Reading Is Useless Compared to a Bird

After sighing, Lü Tianyou adjusted his smile towards the car window. Having finally managed a somewhat appropriate smile, he tried to maintain it, picked up the statue, and followed his father.

The saying goes, "You can't hit a smiling face." Hopefully, because of my cheerful smile, Uncle Song won't chase me away with a broom after I present the statue.

Old Lü came upstairs, his voice preceding him. "Old Song, I'm here, hahaha!"

"..." Dad Song pushed up his glasses. Hearing the laughter, he felt a dull, sharp pain in his liver area.

Soon, Old Lü opened the door and came in, followed by Lü Tianyou.

"You old codger, it's been a year, and you've finally remembered to come visit me?" Dad Song said preemptively, bringing up the sensitive word 'a year'.

"Hahaha, I've been busy all this time," Old Lü chuckled.

Dad Song raised an eyebrow; he knew that Old Lü was about to start showing off his son.

As expected of a long-time best friend, Old Lü's next move was exactly what Dad Song had guessed.

Old Lü burst into laughter, turned around and called out, "Haha, Tianyou, come over here and greet your Uncle Song!"

Behind him, Lü Tianyou entered, carrying a large statue, his smile stiff and unnatural, "Hello, Uncle Song."

"Old Song, have you noticed that Tianyou has grown taller recently? He's already half a head taller than me!" Old Lü said proudly—he had never lost to Old Song in height comparisons since they were children!

Dad Song thought about his own son, Shuhang, who was 175 cm tall. Although he wasn't short, he was still quite a bit shorter than Lü Tianzuo, who was over 1.9 meters tall.

After sighing, Dad Song knew that after showing off his son, Old Lü would soon be showing off his son's career.

Old Lü, as if he were at home, pulled up a chair next to Dad Song and sat down. "Old Song, do you remember when Tianyou dropped out of school the year before last? These past few years he's been working hard in his career, and he's finally achieved some success! Do you know about the precious timber business? When Tianyou invested in it a few years ago, no one thought it would be successful. But these days, the precious timber business is booming. Tianyou has a good eye! Last year alone, he made a net profit of over ten million."

"Young and promising, much better than Old Lü!" Dad Song subtly mocked Old Lü.

After showing off his son's career, shouldn't Old Lü show off his son's luxury car next?

Just as Dad Song had thought, Old Lü patted Dad Song on the shoulder smugly. "It's only natural that a son is better than his father. Speaking of which, Old Song, did you see that car parked downstairs just now? A top-of-the-line BMW 7 Series. Although it's not the best car, it cost over two million yuan in total. My son Tianyou still thinks it's not classy enough. In two years, he wants to get a better car. Something like a Mercedes or a Ferrari, anything will do."

At this moment, Lü Tianyou wished there was a crack in the ground so he could disappear into it; he was so embarrassed. However, when faced with Dad Song's praise, he could only manage a dry laugh.

Luxury car!

Damn it, after that kid Shuhang graduates, I'll make him start making money fast. By then, forget about a 7 Series, he'll be driving Ferrari! If he doesn't make that much money, he'll be bankrupt... oh well, making money isn't that easy!

"Come, come, Old Song, I won't bring anything else this time. I'll give you a statue. I heard you like collecting these things, so I had it sculpted with great care. The original of this statue caused quite a stir online back then. It's a pity I couldn't get the original, so I could only get a close-up as a substitute." Old Lü looked regretful and beckoned to his son to hand over the gift.

Lü Tianyou's face twitched, but he tried his best to maintain a cheerful smile as he carefully handed the statue over.

Dad Song adjusted his glasses and took the statue—"Damn it, this is a gift from Old Lü, it's definitely not a good thing."

It's quite heavy; has it been copper-plated?

Then, Dad Song lifted the cloth cover on the statue, revealing an exquisite statue inside.

She was a slender, literary-minded young woman, sitting quietly with an open book on her lap. Her head was slightly raised, and in her other hand, she held a dove of peace, its wings outstretched as if about to take flight...

This statue is quite nice, the artistic conception is good, and the literary girl is lifelike. Dad Song was initially puzzled; had Old Lü really changed his ways and sent him a gift that suited his taste?

"Hahaha, not bad, right? This statue is fantastic!" Old Lü grinned exaggeratedly. "See that? A literary girl reading a book while wearing a bird on her head—this is the famous 'What's the use of reading a book?' statue that was all the rage back then. I've been preparing for this for over a year, and today I finally have the chance to deliver it to you!"

Revenge! Guoguo revenge!

This is Old Lü retaliating against Dad Song for bringing Song Shuhang to his house to show off last year.

"What's the use of your Shuhang being a good student? My son dropped out of school and he's still making a lot of money! What's the point of studying?" This was Old Lü's thought at that moment.

"Hahaha, good, good, good!" Dad Song gritted his teeth and exclaimed three times, "I'll accept this gift! I'll treasure it!"

Dad Song has decided to preserve the statue carefully.

When Song Shuhang becomes successful in the future, he can use this statue to slap Old Lü in the face. If Song Shuhang ends up in a miserable state, he can use this statue to slap Song Shuhang in the face!

At this moment, Mom Song secretly shook her head in the kitchen. She felt that Dad Song and Old Lü were completely hopeless! The two old guys couldn't stand not to tease each other.

"Haha, keep it safe, it's a token of my appreciation." Old Lü looked satisfied—he'd been holding it in for a year, and finally he could vent his anger. It hadn't been easy. Seeing Old Song grit his teeth and accept the gift, Old Lü felt a warm current surge through his body, an indescribable sense of relief.

"You two, aren't you afraid the children will laugh at you? Stop talking, Xiaoyou, sit down and eat." Mom Song came out of the kitchen, served the last dish, and then gave each of them a bowl of white rice.

"Sister-in-law, do you have any wine? Would you like some?" Old Lü asked, smacking his lips as he looked at the white rice in front of him. He was feeling very happy and wished he could have a bowl of strong liquor and drink it all in one gulp.

Mom Song rolled her eyes. "No drinking on an empty stomach! Eat first, then drink!"

"Yes, in my family we always eat first and then drink. Old Lü, with your physique, one bowl isn't enough, you need at least three bowls of white rice!" Dad Song said with a serious face.

"Pah, you Old Song, let's eat first! After we're full, I'm going to drink you under the table today!" Old Lü picked up his rice bowl and quickly shoveled the rice into his mouth.

Lu Tianzu smiled wryly, sat down next to his father, thanked Mom Song, and began to eat.

"By the way, Old Song, where's your Shuhang? Why isn't he back yet? Is it summer vacation?" Old Lü asked after taking a few bites.

"He called last time to say his friend invited him over; judging by the time, he should be back soon," Dad Song replied casually.

At this moment, he didn't want Song Shuhang to come back and suffer— Old Lü's sharp tongue would surely have subjected Song Shuhang to all sorts of sarcastic remarks if he were there, tsk tsk! Luckily, Shuhang's friend had invited him over, that's good.

"Haha, is that so? What a pity." Old Lü shoveled a few more mouthfuls of rice into his mouth. "Speaking of which, isn't it about time your Shuhang started learning to drive? Has he started yet?"

"He mentioned it to me, but I don't know if he's actually learned it," Dad Song replied casually.

"If he doesn't learn yet, I'll drive my BMW 7 Series over during the summer vacation to teach him! After all, I used to be a driving school instructor," Old Lü said, patting his chest.

Dad Song's lips twitched violently... Old Lü's driving skills were so bad, it was unbearable to watch.

But damn it, one day when my Shuhang back in a luxury car, I'll show off twice as much!

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two hours have passed.

Midway through the journey, Song Shuhang even refueled the tractor— True Lord Yellow Mountain probably didn't anticipate that Venerable White would choose to take him home by tractor, hence the spare fuel preparation?

At first, Venerable White was really into playing with the tractor, having a blast.

But after two hours of driving, he seemed to be getting a little bored.

"Shuhang, have you arrived home yet?" Venerable White asked.

"We're almost there. At our current speed, we'll be there in a little over an hour," Song Shuhang exclaimed. Only Venerable White could drive a tractor at the speed of a sports car.

"Another hour to go." Senior White sighed softly, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "Shuhang, let's switch drivers. You drive!"

"Me? I can't drive a tractor." Song Shuhang's lips twitched.

"It's alright, it's easy, I'll teach you." Venerable White found a secluded section of road and slowly stopped the tractor. After parking, he jumped off the tractor and stretched.

Song Shuhang had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the tractor handle.

Venerable White moved to Song Shuhang's seat, curling up into a small ball, and instructed Song Shuhang on how to drive the tractor.

Some things are universally applicable, and Song Shuhang quickly got the hang of it.

"Boom boom boom... chug chug chug..." The tractor spewed out black smoke again and ran merrily down the road.

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Somewhere in China.

The Daoist Cloudmist sat cross-legged on the Escape Light formed by the Sword Pellet, leisurely floating in the air.

"It's about time to go back to the Empty Thieves' Sect. That guy from Yellow Mountain is a total weakling; he hasn't even come to arrest me yet. I've been on guard against his attacks day and night these past few days, what a waste." Daoist Cloudmist stood up and stretched.

Because he was wary of True Lord Yellow Mountain, he didn't dare contact the disciples of the Empty Thieves' Sect after escaping from the Five-Finger Mountain Sealing Restriction Grounds, fearing that True Lord Yellow Mountain would use the clues to catch him back.

The Daoist Cloudmist took out a map from his robes and carefully checked his current location. "If I go a little further ahead, I should be heading towards Wenzhou City."

Second update! Please vote! The third update will be delayed until midnight again. Next chapter will be an extra chapter for the sixth alliance member 'Caiwei Under the Clouds'!