There are many ways to prepare a Huaishan banquet on New Year's Eve.
There were two tables, one for men and one for women.
The female guest was not a relative of anyone, but a highly respected person on Huaishan Mountain.
Therefore, the table of female guests is basically composed of elderly ladies.
The leader was the late Mr. Bai’s aunt, Bai Ya’s great-aunt, Old Lady Bai.
When Old Lady Bai was young, she killed countless souls with her willow-leaf double swords. She was good at riding and shooting, loved eating meat, never married, and was a person who had the final say in Huaishan.
The old lady is now over seventy years old and her hair is all white, but she is full of energy and drinks and eats meat with big gulps.
When Mr. Fu San came, he greeted her first.
Mrs. Bai waved her hand and said, "Don't worry about this. Go and greet them."
Mr. Fu San knew that she was straightforward and not being polite, so he went to sit at another table.
He didn't need to greet anyone, everyone gathered around him and talked.
Old Lady Bai looked at the people around her and suddenly said, "Every year it's always us old guys. It's rare that there's not one missing this year, but it's not very interesting. You should have seen enough of my old face, and so have I."
No one knew what she was going to say, so they all smiled and agreed, each with their own guesses.
Although Old Lady Bai was a straightforward person, everyone still had to carefully consider every word she said to see if it had any meaning.
"Go," Old Lady Bai said to the maid behind her, "Go and get Qingci here. We old folks are still able to gather here, shouldn't we thank her?"
When they heard her mention Song Qingci, the old ladies all smiled kindly.
Who doesn’t like a girl who is good at medicine and well-behaved and smart?
Especially now, she is still Mr. Fu San's person.
There was nothing unlovable about this girl.
Song Qingci was holding a hand warmer, standing in the corridor looking stupidly as he watched Xunxun and Jinyue set off firecrackers, and then he was asked to leave.
She only knew that it was Old Lady Bai who called her, but she didn't expect that she was called to the place where Mr. Fu San was hosting a banquet.
She stood at the door, clinging to it and refusing to move.
"This, it's not appropriate for me to go."
These people are all elders on Huaishan.
She mainly couldn't bear the old ladies' repeated compliments.
If you just say a compliment or two and be polite, it will be over.
But they really kept praising her, and their praises were basically the same, which made her as embarrassed as she could be.
Occasionally, she would receive some unusual and strange compliments like "Two kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed", but she really couldn't bear it.
"Girl, are you standing at the door and waiting for the wind?" Old Mrs. Bai said to Song Qingci.
Song Qingci: "...You are joking, old man."
Old Mrs. Bai asked someone to add a seat next to her.
Mr. Fu San looked up.
The little girl's face was slightly red, not sure if it was because she was cold or shy. She stood at the door hesitating, as if she didn't want to come in.
He wanted to avoid it, but he didn't expect that Old Lady Bai would call someone over.
This is probably fate.
Mr. Fu San smiled at her and nodded slightly.
"Come on, don't be so shy. It's me, an old guy, who wants to thank you, not do anything to you."
After hearing what Old Lady Bai said, Song Qingci could only go in with a smile.
"You're welcome."
"Come and sit down."
Song Qingci felt that Old Lady Bai had supreme authority, so he sat down next to her obediently and greeted everyone one by one.
This is truly a desperate situation for people with social anxiety.
Can she still make it this New Year?
Especially when Old Lady Bai asked someone to replace the wine glass with a bowl and fill it with wine, Song Qingci became even more panicked.
She waved her hands repeatedly: "I can't, I can't drink."
"Why, drinking will reveal your true colors?" Old Lady Bai didn't buy her rhetoric. "We women are just as good as men in every way, including drinking. If you don't believe me, just ask those old men. Who dares to drink with me?"
She pointed to the next table.
The old men at the next table did not dare to accept the challenge. Instead, they smiled and complimented Mrs. Bai on her drinking capacity.
Song Qingci: "You are so amazing! I can't do that. How can I compare with you? If I drink a sip of wine, I will have to crawl under the table today. It's New Year's Day, please don't embarrass me."
Before Old Mrs. Bai could say anything, Mr. Fu San stood up.
"Auntie, she really can't drink. I'll toast you a glass on her behalf."
Everyone in the mountain, regardless of age or status, calls her "Auntie".
Mrs. Bai said, "What does it have to do with you if we women drink? Sit down."
Song Qingci didn't know why, but he wanted to laugh after hearing this.
I didn't expect that there are still people who dare to challenge the Third Master.
"She got a rash on her body after drinking. It's no joke." Mr. Fu San said again.
Song Qingci widened his eyes.
As expected, he is the Third Master!
His brain worked so fast that before she could react, he had already made up a lie that sounded reasonable.
It is for this reason that the relationship between the two people seems to be too close.
Is it something that Mr. Fu San should know about, such as getting a rash from drinking alcohol?
No, she couldn't let the ambiguity continue to ferment, otherwise she would probably be too embarrassed to stay.
Song Qingci felt that his little brain was working quite quickly.
She said quickly: "I have been like this since I was a child. Third Master watched me grow up when I was a child."
Everyone: ???
Old Lady Bai glared at Song Qingci. "How old are you? How old is he? He's six years older than you. He's watched you grow up? I'm not senile yet!"
"It's true, it's true." Song Qingci said with certainty, "My mother and Third Master have known each other for a long time and are friends."
"If I were your mother, I'd come here and scratch his face. She entrusted her daughter to him, and he did such a beastly thing to you."
Song Qingci felt that the more he explained, the worse the situation became.
She said weakly: "No, no, Third Master didn't do anything beastly to me..."
Poor Third Master.
And she swore to God, this was definitely not her intention.
Mr. Fu San's expression was indifferent, and he obviously didn't take these things to heart.
"Look at you, you're not young anymore, after the New Year..."
"Twenty-two." Song Qingci weakly stretched out two fingers.
Under the pressure of Old Lady Bai, she felt like a trembling little chicken, even worse than Gungun.
"When I was twenty-two...I didn't want you to be so stupid. When I was twelve I knew that men were reliable and sows could climb trees."
"Don't mention it. I've actually seen a pig climb a tree, but... I don't know if it was a sow." Song Qingci smiled awkwardly.
She was complaining in her heart, can we change the subject?
able!
If you don’t change, I will!
"The ribs are stewed so tender today, please eat more."
Old Mrs. Bai glared at her again, "You are so useless!"
"If I had any potential, I wouldn't be forced to the mountain by others, right?" Song Qingci said in a low voice.
I've already exposed my own scars. Wouldn't it be impolite to continue talking about it?
Please spare me!
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