"It's alright, they care more about the gift," Fan Jin said gently, and walked out with his wife and daughter.

Fan He followed behind with a happy smile.

His father is so good!

As they approached the courtyard gate, they encountered Master Fan and Fan Xiang entering.

Master Fan frowned: "Jin, the banquet is about to start, where are you going?"

Fan Jin bowed slightly: "I'm thinking of going back to keep him company today since the Yellow River has returned."

Fan Xiang looked on with envy.

She really wanted to go back and be with her uncle and his family! To hear them tell her about what happened along the way, and about Yuhang!

I didn't get enough of what I heard in that short time.

Master Fan frowned even more deeply, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed deeply and stepped aside.

Watching the family leave, I thought that these two brothers would probably drift further and further apart in the future... I had to stay no matter what.

He looked at his granddaughter beside him and instructed her, "We are all members of the Fan family. We can't let Grandpa have the face to face our ancestors in the afterlife."

He had just given instructions to his granddaughter, and then he heard his two granddaughters-in-law talking about what they would eat for lunch, including what Fan Dazhu had said: "Put less salt, too much salt will make the dish too salty and waste the food."

"Grandpa, Dazhu said there's only enough food for us today, so my sister-in-law and I will go back and eat."

Master Fan made a quick decision: "Let's go home and eat together!"

Fan Xiang opened her eyes wide and asked blankly, "Grandpa, aren't you going to see the Fan family's ancestor in the underworld?"

Master Fan: "...We're not even buried together, what's the point of seeing each other?"

He should take advantage of his remaining years to see the fifth and sixth brothers more often.

Inside the house, Fan Dazhu was originally worried about whether there would be enough room at the two tables and what to do if the eggs were too delicious and everyone would snatch them up. But when he saw that his second uncle's family had given him a gift and were not staying for dinner, he was secretly pleased, but on the surface he pretended to be reluctant to leave.

He was counting the number of eggs when Zhang Chunhua touched the piece of fine cloth. She saw that Master Fan had sent Fan Xiang in to deliver a congratulatory gift but not to stay for a meal. She felt a little uneasy.

Is this a sign of disrespect?

Zhang Chunhua's eyes lit up when she saw the hen and eggs. She said nonchalantly, "If they don't want to eat, they don't have to. We'll eat more later. As long as the gift arrives, that's fine!"

Whether you look down on something or not, it won't put food on your plate, so it's better not to eat it!

When the old village chief sent Li Wenye to deliver the congratulatory gift, he said that the person would not be coming over.

The same thing happened to the Xu and Wu families later on.

Fan Dazhu's face turned completely dark.

Zhang Chunhua started to think: "We've prepared two tables of food, but they're not coming over to eat, so it'll be a waste if they can't finish it all. How about this, I'll go and call my parents and brother over too, and from now on we'll be a family."

Fan Dazhu said irritably, "Who wants to be with their family! If you can't finish your food, save it for tomorrow. Don't even think about giving your family money as soon as you enter the family. If I find out, I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Zhang Chunhua instinctively flinched, then noticed the cane beside Fan Dazhu and wondered how he could possibly know she had secretly taken it home.

Even if we fight, I might not necessarily lose! Who knows who will end up with their teeth lying on the ground.

Hearing that no one from the village was coming to eat, Fan Erzhu and Sanzhu were all beaming with joy: "Big brother is really lucky to be back in the village before the group that went out to work."

"I knew I shouldn't have put so many chives in; now it's hard to find eggs."

"There's not enough salt, it's bland and tasteless. No, we need to add more salt! Otherwise, I feel like I'm chewing straw."

Fan Sizhu silently chewed on his chives, his heart heavy.

Those who had gone out arrived home safely, and everyone felt relieved. Shui Qing's house was bustling with activity.