Sponsor temple fairs
On the evening of the 30th, two large round tables were placed one after another, and each table was filled with plenty of dishes.
The big plate of chicken that Qin Yu liked was shining with oil under the light, and the potato cubes, which were also shining with oil, were emitting wisps of steam and a soul-stirring aroma.
Next to it is a bowl of old hen soup with green broth and firm meat. It is equally delicious, emitting an enticing aroma waiting for everyone to taste.
In addition, braised fish and fried hairtail have been added this year. Especially hairtail, which is a new product on the market in the past two years. Hu Yufeng had it once at a banquet and couldn't forget it. Yang Xiu was a clever person, and after eating it a few times he figured out how to make it. This year he fried it in the same way and it tasted really good.
Braised pig's trotters, braised pork offal, fried shrimp with twisted dough sticks, pan-fried tofu, pork stewed with vermicelli, spicy beef tendon, spicy chicken feet, pork belly, stir-fried lettuce...
The sight of each dish dazzled everyone and their stomachs growled.
In the face of absolute strength, no one would say anything to spoil the fun. The dark sky outside made the atmosphere inside the house even warmer.
Everyone was in their seats, the adults raised their glasses and the children raised their drinks, and they drank them all in one gulp with a "cheers".
After eating and drinking, in the end, the men gathered together to drink and brag, and the women gathered together to chat.
The children also divided into groups.
The youngest child, Qin Shu, is already eleven years old and is no longer at the age of playing with cats and dogs. Seeing that his parents are busy, he enthusiastically invites Qin Zhu, Qin Sen and Qin Yu to play poker.
In the past few years, Qin Sen's relationship with his brothers and sisters has been neither good nor bad. He has been in this family for 7 years, and Qin Gang has been away from home for 8 years. After eight years, the brothers Qin Shu and Qin Zhu can hardly remember what their cousin Qin Gang looked like. The quarrels they had in their childhood are now a dark history that cannot be erased.
The oldest, Qin Fang, is already eighteen years old. During the years when she was not in school, she stayed at home to help her mother with cooking and housework. She has become a down-to-earth and steady girl. Now she is leading Qin Qian and Qin Ling, who are of similar age, to study new patterns with silk threads.
In this era, as soon as a girl turned seventeen or eighteen, a matchmaker would come to her house to ask questions. Several of Qin Fang's classmates got married, and Qin Fang knew that she might not stay at home for long, so she started preparing her dowry with her mother.
Coincidentally, Liu Rong also mentioned Qin Fang's marriage. Although she and Li Lanhua did not get along, she had to admit that the three children were well educated. It just so happened that she had a nephew who was over 20 years old and still single, and Qin Fang had a virtuous personality, so she was a perfect match for him.
She thought it was appropriate, but Li Lanhua felt only disgusted. Liu Rong's sisters are notoriously fierce and crazy. She must have been very desperate to marry her daughter to one of them. The displeasure in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and when he looked up again, he was smiling: "All matters in our family are in the hands of his father. I have asked his father to give you his opinion."
Liu Rong knew that this was an excuse, and just as he was about to ask Qin Wenzheng directly, Hu Yufeng interrupted him: "Don't talk about marriage in the first month of the year. Good things are never too late. Let's talk about it after the first month of the year."
Yang County really has this tradition, so Liu Rong had no choice but to give up.
"Come to think of it, someone asked me to be a matchmaker for Li Chunsheng a few days ago." Chen Xiu Lian quickly turned the subject to other people.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Hu Yufeng paid attention to Qin Fang's expression. Sure enough, when she heard Li Chunsheng's name, Qin Fang's face tensed for a moment, and Hu Yufeng couldn't tell whether the two of them were still doing well. It would be better if it collapsed. With the conditions of that family, I am afraid that even Qin Wenzhen, not to mention the one who truly loves the girl, would not agree to it.
We chatted and laughed until twelve o'clock, when Yang Xiu brought a basin of ribs. Everyone ate one with garlic juice, and the year was over.
…
On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Secretary Gou, who had not been seen for a long time, came to the door happily. Looking at his flattering expression, Hu Yufeng's heart skipped a beat.
Sure enough, as soon as this person opened his mouth, he started begging for alms.
"Big sister, our village can have the good life now, all thanks to you. Everyone's life is getting better and better, and we are happy to see it. You don't know that other villages are so envious that they almost kneel down to their ancestors, but who made their village have no talents like you..."
Hu Yufeng: ...
"Alright, alright, stop flattering me. If you keep praising me like that, I'll be dizzy and have no idea what's going on. We know each other, so just tell me what you want to say."
Secretary Gou paused, his expression serious: "Look at what you said, am I praising you? Everything I said is true."
Qin Wenli, who was passing by, was grabbed by him and said, "Wenli, we are all party members. Party members never tell lies, right?"
Wen Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Uncle, I'm just an activist, how can I be considered a party member?"
"Hey, why don't activists count? Anyone who is close to the Party organization is a good comrade..."
"Okay, let's get down to business. I'm busy." Hu Yufeng interrupted his nonsense.
Secretary Gou scratched his head and smiled brightly: "It's like this, our village is getting better off, so we decided to organize a temple fair on the twelfth day of the first lunar month. By then, all the relatives who should leave will have left, so we will have time to watch a play and have fun."
Hu Yufeng was surprised: "This is a good thing. Why are you hiding it? Oh, are you embarrassed to collect money at the door? What's the matter? Is it based on the number of people or households?"
The last temple fair in Xiaogou Village could be traced back to ten years ago, so Hu Yufeng was a little surprised when he opened his mouth. There is no other entertainment in the countryside these days, and the temple fair is the largest and most popular entertainment activity in the village.
Moreover, the audience of the temple fair is not limited to the village itself. People from nearby villages will also come in groups to join in the fun. This is a good opportunity to increase the popularity of the village.
Generally, when a village holds a temple fair, every household has to contribute money, and the amount is not much, just twenty or thirty yuan. The village will put a red list of those who contribute money. Hu Yufeng didn't care about being on the list, she just wanted to contribute to this lively gathering in her hometown.
Thinking of this, I prepared to pay.
Secretary Gou quickly stopped her and said, "Don't worry, this is what happened. Your family is the most promising family in our village, so you can't be the same as other families, so this..."
"How much?" Lao Gou is a good guy in every way except that he talks in a roundabout way.
Secretary Gou stretched out a finger.
Hu Yufeng probed: "100?"
Secretary Gou shook his head: "One day..."
Seeing Hu Yufeng's small eyes looking at him, Secretary Gou said inexplicably with a lack of confidence: "We have calculated that all the sponsorship money can only be used for four days, so we were wondering if you could sponsor for one day?" Then he tilted his head and made a "1" gesture.
If a child made this action and expression, he would be praised for being cute, but the old man would just say it was an eyesore.
"Tell me the truth, have you contacted the opera troupe?" Hu Yufeng took a deep breath.
"Not yet, I just asked about the price. You know the Qingyuan Qin Opera Troupe, right? I'm going to invite them!"
Of course Hu Yufeng knew about it. Few people in Qingyuan didn't know about it. They even knew the names of the famous actors in the troupe, who they were and how old they were.
"That's not cheap, is it? How much does it cost per day?"
Secretary Gou made a "yeah" gesture again, and Hu Yufeng understood that two hundred was not enough, so the next step was two thousand.
Sure enough, Secretary Gou nodded rapidly.
Hu Yufeng thought about it for a moment and did not give the confirmation directly, but said that she would discuss it with her family.
…
As soon as Secretary Gou left, two children came up to him, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding Hu Yufeng and saying, "Grandma, is there going to be an opera in the village?"
Hu Yufeng smiled and nodded: "Yes, I want to sing an opera."
Hu Yufeng and Secretary Gou were talking quietly, but Qin Yu heard them clearly. He shook his grandmother's arm and said, "Grandma, two thousand is a lot. If you really want to pay, I'll give you my New Year's money. Any extra money is better."
Hu Yufeng looked at the little girl who was younger than her lovingly and said with a smile, "My family is rich, so there's no need for you little kids to worry about us."
After dinner, the family gathered together to discuss whether to sponsor.
What Hu Yufeng didn't expect was that everyone except her and Yang Xiu agreed to sponsor.
Qin Shengtian said excitedly: "Oh my God, our family has this day. If our ancestors knew about this, they would be proud. Sponsor, you must sponsor, I will give you the money."
After saying that, he ran back to his room to look for money.
Qin Wenli was also eager to try: "This is a good opportunity to make the factory famous. When the time comes, sponsorship will be in the name of the factory. I will talk to Murakami and ask him to give us a good location to build a display shed."
Needless to say, the old lady loved watching plays but had no chance to do so. Now she was trembling as she took out money to sponsor.
Hu Yufeng and Yang Xiu stared at each other in amazement. Were they the only ones who felt bad about spending the two thousand yuan?
After a while, Qin Shengtian came up to Qin Wenli holding a coin bag as if presenting a treasure, grinning.
"Wenli, please help count how much money this is...
This stack of money was a mixture of new and old. Some of the notes had folds on the corners, obviously having been carefully smoothed out. The notes were neatly arranged according to their denominations and tied together with a red rubber band. Qin Wenli could not help but take them solemnly.
I counted it carefully twice and it was 460.2 yuan each time.
Qin Shengtian smiled happily, took the money and stroked it lovingly, then handed it to his wife: "Here you go!"
The money was handed over, but his eyes were glued to it and couldn't be taken away.
Qin Yu and Qin Shu also presented their New Year's money to her: "Grandma, each of us has 110 yuan, all for you."
Qin Wenli also counted the old lady's money, a total of 1,300 yuan.
As soon as this number came out, all eyes immediately fell on the hidden wealthy old lady. Qin Shengtian was even more surprised and asked out loud: "Mom, how come you have so much money?"
"It's all the money you gave me during the holidays, but I have no place to spend it, so I save it all."
Qin Shengtian was so jealous that he almost cried. They were both elderly people, so how could the old lady save so much money?
Looking at the pile of money, Hu Yufeng felt troubled. She thought Wenli's suggestion was a good one, so she planned to sponsor it in the name of the factory, but everyone at home seemed so excited that she was afraid she would not be happy if she stopped them from spending the money.
Qin Wenli saw the difficulty on his mother's face, and suddenly had an idea and said, "Mom, how about we each sponsor our own?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Qin Wenli cleared his throat and said, "The factory's sponsorship remains unchanged. My grandma and dad can sponsor for another day in their personal capacity, but it can't be for nothing. How about asking the temple to perform a ritual for my grandpa and ancestors?"
Before Hu Yufeng could say anything, Qin Shengtian clapped his hands and cheered: "Okay, this is good, let's do it this way..."
The old lady couldn't help but think of her husband who passed away young, and her eyes were filled with tears.
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