After dinner, they had a little alcohol.
Lu Mingyu loosened up as well and directly raised a toast to Father Song.
After a few drinks, Father Song opened up and began talking about his glorious achievements from his younger days.
Lu Mingyu listened quietly beside him, praising him now and then.
Playing the straight man.
Mother Song stopped Father Song just as he was about to continue. "That's enough. If you keep talking, we'll all be up late. Let the two boys spend some time alone. Once you're done eating, go upstairs."
As she spoke, she turned to Song Shi'an. "An, take Mingyu around the neighborhood."
"Okay." Song Shi'an nodded.
He took Lu Mingyu outside.
Most of the roads here were narrow lanes. Conditions had improved now, and with streetlights, it was much brighter to walk around at night.
At this hour, after dinner, plenty of elderly men and women were gathered together chatting.
When they saw the two of them approaching, they could not help taking a few extra looks.
Especially at Lu Mingyu. After all, who wore a suit and tie in an alleyway?
An elderly man waved at Lu Mingyu and asked, "Young man, are you here to sell insurance? Or real estate?"
"How about you take a look at my house and tell me how much it could sell for?"
Song Shi'an nearly failed to hold back his laughter.
Seeing Lu Mingyu's expression darken, Song Shi'an hurriedly came to his rescue. "Sir, he isn't in sales. He's my friend, here to have some fun."
The old man was clearly a little disappointed. "Oh, I see."
Song Shi'an quickly pulled Lu Mingyu away.
After walking around for a while, the two returned home.
Mother Song had already prepared the rooms. "Mingyu, I've tidied up the guest room