But when Song Rongchang and Li Dahua entered the small bungalow, they were at a loss again.

The floor in the small bungalow was so clean that there were blankets in some places, and Song Rongchang and Li Dahua didn't dare to walk in when they looked at the shoes on their feet that were stained with mud.

Song Baoxuan saw that they didn't move, and she also stopped.

Old Man Zheng saw that they were not leaving, so he said.

"Come in and sit!"

"Brother Zheng, our shoes are too dirty, I'm afraid we will step on the floor of your house."

"It's okay, come in, isn't the floor just for people to step on?"

What Old Man Zheng thought in his heart was that if he stepped on it, it would be dirty, and when Zheng Huawen came back, he would let him mop the floor, so that he could find something to do.

Anyway, Old Man Zheng has been looking at Zheng Huawen unpleasantly recently, and Zheng Huawen doesn't know where to make Old Man Zheng unhappy, even if he is free, he doesn't dare to stay at home longer.

He almost suspected that he was not born to Master Zheng, otherwise how could he be so disgusted.

"It's not good, let's go find a place to wipe our shoes before we go in!"

"Don't bother, I'll get you some clean shoes, you just need to change your shoes and come in."

As he spoke, Mr. Zheng went to get three pairs of slippers and put them in front of them.

"These are all unclean shoes, so you can wear them with confidence!"

"I'm really sorry, I'm causing you trouble, Brother Zheng."

"It's because I've thought it through, I should have gotten you shoes earlier, this floor is still my son's insistence, so I have to change my shoes every time I go out and come back, this young man's idea, I can't understand this old antique, it's really troublesome."

Song Baoxuan was wearing the shoes that Old Man Zheng took out, and it was a little difficult to walk, these shoes were too big for her.

Old Man Zheng said to Song Baoxuan.

"Bao girl, I don't have shoes suitable for you here, and I haven't prepared them for you in advance, you will take a look this time, and tomorrow I will go and prepare a pair of shoes for you to put here."

"Grandpa Zheng doesn't have to be so troublesome."

"Don't bother, come in and sit down, I'll make you tea and drink, there is food on the table, you can take whatever you want to eat."

Song Rongchang and Li Dahua were shocked when they saw Old Man Zheng's attitude towards Song Baoxuan, if they didn't know, they might misunderstand that Song Baoxuan was Old Man Zheng's granddaughter.

Old Man Zheng took out his treasured tea leaves and made a pot of tea for Song Rongchang and them.

Song Rongchang and Li Dahua sat on the sofa and found that this place was even more comfortable than their bed, and it was incredibly soft.

It didn't feel real to sit on it at all, as if there was something underneath the butt.

Song Rongchang handed the things in his hand to Old Man Zheng.

"Brother Zheng, this is some of the things we brought to you from home."

Old Man Zheng took the things in Song Rongchang's hand and said with a smile.

"You're so kind, drink tea."

Old Man Zheng poured a cup of tea for each of them, and then poured tea for himself.

Although Song Baoxuan doesn't know much about tea, she also knows that this tea must be a very good tea.

Old Man Zheng saw that they didn't eat the things on the table, so he said.

"Why don't you eat, don't you have something you like to eat?"

He deliberately put a lot of snacks, fruits, dried fruits and drinks on the table today.

Old Man Zheng took a pack of spicy strips for Song Rongchang and Li Dahua.

"Come on, eat spicy strips, this thing is very delicious!"

Song Baoxuan: "..."

Song Rongchang and Li Dahua have never eaten spicy strips, but Old Man Zheng brought them over and helped them open them, so they will definitely not be able to eat them.

But some of them can't appreciate the taste of spicy strips, and they can't stand it after a few bites.

Song Baoxuan looked embarrassed and said.

"Daddy, let's eat some fruit, I love spicy strips, can you give me your spicy strips?"

"Girl, you eat fruit, Dad thinks this spicy strip is very delicious."

"Well, my mother also thinks that the taste of this spicy strip is very good."

Song Rongchang and Li Dahua thought that Song Baoxuan was lying when she said that she liked to eat spicy strips, after all, this thing was too unpalatable, and they didn't want to harm Song Baoxuan, so they just had to do it themselves.

And Old Man Zheng is a good person, how could he not see that Song Rongchang and they were eating very reluctantly, so he opened two bottles of drinks for Song Rongchang and Li Dahua.

"Come, you have to drink some drinks to eat spicy strips, it's enough to eat a little spicy strips, we have to eat later, I specially prepared a lot of dishes today, you wait for dinner before leaving, and let my son send you back when the time comes."