"Dad, don't believe their nonsense ..." Li Guizhi said hurriedly."Hurry up and go rest!" We'll take care of this!"
Li Zhifu still ignored his daughter and looked at Xia ruofei with excitement.
Seeing this, Xia ruofei already had an idea. He smiled and said,""You must be Mr. Li Zhifu! I think you still remember company commander song, who was staying at your house that year, right?"
Sure enough, li Zhifu couldn't help but tremble after hearing Xia ruofei's words. His cloudy eyes shone with a strange light.
"Little ... Little song?" Li Zhifu's lips trembled as he spoke.
"Dad! Do you really know an elder song from Beijing?" Li Guizhi asked in disbelief.
In her impression, her father was an old farmer who had to face the earth and the sky all his life. Other than the tea - making skills passed down from his ancestors, there was nothing special about him.