Driving down the road, Zhang Guoqing pondered over what his father-in-law might need. Besides wine, he should also ask Grandpa Wang, since he's a martial man and would understand strengthening the body.
The car swiftly arrived at Mr. Wang's doorstep. Zhang Guoqing parked the car and entered, calling out loudly, "Grandpa Wang, are you home? It's Xiao Wu. If you're here, give a shout."
"You rascal, why are you here again? Hurry and come in. Why didn't you go up the mountain today?" Mr. Wang's booming voice came from inside.
Zhang Guoqing entered the main room and comfortably settled on the kang bed. "I couldn't make it to the village today, have to wait a few days. I was just thinking of you, old sir. These things are a token of my respect to you."
Mr. Wang chuckled and pointed a finger at him. "Talk. Giving such heavy gifts, you must have a big favor to ask. Say anything except the tiger skin."
