The little guy's big, dark eyes were full of curiosity as he looked around.
She was laughing so happily in her grandmother's arms.
Yu Chengyuan chatted with them for a while, then asked his wife to chat with them as he went to help in the kitchen.
After he went to the kitchen, he called his parents over to entertain them.
After all, the host family has to entertain the guests.
In the kitchen, several aunties and older women were busily working in an orderly manner, like seasoned generals.
The scene was just like the bustling activity in the kitchen when preparing a grand feast in a TV series.
The water in the big pot bubbled and chuckled merrily, as if singing a joyous song for this happy occasion.
On the chopping board, freshly slaughtered chickens, ducks, fish, and meat were laid out. The aunties wielded their knives swiftly and efficiently.
The ingredients seemed to come alive in their hands, arranged neatly.
In the courtyard, the village men were busy moving wine and food, carrying jars of homemade rice wine and baskets of fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables into the kitchen.
At this moment, the oldest man in the village, Grandpa Pei, walked into the courtyard with steady steps.
Holding a plaque inscribed with the words "Joy of the Birth of a Son" in his hands, he entered amidst a crowd of people.
He is an old scholar, over ninety years old this year, and still in good health.
It is a sign of longevity.
Yu Dazhu quickly went to greet him, "Grandpa Pei, you've arrived, please come in."
"Dazhu, congratulations! I won't give you a red envelope, but I'll write a few words for your family."
The old man said with a smile, his voice still quite loud.
"Thank you, Mr. Pei, you're too kind! Please come in and have some tea."
Yu Dazhu said with a smile.
You should know that ordinary people simply cannot obtain his calligraphy; this is truly a great honor.
This drew envy from the villagers.
Pan Cuiping was in the main room chatting with her in-laws about everyday things.
Liu Jianguo was very outgoing and chatted enthusiastically with the uncles and elders in the village.
It looks perfectly natural.
As the sun slowly rose, villagers came in an endless stream to offer their congratulations.
The children, like cheerful little birds, flitted and played among the crowd, their little mouths constantly munching on sunflower seeds and peanuts, their laughter clear and melodious.
The young wives, dressed in bright new clothes, would occasionally tease Tangtang in the crib.
The crib was placed in the main room, so I didn't hold her all the time.
Everyone praised the child's appearance and complexion, saying, "Look at this child, he's just like his father when he was a child!"
The elderly sat to one side, cracking sunflower seeds and reminiscing about the times when their own children turned one month old, as if those bygone years were right before their eyes.
At noon, the banquet officially began.
The villagers all took their seats.
Her maternal uncles and their families sat at one table, along with her maternal grandparents and her mother.
Yu Chengyuan had his wife, father-in-law, mother-in-law, and father sit at the same table.
Boss Su, Brother Jiang, and several of their cousins also sat at the same table with them.
Everyone else just sat down wherever they wanted.
We've all come from the same family.
That's how banquets are in the countryside; it's all family members who go to drink.
That's just how things are these days.
One after another, dishes that looked and smelled delicious were served on the table.
Braised pork trotters are bright red in color and tender and delicious.
Steamed flatfish is tender, smooth, and melts in your mouth.
The braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens looks glistening and is fatty but not greasy.
There's also the appetizing spicy black bean fish and the numbing and spicy crayfish.
That large pot of fragrant stewed pork ribs was simply mouthwatering.
The men drank and ate meat, the women ate and chatted, and the children ate with their mouths full of oil, praising the food and eating until their bellies were about to burst.
Laughter and cheerful voices echoed in the courtyard, the atmosphere as lively as a burning flame.
When they left, the family gave everyone red eggs, and everyone went home smiling.
Pan Cuiping asked those who helped with cooking and other chores to take some vegetables back with them.
Of course, wages are calculated separately.
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