At this moment, a voice came from outside. The voice was not very recognizable but it had some excitement in it.
"Elder Lin," Huang Ting shouted from the doorway.
At the same time, Huang Yunge looked at all these uncles and aunties and felt a little helpless inside. To him, they were all peasants so his dad was going to be in for some trouble.
Lin Fan's father abruptly looked towards the door. When he saw the man, who had a little bit of a plump face, had his hair combed back, and was a little short in stature, he immediately said with astonishment, "Wow, Elder Ting! Even you have come. It seems like we are at full strength right now."
"Haha," Huang Ting laughed. "It's great that everyone is here. The moment you mentioned in the group that you were celebrating your 50th birthday, I knew I had to come."
