"Son, come quick!"
Hearing Xu Changlin say he was looking for Zhao Jun, Wang Meilan turned and shouted for her son before turning back to the old man. "Uncle Xu, please come in and sit for a while. Youcai's at home."
Xu Changlin shook his head with a smile. "No, thanks. I'm not here for him."
Just then, Zhao Jun, having heard the call, appeared at the door. When he saw it was the old man, he nodded to Xu Changlin and greeted him, "Master Xu."
Xu Changlin nodded back at Zhao Jun, then turned to Wang Meilan. "Youcai's wife, you go on with what you were doing. I have some business with your boy."
"In that case, Uncle Xu, why don't you two talk inside?"
"No need." The old man gave a curt reply, grabbed Zhao Jun by the arm, and started walking.
As he was being pulled along by Xu Changlin, Zhao Jun started to suspect what this was about. 'I remember in my past life, this old man also put together a hunting party, selling three of his dogs to a Korean man.'
