"Uncle Liu, the Milk God has been invited."

Liu Lao is sitting on a chair in the side hall to rest, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand has not started to drink, heard the words immediately put down the tea cup carved stood up, went forward to welcome.

"Haha, truly young and promising, worthy of being the son of Master Zhang." Elder Liu smiled, without a stance, approachable.

"You're welcome, Elder Liu knows my father?" Xiao Feng was slightly surprised, Master Zhang was ...