Chapter 458 Funeral (V)
Old Zhou rubbed his chest and felt less painful. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it..."
The village chief breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Silang puffed out his cheeks, pulled Uncle Lai's son aside to talk, and after a while, Zhou Silang quietly slipped out to find Zhou Daliang and Zhou Dahong.
These two are his good friends, um, commonly known as bad friends, and today they are responsible for serving food to each table.
Basically, whether the dishes on a table are good or not, whether there are enough or not, half depends on them and the other half depends on the kitchen.
Zhou Silang was more familiar with the people in the kitchen because his wife was there.
After a while, Zhou Silang returned and sat down on the mat again. After several people from the Zhang family came in and bowed twice, he also bowed slightly in return.
Zhou Silang secretly curled his lips and snorted in his heart.
There are a total of six tables in the yard. Basically, those who sit in the main yard are those who are close to the Zhou family.
Because it was Zhou Yin's funeral, the relationship should be calculated from Zhou Yin's side. The Zhang family is the first one. After all, it is Zhou Yin's maternal grandfather's family. Even if his uncles are gone, his cousins are still there.
Old Zhou planned to have about four people from the Zhang family, as they lived a bit far away from them. Then there would be those from their own clan who were closer in blood relationship, and then the three uncles from the Qian family.
Although Zhou Yin has no blood relationship with the Qian family, he was raised by the Qian family. When he was young, he recognized the wrong mother and once beat Zhou Dalang because he did not allow him to call his mother "mother".
Although he is smaller than Zhou Dalang, he can beat him until he screams like a ghost.
When he was young, he often went back to the Qian family with Qian Shi, so this position was within the Qian family.
But when the Zhang family arrived, they filled up three tables and still couldn't fill them up. When the Qian family saw this, they left the courtyard and waited outside.
Some members of the clan who were originally scheduled to sit at the table in the main courtyard also withdrew.
Old Zhou couldn't do anything about his in-laws. After all, his brother's body was lying in the hall, and he didn't want to make things too awkward at this time.
But that didn't mean Zhou Silang had no choice. Sure enough, after the Zhang family's talented people finished their memorial service and went to sit at the table, the people who were originally sitting at the fourth table with them were pushed out by a group of young people who came in, "Isn't this Uncle? Why are you sitting here? It's cool under the tree outside. Come on, let me change seats with you..."
"Auntie, your grandson was looking for you just now. So you are here. Come, come, I will take you to find your grandson..."
They pushed all the people at the fourth table outside, and then they ran in and squeezed in. There were quite a few of them, seven or eight young men squeezed in, and almost occupied the entire table.
The Zhang family said dissatisfiedly: "There are too many people here, there is no room for them to sit."
"That's not possible. The table next to us is full, and this table is relatively empty. How about you wait for the last table to eat?"
"You're the last one eating at the table. Whose child are you? Can't you see we're older?"
"Oh, I'm still young, but you don't know how to give way to us younger ones? You're already old and you're still arguing with a bunch of kids like us. Is that right?"
The Zhang family was very angry and asked, "Whose family are you from? Do you sit in this main courtyard?"
"Why can't I sit here? My last name is Zhou, and the person lying in the coffin in the main hall above is my uncle! Do you think I can sit here? I don't even know who you are."
"The man above is our Zhang family's nephew, and his mother is from our Zhang family. Who do you think we are?"
"I haven't heard of you. I've been growing up in Qili Village and I've never seen you."
As they were talking, Zhou Daliang and others came up with dishes and steamed buns. The Zhang family members were so excited when they saw the steamed buns that they started grabbing them before the basket of steamed buns was even put on the table...
Zhou Daliang almost couldn't hold it firmly.
He only had time to yell "Ah, ah, ah" three times before the first basket of steamed buns was snatched away by the Zhang family. Some stuffed one into their mouths, held two in their hands, and another one forcefully stuffed the bun into his mouth while trying to hide it in his arms.
Not only Zhou Daliang, but also the young people at the table who came prepared were stunned.
Zhou Silang, who was sitting in the main hall looking down, glanced at his friends with a look of dismay. Zhou Sanlang saw this and muttered, "How stupid! Who told you to look for them?"
"If not them, who else can we look for?"
"Go find Big Donkey and the others!" Zhou Sanlang gave him a sidelong glance and said, "They can steal things, but they can't eat them. Big Donkey and the others are the best at eating. Otherwise, I can do it too."
Zhou Silang: "...It's too late. We can't change people midway."
Zhou Sanlang also felt a little regretful, "You should have told me earlier, otherwise you could have told my eldest and second brothers."
Zhou Silang: "...I'm afraid you'll scold me."
"Why should I scold you? You are one of our family. What do we have to do after eating?"
Zhou Silang felt that his third brother was a little strange today.
While the two brothers were whispering here, a storm was brewing at the dinner table below.
The young men were successfully inspired to fight by the Zhang family. No matter whether they ate as fast as them or not, they grabbed the steamed buns first, oh, and the dishes on the table.
Zhou Daliang glared at his companions, and after they indicated they were ready, he brought over another basket. This time, he announced loudly, "The food for each table is fixed. Don't fight over it. Everyone will get something to eat..."
He deliberately went around to the side of the young people and put the basket on the table. As a result, the Zhang family members stood up and stretched out their arms to grab it.
This was too much. They didn't get any of the baskets in front. The young men stood up and snatched the basket from Zhou Daliang's hands. Then they grabbed it all. They couldn't hold all the baskets in their hands, so they were very friendly and handed them to the people next to them. Anyway, they didn't want to let the Zhang family take too much advantage.
The Zhang family only grabbed a few steamed buns. They were a little angry and secretly glared at the young men, then started eating the steamed buns in their hands.
In fact, the Zhang family not only competed for food with other guests, but also competed for food with their own family members. The fighting at the other three tables was much more intense than that at the fourth table.
The young people occasionally turned their heads to look at the table in front of them, and they couldn't help feeling scared.
The Zhang family stuffed steamed buns and vegetables into their mouths as if they were risking their lives, occasionally hiding them in their arms. Old Zhou simply turned his head away.
In fact, the Zhang family's financial situation was much better than theirs before, but unfortunately, when it came into the hands of his cousins, the Zhang family's life became more and more difficult.
But Old Zhou doesn’t think that it’s so difficult for them now. It’s really... too embarrassing.
Old Zhou looked at the coffin in the mourning hall without saying a word.
The people in Qili Village also felt that the Zhang family was a disgrace and would rather eat outside than in the main courtyard.
This year, the Laizi family in Qili Village is the one that has the hardest time. Even if the food is mixed with wheat bran, it can still fill their stomachs, so they eat it quickly, but they will not rush to grab it.
After dinner, I still feel like sitting at the table and chatting.
The next update will be around 11pm. It's a bit late, so let's get some sleep first.
(End of this chapter)
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