Daoxiang Village, Xiaguang Town, is located in the southern border of Longguo.
There are endless mountains and flat rice fields here. There is still lingering mist on the clear river surface, which is full of poetic and picturesque scenery.
A bus slowly stopped under a big banyan tree outside the village, and the villagers of Daoxiang Village stood in two rows on the side of the road.
Hua Chengjian had just dragged his disgruntled son out of the car when one of the villagers lit firecrackers, which made a deafening crackling sound.
At the same time, villagers beat gongs and drums, and lion dancers flipped and jumped to the rhythm of the gongs and drums, giving the guests a shocking visual feast.
The city kid had never seen such a situation before, and was about to cry with a pout. Hua Chengjian covered Yangyang's mouth and threatened in a low voice: "Don't cry, or I will leave you here alone. We are welcome to be guests here, so smile!"
He can't laugh now, but you still want him to laugh, woo~
Yangyang was about to cry. Nicholas had already jumped out of the car behind her. He ran over to the villagers and shouted, "Hello! That's so cool! Are there any fireworks left? I love them!"
Lan Yan hurriedly caught up, nodding and shaking hands with the villagers in greeting, "Hello everyone, hey, hey, it's my child..."
Villagers carrying baskets of gifts came forward, and the village chief served tea to the guests who had come from afar. The women grabbed the cakes, candies and fruits from the baskets and stuffed them into the children, showing great enthusiasm.
All four couples of guests got off the bus, but Zheng He stayed in the car to comfort the crying Mai Mai. "Don't cry anymore. Can you go down with Daddy and say hello to the villagers first?"
“Woo-wa-wa-”
"Forget it. I don't care about you anymore." Zheng He quickly got out of the car, shook hands with the village chief, and apologized with a smile.
Mai Mai looked through the car window at her father, who was talking and laughing happily below. Tears welled up in her eyes and she banged on the car window, saying, "I want to go home! I want my grandma! Woo woo~"
Xuanzhou whispered to Bitong: "Finally, I see someone who can cry more than you."
She's been crying all the way, why is her voice still so loud?
Bitong stared at Mai Mai blankly and thought: Should I cry like her? She cried so hard that her nose was covered with snot and she was retching. It doesn't look good. I won't cry next time.
Kuai Kuai glanced at Mai Mai worriedly, asked an aunt for a piece of red bean paste glutinous rice cake, and ran to Mai Mai, "Sister, don't cry, let's go down together, okay? I'll hold your hand and give you this to eat."
"I don't want to, wow - Mom - um."
"Okay then, I won't hold your hand." After saying that, he quickly stuffed the glutinous rice cake into Mai Mai's mouth.
Mai Mai wrinkled her eyebrows and nose, pinched the glutinous rice cake with her dimpled hands, and began to eat it in small bites.
“Isn’t it delicious?”
"Hmm." I just bumped into her tongue.
"There's more down there, shall we go down?"
At this time, Zheng He also came up with two glutinous rice cakes. Knowing that the glutinous rice cakes in his daughter's hand were given by Mai Mai, he asked in surprise: "Kuai Kuai, how did you know she likes to eat glutinous rice cakes?"
"My mom told me that she sent messages to everyone's mom to ask what my brothers and sisters like to eat and what they are allergic to, so that I won't share snacks carelessly."
Zheng He touched Kuai Kuai's head with emotion, "You are so thoughtful."
Children have difficulty digesting glutinous rice if they eat too much, so Zheng He only gave Mai Mai one piece, and he ate the other one in no time.
"Get off the bus, the village chief said he has prepared lunch for us."
The villagers were really hospitable. They prepared chickens, ducks, geese, pork, beef, mutton, fish and meat, which was even more sumptuous than a wedding banquet.
Except for Mai Mai, everyone enjoyed the meal very much.
After Rong Jian took a bite of the chicken, he could tell that it was a free-range chicken raised by the villagers. It had a strong and fragrant chicken flavor, and it was rare to buy authentic chicken in the city.
He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Shi Xirou, who was sitting on a small stool watching them eat. He didn't miss her smacking lips. He stabbed a large chicken drumstick with a stainless steel fork, put it in Bitong's bowl, and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Bitong, give this to your aunt."
Bitong obediently slid down the stool, trotted a few steps, and brought the chicken leg to Shi Xirou's mouth, "Auntie, eat it."
"Thank you, Bitong."
Shi Xin showed an envious expression, looked at Bitong expectantly, and said silently: Bring one for uncle too, uncle likes to eat chicken wings.
Bitong didn't see it. After completing the task, she returned to the stool and started eating in a leisurely manner. Later, she didn't need Rong Jian to remind her. When she found something that suited her taste, she would bring it over with a fork and feed it to Shi Xirou.
My aunt watched them eat but she couldn’t eat herself. It was so pitiful.
Xuanzhou, who realized it later, also followed Bitong to bring delicious food to Shi Xirou.
Shi Xirou felt embarrassed to eat alone, and she hadn't finished the big chicken leg in her hand yet, so she shared the food with the employees around her.
The village chief was very happy to see this. He said in awkward Mandarin, "There's enough food. There's more in the kitchen. Oh, these two kids are so well behaved."
The guests also invited the staff to come to the table to eat together, "You don't need too much food material, just cut a little, everyone come and eat together."
After lunch it was time to choose a house.
The best air-conditioned room No. 1 was quickly drawn, and the worst was a bungalow next to the fish pond, where Yangyang and Hua Chengjian lived together, while Rong Jian and his family lived in the Juren's House, which had been renovated by descendants a few years ago.
After taking an hour’s lunch break to clean the new home, the guests gathered under the big banyan tree.
The fathers were going to draw lots for the afternoon tasks. Because Mai Mai was in a bad mood when she woke up and kept crying, Zheng He held her and comforted her from a distance, and asked the other fathers to draw lots first and leave her alone.
There are only two tasks: two fathers go to pick enough longans, and three fathers go to the fields to harvest rice.
Considering Mao Lifeng's difficulty walking, Rong Jian switched tasks with him and asked him to pick longan.
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