What is he here for?
Could it be...?
Shen Yusong looked in the direction of Shen Qingyu's house in disbelief.
At this moment, Shen Qingyu's family was also in an uproar.
Shen Qingyu stopped serving the dishes, walked to the courtyard gate, and looked over there.
Qi Han walked to the luxurious carriage and personally lifted the curtain.
First, a plump, fair-skinned man got off the bus, followed by a middle-aged couple dressed in fine clothes.
"This is the Qian family!" Shen Changhong exclaimed.
He worked as a waiter at a restaurant in the prefecture, so he naturally knew the richest man in the prefecture.
Who is Master Qian?
"Never heard of it!"
"Could someone be richer than Master Qi?"
"Exactly! How could we possibly bypass Master Qi? Master Qi is the richest man in our Hengshui Town!"
Shen Changhong scoffed, "Master Qi? Didn't you see Master Qi lifting the curtain for him?"
Oh right! Master Qi even made curtains for their family!
"Then tell us, who is this Master Qian?" a villager asked Shen Changhong.
Shen Changhong remained silent, only looking at Shen Qingyu.
Shen Qingyu was also observing him. When she saw him looking over, she smiled and looked away.
Shen Changhong began to evade the question: "If we're really here for the housewarming feast, you'll find out soon enough."
"I can't reveal the identity of this important person carelessly. I'm afraid of offending someone, so please forgive me!"
As he spoke, Shen Changhong even performed a traditional Chinese bow reminiscent of those on a theatrical stage.
Seeing this, everyone smiled and didn't press him any further, focusing instead on watching that side.
Two old women got off the last carriage and, together with the previous servant, began unloading things.
"One box..."
"Two boxes..."
"The third package..."
They actually managed to get more than ten brocade boxes!
Then, led by Master Qian, the group marched in a grand procession toward Shen Qingyu's house.
"Qingyu, you've just had the roof beam raised on your new house, and you didn't even invite us for a drink?!" Old Master Qian scolded as he walked, his face beaming like a Buddha...
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