Chapter 71 Generous Rewards - "The City God is my ancestor, it turns out that I am the Nth generation of gods"

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Although the return journey was smooth and there was no traffic jam at all, by the time the car entered Greentown, it was still past twelve o'clock at night.

Wu Jiang first sent Li Yueya home. On the way, Aunt Zhou called and knew the approximate time of their arrival. When they got off the highway, Li Yueya sent a WeChat message to her mother. Aunt Zhou replied in seconds. It didn't take much to think about it. She knew that Uncle Li and Aunt Zhou had been waiting for them and hadn't rested yet.

Wu Jiang parked the car, took out a table, a flower, and some local specialties from Lucheng from the trunk, and went upstairs with Li Yueya.

As soon as the two of them got out of the elevator, before they had time to knock on the door, the door was opened with a "click", and their eyes fell directly on Li Yueya, not even glancing at Wu Jiang from the corner of his eye..

"Yaya, you're back, are you tired? Dad will help you carry your luggage!"

Li Wenbo didn't even look at Wu Jiang. He was obviously still holding grudges over the fact that this brat had kidnapped his precious daughter so far away.

Wu Jiang was not embarrassed. He stepped forward with a playful smile and handed the cigarettes and wine in his hand to Li Wenbo: "Uncle Li, look at my hands, these are all given to you as a filial piety!"

Li Wenbo glanced sideways at the tobacco and wine, and snorted coldly in his nose, showing his disgust.

Li Yueya stood aside, covering her mouth and laughing secretly. She watched her father deliberately causing trouble for Wu Jiang. She didn't even have the slightest intention of resolving the situation. She just stuffed the suitcase to her father and jumped into the house.

Wu Jiang naturally followed him shamelessly. Uncle Li had loved him since he was a child, just like his own father.

Li Wenbo closed the door with a dark face, and Zhou Sulan was taking dumplings out of the kitchen, obviously calculating the time for them to get home.

"Ya Ya, Xiao Jiang, come over and eat. They've just been cooked. You must be starving!" Zhou Sulan smiled with crooked eyebrows and placed the dumplings on the dining table.

It's okay not to say it. As soon as he said this, Wu Jiang's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

They had a meal in the service area in the evening, but the food in the service area was understandable. Apart from being expensive, it was useless.

They also specially found a service area that looked quite large, but the taste was also hard to describe. The two of them came out before they finished eating.

Wu Jiang was not polite, pulled up the chair, sat down, picked up the chopsticks, took a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Yeah! It's so delicious, Aunt Zhou! Aunt Zhou's dumplings are so delicious. I'll definitely ask my mom to come over and learn from you tomorrow!"

Zhou Sulan was so happy with his praise that she said, "Haha, Xiao Jiang, when your mother comes, do you dare to say this again in front of your mother?"

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