Chapter 164: Feast

Wang Xin did not go to jail, thanks to Uncle Wang from the headquarters who helped, and the Wang family paid the difference. In the end, he was notified of his dismissal, and Manager Wang himself had to write a self-criticism and was demoted.

Zhao Feng was transferred back and even replaced Wang Xin's position to continue to connect with the Ye family.

When Zhao Feng returned to his original workstation, his colleagues gathered around him to greet him.

"Afeng, it feels good to have you back." The other purchasing colleagues nearby were relieved.

When I worked with Wang Xin before, I would assign some work to other people and always be on guard against him trying to pass the buck.

These are fine, but the most important thing is that as a small supervisor, he insists on being the general manager, ordering other colleagues around every day.

I can’t stand it, I really can’t stand it!

It’s hard enough to go to work every day, and he also has to be on guard against villains every day. All the colleagues in the office who have to work with Wang Xin are miserable.

Some colleagues are about to submit their resignation reports.

This time he reaped the consequences of his own actions. As soon as he left, everyone in the office wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Zhao Feng smiled and said, "Let's help each other. I'll treat everyone to a meal later!"

In fact, this time he was transferred back not only to his original position, but the company also gave him a salary increase, otherwise he would not have been transferred back and forth.

What his superiors meant was that they hoped he would quickly contact Shanbei Village and re-purchase large quantities of vegetables and fruits so as not to interfere with the company's overseas market plans.

After chatting with a familiar colleague for a while, Zhao Feng started calling Ye's father.

Shanbei Village, Gaotang Town

Ye Zhen brought back so many fish that Ye's father directly took them to his cousin's house to sell them for cooking, saving him the trouble of going out to buy them.

A few were left at home to eat, and two big turtles were kept in a tank. Grandma Ye threw some small fish fry and rice grains to them, regardless of whether they ate them or not.

Because they had to go to other people's homes for dinner, Ye Zhen washed the fruits he picked from the mountain, cut them and dried them. Grandma Ye put the sunflower seeds on the rooftop upstairs to dry.

There is no way. The sunflower seeds are big and numerous, and it would be embarrassing if they were seen by others if they were dried outside.

It won’t be a problem to keep other vegetables, fruits and melons for two days. Grandma Ye and Ye Zhen can be left at home. It’s not time for the banquet yet, so the whole family doesn’t need to go. The house being built on the back hill needs to be watched, so it won’t do without someone.

On the second day, Ye Zhen's family went out for a drink.

It was my great-uncle’s birthday, and because it was a big birthday, all his sons and daughters who were working outside came back.

I heard from Ye's father that the banquet had sixteen dishes, including cold dishes and hot soup, as well as cigarettes, alcohol, snacks, drinks, fruits, etc. on each table.

The cigarettes are good, the wine is good, and even the snacks are well-known.

Grandma Ye looked at the cigarettes, alcohol and snacks on the table and nodded secretly while chatting with Ye's mother and the others.

"This birthday banquet was well organized, and both my son and daughter were filial."

Country people seldom go to big hotels to book tables for birthday parties. They ask their own family members for help and then invite neighbors and relatives to come over for a drink. If the scene is lively and the table is good, they are considered to have a conscience.

The banquet was well laid out, and the birthday person was happy, and so were the people drinking.

Mother Ye smiled as she ate some snacks: "Don't be envious, Mom. When you and Dad reach your 70th birthday, Haizi and I will definitely give you a grand celebration."

Aunt Ye had not come back yet. Ye Yuan came with her two children. She was distributing bowls and chopsticks to everyone and pouring drinks for the children. She also laughed when she heard this.

"Grandpa, grandma, my family and Second Uncle will definitely give you a bigger banquet, and people will envy you when you go out."

Grandpa Ye is rather reserved. Although he didn't say anything, the relaxed look in his eyes showed that he was not too happy.

Grandma Ye chuckled: "Okay! I'll wait."

Customs vary from place to place. Some more particular families prepare more dishes, and the dishes are piled high in the bowls.

The number of dishes is also different. Some families have twelve bowls for the banquet, and some have ten bowls. Otherwise, why would Grandma Ye say that this banquet is so grand?

The village has made a lot of money in the past six months, and there are watermelons and various potted plants in the fields waiting to be sold. Although the money is paid out at the end of the year, people feel confident and the host's banquet can be much better.

Everyone was in high spirits. The large yard was filled with tables and chairs. Steamed rice in a large wooden barrel was placed on the side, and there was a table next to it with disposable paper cups and brewed herbal tea.

He also bought two large candles and placed them burning in front of the hall. A huge scroll with the word "longevity" was hung on the main wall, and some auspicious couplets were pasted on the outside.

They are all auspicious words such as "May you be blessed as vast as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains."

There were also several large stoves outside, with the tall steamers on top filled with pre-prepared dishes, and a large firewood burning underneath. Several uncles from the same family were watching the firewood, distributing and packing the dishes, and serving plates, cigarettes and alcohol.

The children couldn't sit still and ran around with candies and snacks in their hands. It was unknown which daughter of the host family decorated the scene with balloons and flowers. Several inflatable characters representing good fortune were pressed down by boulders and placed outside the yard.

It looks majestic and all the children are attracted to it.

Those who come to the banquet are required to prepare red envelopes, and there will be someone at the door to take down names. The size of the red envelope depends on the intention.

The weather is not hot now, so they put up a tent to cover the place in case it rains. A lot of people are sitting underneath waiting for the meal to start.

Ye Zhen, Grandma Ye and Uncle Ye were at the same table. Surrounded by people they knew or were from the same family, they were eating together. When they arrived, the table was almost full.

Dad Ye and Uncle Ye were responsible for serving food to each table. Ye Zhen hadn't had a banquet like this for a long time.

There is always a layer of separation in my memory, and now that I am participating in it myself, it still feels very novel.

She looked at the table, which contained a portion of herbal tea, drinks, beer, liquor, cigarettes and a bag of apples for each person.

The food is about to be served. Divide the food on the table to make room for the food.

Since they are all family, Ye's mother asked curiously, "Are you going to prepare birthday noodles this year?"

When they hold a birthday party, the daughter has to prepare longevity noodles, usually bucket instant noodles or dried noodles, milk, various sugars, dried longans, cakes and biscuits, etc., for each person to take back after the party.

This time there was nothing on the table, so Ye Ma asked.

"We are preparing red envelopes this year so that people don't have to carry them back home." Grandma Ye knows that some people don't mind the trouble and will buy them in bulk, then ask their aunt to pack them in red plastic bags and put them on the table. This way, although there are a lot of things, they take up a lot of space.

Many people have started giving red envelopes now.

Sure enough, after a few dishes were served, someone started distributing red envelopes to each table.

Ye Zhen also got one. The dishes on the table were indeed good and filled to the brim. The chef had good skills and made the big pot rice delicious.

Everyone ate as the dishes were served, and some people were full before all the dishes were served.

"Eat the vegetables first, and the rice will come later."

"This fish is good, fried until crispy and fragrant!" Grandpa Ye exclaimed.

"Did Ye Zi bring this fish back?" Mother Ye looked at it for a while.

"That should be the case. I heard Haizi say that the fish are used for cooking." Grandma Ye affirmed.

The dishes on the table included both meat and vegetables, including stir-fried beef with celery, braised soft-shelled turtle, stewed mutton, fish rolls, boiled chicken, spicy fried pork intestines, boiled shrimp, pork elbow in soy sauce...

Ye Zhen was very satisfied with the meal. Some of the dishes were bought at the market in the nearby village, and many were raised by the farmers themselves, so the taste could not be too bad.

After the family finished eating and went back home, before they had even sat down for a few minutes, Ye's father's cell phone rang.