226: Drunk Li Xinwen

"Uncle, it's just a small token. If you decline, I won't dare to visit again next time."

Li Qinghe resolutely pushed the cigarettes and alcohol back into Li Xinwen's hand.

"That's too much. Please sit down quickly."

Li Xinwen didn't decline again, he just motioned for Li Qinghe to sit down at the dining table.

Soon after, a woman came out from the back kitchen, carrying a plate of scallops. She looked quite young. This was Chen Miaoxia, the mother of Li Mingyue and Li Mingxing.

Chen Miaoxia

She came out smiling and greeted them: "A-He is here, please sit down quickly, dinner is ready."

Li Mingyue followed closely behind her mother out of the kitchen, holding a plate of chicken feet.

While her parents weren't paying attention, she stuck her tongue out at Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe looked at the young-looking couple. Perhaps they weren't very old when they had Li Mingxing and Li Mingyue.

Both of them maintained their appearance very well.

Li Qinghe had heard a saying, he didn't know if it was due to psychological stress or other reasons, but if a family only had daughters, the couple's appearance would tend to stay younger.

The five of them sat around the dining table, which was laden with chicken, duck, fish, meat, and fresh seafood—everything imaginable.

From these dishes, it was clear that Li Xinwen and his wife were genuinely sincere in hosting Li Qinghe.

Li Xinwen picked up a large wine pot and asked Li Qinghe: "A-He, can you drink? It's homemade, and the taste is quite good."

"Then I'll have a little with Uncle and try the rice wine Uncle brewed," Li Qinghe readily agreed.

His attitude made Li Xinwen very pleased, and he poured him a full bowl of rice wine.

"Dad, we want to drink too."

Li Mingyue and Li Mingxing clamored from the side.

"A-Yue can have a little, A Xing cannot. Wait until your wound is healed."

Li Xinwen sternly refused Li Mingxing's request for alcohol.

He only poured half a bowl of wine for his wife and Li Mingyue each.

Li Mingxing, who had no wine, pouted and sat drinking.

"A-He, have some food," Chen Miaoxia enthusiastically urged him to eat.

Li Xinwen raised the wine bowl in front of him and stood up: "Welcome, A-He, to our home. On behalf of the whole family, I thank you for helping A Xing."

Li Qinghe also quickly stood up with his wine bowl: "It's nothing. Those people were snatching things right in front of me, and it was A Xing's bag. How could I let them succeed?"

Hearing Li Qinghe say this, Li Xinwen also sighed with emotion: "It's a little better now. When we were young, those people would just come out with guns to rob. The government cracked down on the gangs several times before they managed to control the guns."

The two clinked their wine bowls and took a big gulp. Li Xinwen quickly motioned for Li Qinghe to sit down.

"A-He, quickly try this steamed grouper. I don't know if you're used to the taste. Eat it while it's hot."

Chen Miaoxia again urged him to eat. Her task today was to make Li Qinghe eat more, so she assigned her daughter a task.

"A Xing, get A-He a bowl of sour fish soup. This soup is appetizing and cuts through richness."

"Okay."

Li Mingxing crisply agreed, immediately stood up, and ladled a full bowl of sour fish soup for Li Qinghe.

"Brother Qinghe, quickly try it. Mama's sour fish soup is famously delicious in our alley."

"Yes, Brother Qinghe, quickly try it. Mama specifically bought black fish to make this. It's so delicious."

Li Mingyue also assisted from the side.

After serving Li Qinghe the soup, Li Mingxing obediently served a bowl to each of her parents.

Li Qinghe looked at the sour fish soup in the bowl, which contained not only pineapple, tomatoes, and tamarind, but also bean sprouts and cilantro.

A section of white fish meat looked very tempting in the soup, and a faint sour aroma wafted to his nose, greatly stimulating his appetite.

He took a sip, and a sweet and sour taste mingled on his tongue. Sourness was the main flavor, mixed with a hint of sweetness, and the taste of other spices blended in the soup.

"This soup is really delicious."

Li Qinghe couldn't help but exclaim.

"If it's good, drink more." Receiving Li Qinghe's praise, Chen Miaoxia seemed very happy and enthusiastically urged him to eat more.

Li Qinghe waited until Li Xinwen had taken a sip of fish soup, then raised his wine bowl to toast him.

"Uncle and Auntie, I toast you. I wish you good health and prosperity."

"Good, good. And I wish you success from all directions and wealth from all sides."

The five people sat together chatting animatedly, with happy laughter occasionally ringing out.

Li Xinwen and his wife were clearly very satisfied with Li Qinghe. In terms of appearance, he had a robust physique over 1.8 meters tall. In terms of knowledge, he graduated from a well-known university in China.

Because they knew Li Qinghe was an internet blogger and his income was reportedly substantial, judging from the cigarettes and alcohol gifts Li Qinghe brought when he visited today, ordinary people couldn't even find such channels to purchase Chinese goods.

Therefore, Li Xinwen and his wife estimated Li Qinghe's income to be at least 100 million vietnamese dong per month, which translates to over 27,000 dragon country currency.

"A-He, do you plan to develop in Vietnam or return to China in the future?"

After taking a sip of wine with Li Qinghe, Li Xinwen seemed to ask, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally.

"I'll probably stay in Vietnam for the most part, and then travel around Southeast Asia to film some different content."

"Haha, Vietnam is actually not bad either." Li Xinwen was very pleased to hear Li Qinghe's response, and his eyes swept over his two daughters.

"A-He, what do you think of my two precious daughters?"

"In the future, when you have time, come to our house to play with A-Yue and A Xing. You young people can get to know each other better. A-Yue and A Xing study at Saigon Normal University, and playing near the school is also nice."

Li Xinwen kept saying "play" this and "play" that, which made Li Mingyue and Li Mingxing a little embarrassed.

Li Xinwen still didn't know that his two precious daughters had already been 'eaten' without a trace, and he was still debating whether to facilitate Li Mingyue or Li Mingxing.

"Oh, Dad, quickly eat your food."

Li Mingyue picked up a piece of char siu, and Li Mingxing picked up a piece of braised goose and placed them in Li Xinwen's bowl to shut him up.

"Don't get too carried away. A-He also knows A-Qi."

Chen Miaoxia sat by, observing everything. She saw her two daughters' attitudes towards Li Qinghe and knew they both had feelings for him.

But thinking that her daughters said Li Qinghe met Zhang Meiqi first, and then met them, she felt a lot of pressure.

She had watched Zhang Meiqi grow up; she was smart from a young age, studied well, and was beautiful. She took the college entrance exam a year before Li Mingyue and them and got into Saigon National University.

Getting into Vietnam's top university was a first in the nearby streets, and she had been envied by neighbors for many years.

Facing such a strong competitor, she wondered if Li Mingyue and Li Mingxing could win.

Hearing Chen Miaoxia say this, Li Xinwen, who had drunk a lot of wine, felt the effects of the alcohol. He slurred his words and patted Li Qinghe's shoulder:

"A-He, you're good at martial arts, so your body must be great. Although Zhang family's A-Qi is excellent, my A-Yue and A Xing combined will definitely surpass her."

"If you stay in Vietnam, I'll make the decision. A-Yue and A Xing are both yours. How about it, am I good to you, Uncle?"

As soon as Li Xinwen said this, Li Mingyue and Li Mingxing feigned shyness and coquettishly complained to him: "Oh, Dad, how can you say such things?"

"Husband, are you drunk?"

Chen Miaoxia quickly served him another bowl of sour fish soup; it was very good for sobering up.

"I'm not drunk. I'm happy today. A-He came to visit. He's very good at martial arts, and he's so strong. I'm relieved to entrust A-Yue and A Xing to him."