinched a handful of cut tobacco from the pouch and handed it to Young Master Liu.
"Third brother, we are all old smokers, so naturally there is nothing to avoid.
Come, come, come and have a pot too."
Young Master Liu chuckled, shook his head, and casually took out the tobacco pouch from his waist.
"Okay, okay, young master, I will also join the pot."
After Young Master Liu took the tobacco in his hand, Song Qing took a long puff of dry cigarette and quickly glanced at Krich sitting opposite him with deep eyes.
When he saw Creech lighting a pot of tobacco skillfully and puffing away the smoke with a contented expression, without any strange appearance at all, the vigilance deep in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
Immediately, he glanced at Mr. Liu who had also started smoking a dry cigarette with a hidden look.
Liu Mingzhi seemed to feel something. He gently shook the Wanli Jiangshan engraved jade fan in his hand and quickly gave Song Qing a helpless look.
The meaning in his eyes seems to be saying, Brother, you are worrying too much.
Song Qing turned around and blew out a puff of smoke, looking towards Krich opposite with a smile on his face.
To be continued...