"Ouyang Jie! If you can't speak properly, then shut up!"
Seeing the old man's anger about to flare, Ouyang Rong hurriedly scolded, "Can't all this food stuff your mouth? If you're full, go take care of your sister!"
Ouyang Jie rolled his eyes, planning to hang out with his own sister, Ouyang Shu, but who knew that Ouyang Shu, with her quirky spirit, would cover her nose and shout, "Brother, you stink, stay away from me!"
"..."
There, it seemed the whole family had started to dislike him. Damn it, surely I could go to another table and drink!
So Ouyang Jie sadly grabbed a bottle of liquor and plunged into the table with the younger generation of the Ouyang Family.
"This kid has always been in the army; he's not very sharp-witted."
Laughing, Ouyang Rong said, "But all of you are around the same age and should have a lot of topics in common. Later, when the banquet is over, let Xiaojie take you on a tour around Forty-nine City."
