As he spoke, he smiled, took out his phone, and opened Alipay, WeChat, and bank transfer. "Brother Fa Gui, any of these are fine. I know you earn a lot of money every year, it's embarrassing to carry a wallet!"
Li Fagu; "…………………………"
Oh my god, what has this pillar been through in the past ten years? How come it's getting smarter and smarter?
Li Fagui took out his phone and painfully transferred 500 yuan. However, Zhu Zi looked a little unhappy. Why was it only 500 yuan? He thought it was 50,000 yuan!
Li Fagu: [“50,000? You must be living in a dream. If it weren’t for that bit of brotherhood from before, he would have turned around and left.”]
Ma Lihua stood aside and watched. Since her father had already given them money, they no longer needed to do it secretly.
The banquet will begin at six o'clock.
The group found seats and sat down. Ma Hehua quietly asked, "Mom, should we get some to go?"
“No need, we’re in the city now, and this food isn’t even as good as what your dad and the others cook.” Ma Linghua was a little disapproving.
Sure enough, Ma Lihua felt that her grandmother was getting a little too cocky. If they were still in Black Wind Village, this whole table of food probably wouldn't even be enough to pack up.
As soon as it was time to eat, the sound of suona horns filled the air. It was getting dark, but there were lights all around, and the lights swayed in the wind.
The mourning hall was filled with weeping. Ma Hehua ate with gusto, her mouth greasy, and the three members of the Ma family finished off the entire table of food. Li Fagui covered his face, numbly watching everyone holding a pair of chopsticks.
That's outrageous! Gone in an instant, were they reincarnated from starving ghosts?
"The food at the banquet is still the best; it has that eerie, gloomy smell," Ma Hehua said to her mother.
"Yes! This kind of food is still the best." Ma Linghua agreed.
"It's just a bit too salty. It would be better if you added less salt." Ma Lihua thought it was a bit too salty.
Those around; "……………………"
We didn't even get to taste it! Have some decency!
So, Zhu Zi was called over and another table was set up for those who hadn't eaten yet. But this was a continuous feast, and the three members of the Ma family left the table as soon as they finished eating, their figures instantly disappearing into the crowd.
At this moment, the rain intensified, the village dogs began to bark, and the shed erected in Zhu Zi's courtyard swayed in the wind.
By seven o'clock, it was completely dark, and most of the villagers had left, with only a few still cleaning up the dishes.
Ma Linghua and her three companions arrived at a crooked tree in Daohua Village. In the distance, it seemed as if a white rope was hanging from the crooked neck.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
