Chen Wang turned around and went into the kitchen.
The guests were eating, drinking, laughing and chatting, when suddenly someone started talking about Chen Wang's uncle.
"By the way, Awang's uncle and his family didn't come?"
“No one was seen.”
"Nonsense, don't you know how that family has been doing in the past two years? How dare you come here?"
"Oh! That's really a bit too much. I remember when Awang's parents were still alive, the family's attitude was completely different."
"The family is snobbish! Awang's father is an expert in collecting herbs in the mountains, and his family has benefited from it in the past. I didn't expect them to be so cruel."
"Fortunately, Awang's wife is a good person and has managed to get through these two years."
"Who says it's not true? If I were Awang, I wouldn't forgive that family either."
…
The guests were talking about it, and most of them were on Chen Wang's side.
Some of them did not consider that they were not much different from that family.
Almost half of the people who came to the pig-killing banquet were related to Chen Wang's family, and none of them had taken the initiative to help in the two years since Chen Wang's parents passed away.
Although every family is poor these days, this is not an excuse.
The world is cold and indifferent, and this is fully reflected in these people.
In fact, Chen Wang did not want to deal with some of these hypocritical people. The reason why he held this pig-killing banquet was, as Lin Xiuqin considered, to help this family stand up again in the village.
Furthermore, through these things, a part of his soul from more than 40 years later can be integrated into this era faster and better.
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