A large pile of melon seed shells had already accumulated, the fruit on the plate was mostly eaten, and the tea left much to be desired.
The pot of tea was on the verge of running dry.
Amidst her speechlessness, Ling Yinluo re-examined the two people sitting before her.
Her third uncle looked to be around forty-something, with a head of unkempt hair as if he had forgotten to brush it before heading out, and wearing old-fashioned clothing.
Not only that, but there were also several grease stains on his clothes.
His son, her cousin beside him, looked like a typical street youth, with his hair permed into multiple layers, and a streak of it dyed yellow.
Ever since these two people had appeared before Ling Yinluo, they had failed to make a good impression, yet out of politeness, she still hosted them.
As Ling Yinluo stood there in a daze, the third uncle suddenly piped up, "It's already this late, why haven't your parents come back yet? Are they planning to eat at your third uncle's house?"
"Third uncle's house is a bit far from here; Dad probably wants to spend a little more time with him."
No sooner had Ling Yinluo finished speaking than the third uncle abruptly asked, "Then what about us? We've come all this way, we can't just sit here drinking tea and cracking melon seeds, can we?"
At that moment, Ling Yinluo was suddenly seized by a deep sense of regret.
Had she known these eccentric relatives were going to show up, she should have just gone with her parents to th…
Chapter 709