"mother-in-law."

"My mother-in-law, this, this!"

Mrs. Liu grabbed a handful of freshly baked melon seeds and put them into Mrs. Qi's hands with a smile.

"Oh, my mother-in-law, it's just a small scene, a small scene.

Don't worry about them, let's just continue watching the show.

How interesting this scene is, it’s not much more interesting than finding a troupe to sing a big opera at home!”

Mrs. Qi looked at the melon seeds in her hand, smiled and nodded.

"Uh! Okay."

Just as brother and sister Liu Zhi'an and Liu Ying were fighting each other, Liu Song trotted back to the living room again.

"Master Qi, Master Song and Marquis Qing Tong have arrived."

After Liu Mingzhi handed out the last red envelope in his hand, he smiled and looked at Liu Zhian and Liu Ying, brother and sister, who were still fighting each other.

"Old man, aunt, are you enjoying yourself?

If you haven't had enough fun, I will ask my eldest brother and Baoyu to wait in the courtyard for a while."

Liu Zhi'an quickly put down the tobacco bag in his hand and looked outside the hall door excitedly.

"snort!"

Liu Ying also responded with a soft snort not to be outdone.

"Hmph! Virtue."

"You bastards, let Qing'er and Baoyu come in quickly."

"Xiao Mingming, don't keep the guests waiting."

Young Master Liu nodded happily, turned to look at Liu Song and waved his hand.

"Xiaosong, please invite them in quickly."

"Yes, I understand, little one."

Liu Song walked quickly outside the hall door and shouted at Song Qing, Zhou Baoyu and many of their family members who were standing in the courtyard.

"Young Master Song, Marquis Qing Tong, my young master has invited you."

Brothers Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu looked at each other with a faint smile, and immediately led their families towards the hall.

As soon as they entered the living room, Song Qing and the others saw Young Master Liu standing in the hall, Qi Yun sitting on the chair, the three princesses and their sisters.

Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu straightened their clothes and rushed towards Young Master Liu.

"Your Majesty Song Qing."

"Your Majesty Zhou Baoyu."

"My concubine Zhang Wanjun."

"Concubine..."

"See you, Your Majesty, see you ladies.

Long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty, may your Majesty live a thousand lives, may your Majesty live a thousand lives.”

When Liu Mingzhi saw this, he immediately held up his hands.

"No longer in the court, you don't need to be more polite, just don't be polite."

Qi Yun, the third princess and the other sisters also raised their hands in vain.

"No gifts, no gifts soon."

"No need to be polite, just get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you all, ladies and gentlemen."

After Song Qing and his wife, Zhou Baoyu and his wife straightened up, they looked at Liu Yiyi, Liu Chengzhi, Little Cutie, Liu Yunxin and their brothers and sisters sitting beside them, and they immediately saluted.

Young Master Liu looked sideways at his eldest son Liu Chengfeng, smiled lightly and coughed lightly.

"uh-huh."

Liu Chengfeng received his father's signal and immediately stood up. With a smile on his face, he stopped Song Qing and his wife, Zhou Baoyu and his wife, who were about to salute.

"Uncle, Uncle Zhou, and aunts, today is the Spring Festival, so you don't need to be polite."

"Thank you very much, Your Highness, the eldest prince."

"Thank you, Your Highness, the eldest prince."

"Sisters, thank you so much, His Highness the First Prince."

"Don't dare, uncle, uncle Zhou, and all the aunts.

Now that you are not in the court, you can just call your nephews, brothers and sisters by their names."

Liu Mingzhi waved his hand to his eldest son Liu Chengfeng, and looked at Song Qing and the others happily.

"Brother, Baoyu, ladies and gentlemen, the child is right, there are not so many false etiquette in private."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu nodded happily and looked at their children in unison.

"Jiang'er."

"Yang'er."

"Chen'er."

"Tong'er."

"What are you doing standing there dumbly? Why don't you hurry up and show your respects."

"My nephew Song Jiang."

"My nephew Song Yang."

"My nephew Zhou Chen."

"My little girl Zhou Tong'er."

"Nephew..."

"Greetings to my uncle and my aunts."

"Okay, okay, no gifts, no gifts at all."

"Children, you don't need to be polite, just don't be polite."

"Thank you uncle, thank you all aunts."

After brothers Song Qing and Zhou Baoyu saw that their children had already paid their respects, they smiled lightly and walked towards the four elders Liu Zhi'an, Qi Run and his wife.

"Second uncle, aunt, uncle Zhou, aunt Zhou, my nephew are polite."

"No gifts, no gifts."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, please forgive me."

"Thank you, Uncle Second, thank you, Uncle Qi."

"Mr. Liu, Mrs. Liu, Mr. Qi, Mrs. Qi, this junior is polite."

"No gifts, no gifts."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Liu, and thank you, Mr. Qi."

Liu Zhi'an turned his head and blew out a puff of smoke, then patted Zhou Baoyu's shoulder happily.

"Baoyu boy, you are the life and death brother of this bastard Zhi'er.

Now that we are in our own home, if you call me "Liu Gong", it would be too foreign.

What's the matter, is it that I, Liu Zhi'an, can't afford to be an uncle to you, the current prince?"

Zhou Baoyu listened to Liu Zhi'an's teasing words and waved his hand hurriedly.

"No, no, I definitely don't mean this."

"It's fine if you don't. Then what should you call me in the future?"

Zhou Baoyu took a deep breath and saluted Liu Zhi'an again with a respectful expression.

"My nephew, Zhou Baoyu, has met his uncle and his aunt."

Liu Zhi'an nodded happily and quickly reached out to help Zhou Baoyu up.

"Hey, that's right, let's forgive you."

"Thank you uncle."

Song Qing glanced sideways at Zhou Tong'er who was standing next to him, walked happily to Young Master Liu and stopped.
To be continued...