Zhuxi Village became lively.
In particular, the women in Zhuxi Village who were responsible for cooking were all busy around the stove.
The man in the village responsible for preparing the main dishes was chopping beef on the cutting board with a cleaver in his hand.
The yellow oxen that were mooing just moments before were turned into beef and thrown into a large pot.
Wang Tiezhu, the head chef in charge of Zhuxi Village, shouted instructions on cooking.
The bustling scene was self-evident.
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After a flurry of activity by the villagers, all the food was ready by 7 p.m.
Wang Dabiao's yard was filled with tables, some of which were even placed on the roadside because there wasn't enough room for them.
The food was carried to the tables by the younger generation of Zhuxi Village, one tray at a time.
According to rural customs, an important banquet should have eight dishes: one bowl of eggs, one soup dish, one cold dish, and the rest are meat dishes.
This time, Niu Dachun only held a meeting and did not strictly follow the customs, but it was still a table of delicious food with excellent color, aroma and taste.
Several children in the village were already eating with their mouths full of oil, while their parents scolded them for being impolite.
After these battles, Niu Dachun has established a very high level of prestige in Zhuxi Village. Although Niu Dachun is no longer the village chief of Zhuxi Village, he has become the candidate for village chief in everyone's hearts.
The Niu Dachun family was also seated at the head of the table.
At this moment, Niu Dachun suddenly stood up, walked to the front, and spoke to the villagers.
"I think everyone must be very curious today about why I organized this meeting."
Upon hearing Niu Dachun's words, the villagers all looked at him and stopped eating.
The villagers whispered among themselves, speculating about the origins of Zhang Daonian and Zhang Qing'er, who were sitting with Niu Dachun.
"Next, please let me introduce Master Zhang, the successor of the Zhang Family Eight Fist of Yunxi, and his daughter Zhang Qing'er."
"Let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Mr. Zhang and his daughter to the stage."
After Niu Dachun finished speaking, thunderous applause rang out in the courtyard, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Daonian and Zhang Qing'er.
Amidst the gazes of the crowd and thunderous applause, Zhang Daonian and Zhang Qing'er walked onto the stage, looking embarrassed.
Upon seeing Zhang Qing'er, Guihua and Yingchun, who were standing next to Niu Dachun, looked at her with curiosity, their eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions.
Especially Sister Guihua, who was filled with melancholy, felt as if someone else had stepped in front of her.
However, the other villagers were more concerned about why Zhang Daonian and his daughter were in Zhuxi Village.
Niu Dachun on the stage quickly answered the villagers' guesses.
Niu Dachun said.
"Master Zhang came to our Zhuxi Village today to open a martial arts school and teach everyone martial arts, completely free of charge!!!"
As soon as Niu Dachun finished speaking, all the villagers showed a surprised expression.
He stared blankly at Zhang Daonian on the stage.
"Open a martial arts school in Zhuxi Village?"
"And it doesn't even cost money?"
"I can't believe there's such a good thing."
"My God, am I going to become a martial arts master?"
Several villagers began to daydream.
"Da Chun, you're not kidding, are you? Master Zhang is really going to open a martial arts school in Zhuxi Village?" Niu Dawu looked at Niu Dachun in disbelief.
“Brother, I’m not joking, and this is my intention,” Niu Dachun said with a serious expression.
"I think we all know that a lot has happened in our Zhuxi Village these past few days."
"The tragic deaths of the Ma family, the murder of Fourth Master..."
Upon hearing this, the villagers of Zhuxi Village turned pale and fell silent.
Yingchun, sitting in the audience, wore a distressed expression.
Niu Dachun clenched one fist, lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice.
"And all of this is because of me."
"It was all because of me that Ma Fu and the Fourth Master died."
Upon hearing Niu Dachun's accusations, Yingchun stood up excitedly and said...
"no!!!"
"It's not Brother Dachun's fault, those bad guys killed my grandfather!!!"
The villagers below the stage also comforted Niu Dachun.
“Da Chun, this is not your fault. If you have to blame someone, you can only blame the unfairness of this world, which always makes honest people get bullied.”
"If it weren't for you, Da Chun, we'd still be being suppressed by those two bullies, the village chief and Wang Dabiao, and we wouldn't be able to turn our lives around."
"Yes, yes, Da Chun, if it weren't for you, my family's land would still be occupied by the village chief."
The villagers below the stage became more and more agitated and angry as they spoke, and the courtyard was filled with noise.
"Quiet!!!"
"Quiet!!!"
"Everyone, quiet down!!!"
Niu Dachun shouted from the stage.
Upon hearing Niu Dachun's words, the villagers immediately fell silent.
Niu Dachun continued.
"So you have to be strong yourself to succeed."
"As long as we have the skills, no one will dare to bully us."
"That's why I invited Master Zhang over. I hope to develop our village into a village where people practice martial arts."
"My idea is that everyone works at the village's mine during the day and goes to Master Zhang's martial arts school to practice martial arts in the evening."
"Of course, people may feel that working in the mine during the day is tiring, and at night they just want to rest."
"So in order to ensure that everyone has enough time to practice martial arts after working at the mine, my mine strictly adheres to an 8-hour workday and has weekends off."
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