The welcome feast began, and the whole family happily enjoyed their meal. The children and grandchildren took turns toasting Duke of Zhen, who couldn't close his mouth from joy.
However, the Old Master was sick and couldn't drink alcohol. He was unhappy to see the Duke of Zhen enjoying himself so much without any regard for his father's feelings.
Unhappy, the old man struck the floor with his cane, wishing he could poke it directly into Duke of Zhen's nose.
Duke of Zhen finally realized his mistake and his old face turned red.
"Grandfather, let Qingluo offer you some tea. This tea is mixed with honey, it's good for the liver and lungs and is perfect for you to drink," Lin Qingluo said with a smile, holding the teacup in front of the two elders and sweetly addressing her grandfather.
The Old Master's anger was extinguished like a summer shower as he took the teacup with his thin, withered hands and slowly sipped the tea.