Lin Xiao opened the courtyard gate and asked.
When Li Jiaxian's identity was confirmed, all his movements were under Lin Xiao's control. Lin Xiao naturally knew that the man in front of him, who was a bit handsome, had a well-proportioned figure, and could be called a handsome uncle, was Luo Qinghan's maternal uncle.
To be honest, he was a bit more handsome in person than in the photos.
It had to be said that the genes in his mother-in-law's family were really good. His mother-in-law was still charming and looked very attractive. This uncle was so handsome, Luo Qinghan was an almost perfect woman, and then there was his precious daughter, Xuan'er, who had been so cute since childhood.
"Yes, hello." Li Jiaxian said, jogging to the back of the car, opening the door, and taking out a lot of things.
"Let me help you," Lin Xiao said, stepping over to help Li Jiaxian carry the items and taking them from his hands.
"It's been a long time since I last visited my sister, and I'm here to visit the Luo family, so of course I brought some gifts... By the way, young man, I haven't asked your name yet." While speaking, Li Jiaxian was very polite, extending his hand as if wanting to get acquainted.
He couldn't help it. Although Lin Xiao's clothes looked ordinary, the aura he exuded earlier didn't seem like that of a laborer. He had a guess in his mind, which seemed plausible but also unlikely.
"My name is Lin Xiao."
Lin Xiao said with a faint smile.
"So you're Qinghan's husband, Lin Xiao! It's true that hearing about you is not as good as meeting you!" His eyes lit up. This was actually Luo Qinghan's husband, his daughter's constantly praised brother-in-law?
He was too young, so young that it felt unrealistic.
"It seems that Li Shuxiao has told you a lot about me these past two days." Lin Xiao chuckled and immediately led his uncle into the villa.
Although he had stayed in Beijiang for five years, one could not underestimate the politeness that Lin Xiao had learned and ingrained in his bones when he was in the Lin family. Every year, regardless of the festival, people would come to visit his home, and it was then that he learned to smile outwardly.
Of course, learning it didn't mean he liked that feeling.
He preferred the time in Beijiang when he was with a group of brothers who had gone through life and death together, without any pretense or social niceties. All they had was the carefree enjoyment of brothers making the best of hardship during their leisure time.
Later on... he no longer needed to care about these niceties. Even the Dragon Lord and Elder Zhou treated him as an equal, without needing to engage in any so-called courtesies.
Those things were for people who needed to navigate social circles through politeness.
He didn't need them.
His family was gone, and the people who once depended on social graces had betrayed him. Therefore, he no longer needed any pretense or social niceties.
Now that he had picked them up again, Lin Xiao felt a bit nostalgic.
This feeling was somewhat fresh and unique.
"Of course. This girl has been praising you from the start, saying your cooking is delicious, even better than Master Huang, the imperial chef I took her to before. My daughter rarely exaggerates when she talks to me, so I believe your culinary skills are definitely top-notch nationwide." Li Jiaxian, led by Lin Xiao, sat on the sofa. He then took out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to Lin Xiao, "Would you like a smoke?"