"Old Secretary, in my opinion, guests shouldn't be arranged to stay at your house. Your place is too far; it's inconvenient for them to come for meals."
As soon as these words were out, the Old Secretary, who had been mediating, immediately switched to combat mode: "Qin Sande, what do you mean? What do you mean my house is too far? I think Hu Zi is quite right; your house is just not suitable for hosting guests. It leaked earlier this year."
"That was because the water pipe cracked!"
As Qin Congwen's old van approached, everyone stopped arguing and the dissatisfied parties fell silent.
Qin Congwen got out of the car with a big smile, exuding the aura of someone returning home in glory after years away, and said with some excitement to Mr. Qin and Granny Qin: "Dad, Mom, we're back!"
Mr. Qin nodded with a smile.
