The Song family set up three tables for the banquet.
The people from the excrement collection team not only come by themselves, but also bring their families with them.
For example, Wang Chuang brought his children and mother, and Qin Sijun brought his wife and daughter.
Qin Sijun's wife is Xue Lin. Although she is in her forties and has experienced the hardships of being sent down to the countryside for reform, she is still graceful and charming. It can be seen that she was a great beauty when she was young.
My daughter is Qin Xueqing, she is fourteen years old this year. She inherited the good looks of her parents, with an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, and short, shiny black hair.
As soon as Qin Xueqing saw Lin Wanjun, she rushed over with a smile.
"Sister, my dad has mentioned you many times in his heart!"
Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, and she held Lin Wanjun's arm tightly, with a look of love on her face.
"Sister, you're so beautiful!"
Lin Wanjun rubbed the top of Qin Xueqing's head and said with a smile: "Xiaoqing is pretty too. Here, sister will give you a good gift!"
As she spoke, she took out a brand new army green schoolbag from the room and gave it to Qin Xueqing.
Qin Xueqing couldn't hide her joy.
This was the schoolbag she wanted most, but she didn't dare ask for it for fear of embarrassing her mother.
Even though her eyes were full of surprise, Qin Xueqing still did not reach out to take it, but looked at her mother Xue Lin.
Xue Lin looked at her husband. It was obvious that Qin Sijun was the backbone of this family.
Qin Sijun smiled and said, "Take it. She's your sister, you're welcome!"
Hearing this, Qin Xueqing took the schoolbag with a happy face, hugged it tightly in her arms and stroked it, and was reluctant to put it down.
Xue Lin held Lin Wanjun's hand, her eyes full of gratitude.
"Lao Qin mentioned you many times in her letters. She said that if she hadn't met you, she would have died long ago. Xiaolin, you are our family's benefactor."
Lin Wanjun could never bear the identity of "benefactor".
Wang Chuang, holding his daughter, came over and said casually, "We're all family in the dung-pulling team. Why are we being polite? Look at me. I always ask Xiaolin for things with confidence."
"Let's not talk about the distant past, just talk about the pork fat that Xiaolin gave me. Oh, my mother was so excited that she lit a fire to boil the lard overnight. This morning, we had rice mixed with lard."
Wang Chuang's daughter cried out in a baby voice, "Lard rice is delicious."
Everyone was amused and the atmosphere became more relaxed.
The women were busy in the kitchen, and the men were not idle either. Some were setting the table, some were moving the stools, and the children were sitting on the warm kang eating candy and reading picture books.
Li Yuetang tried her best but could only make four dishes. After all, the ingredients and conditions were limited.
Lin Wanjun was not in a hurry at all.
She found an excuse to send everyone out, took out the ready-made meat and vegetables from the space, heated up what needed to be heated, re-fried what needed to be fried, and arranged what needed to be plated...
Song Lingyi was greedy and would sneak into the kitchen to eat from time to time.
Every time she went in, she saw more delicious dishes, and they were all hard dishes that required time and effort to prepare.
Fortunately, she was focused on eating, so Lin Wanjun stuffed her mouth with a few pieces of meat.
As it was getting dark, the food was served.
There was all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and the whole house was filled with the aroma of meat. The children were drooling with greed and couldn't wait to sit on the stools, waiting for the adults to come to the table and start the meal.
The children sat at one table, the women sat at one table, and the men sat at one table. The room was bustling with activity.
"One more person is missing!"
Lin Wanjun had just finished dividing the chopsticks when she suddenly spoke.
"Who's missing? Everyone's here, right? Look, that taciturn Shi Kai is sitting in the corner grinning like an idiot!"
Wang Chuang pointed at Shi Kai and said.
Qin Sijun smiled without saying anything, just looking at Lin Wanjun.
Lin Wanjun said, "We're still missing Principal Wei. Zhan Jin, go over there and invite Principal Wei to come have New Year's Eve dinner with us!"
"Why did you ask him to do that? How did he bully you in the first place?"
Wang Chuang shouted loudly.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just the Dong Yingying incident. Wei Yifu's actions were dishonest. Seriously, every time I think about it, I feel so sorry for you. It's such a bully!"
Qin Sijun punched Wang Chuang on the back.
"Alright, you're the only one who talks too much! Shut up and listen to what Xiaolin has to say."
Lin Wanjun said, "Yes, Principal Wei was indeed unfair in many things. I was angry and dissatisfied at first, but after Uncle Qin and my father took over his job, I realized how difficult it was for him to be in that position."
"To consider the overall situation, one must sacrifice the interests of individuals. Unfortunately, I became that individual."
Wang Chuang was unconvinced and said, "There are over a hundred people in the cadre school. Why can't we sacrifice the interests of others? Anyway, I don't care. I just think he is bullying you!"
Lin Wanjun looked at Qin Sijun with a smile.
"Uncle Qin, you've been in charge of the cadre school for so long, so please tell me about it."
Qin Sijun cleared his throat and said, "From a personal perspective, I'm very angry with Wei Yifu, but from a big picture perspective, I understand him..."
At the end of his speech, Qin Sijun looked at Lin Wanjun with admiration.
"Junjun's awareness is beyond the reach of most of you. Given time, she will definitely achieve something!"
Soon, Song Zhanjin helped Wei Yifu into the house.
Ever since Wei Yifu was injured, his legs and feet have become less flexible. He limps and is completely dependent on crutches.
Today is New Year's Eve. He ate dumplings stuffed with pork and radish in the cafeteria. The dumpling wrappers were made of white flour and the dumpling filling was full of meat aroma.
Everyone was eating dumplings and muttering Lin Wanjun's name, and Wei Yifu heard it clearly.
He knew that Lin Wanjun was preparing a reunion dinner and wanted to get together with the people from the dung-collecting team. He didn't expect that he would be invited, so he went to bed early and lay in the cold quilt listening to the sound of firecrackers outside.
When Song Zhanjin lifted the door curtain and explained his purpose, he burst into tears for no reason.
"Principal Wei, please sit down!"
Lin Wanjun stepped forward and personally helped Wei Yifu sit in the upper seat next to Qin Sijun, and added more bowls and chopsticks for him.
Wei Yifu looked at Lin Wanjun and said in a hoarse voice after a while, "Xiao Lin, I'm sorry!"
He had been proud and conceited his entire life, and even when he did something wrong, he never looked back or bowed his head, except for this time...
Perhaps, he is old and no longer has the vigor and vitality of his youth.
Lin Wanjun smiled, filled Wei Yifu's glass with wine, and also took a glass for herself.
"Principal Wei, forget about that. Come, everything is in the wine!"
She clinked glasses with Wei Yifu, and just as she was about to drink it all, Song Zhanjin snatched it away.
"Is it your turn to drink? You're in charge of talking, and I'm in charge of drinking. We have a clear division of labor!"
After saying that, Song Zhanjin raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
With this opening, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
The children, who had been eating steamed buns for a year, were so excited that their eyes turned red when they saw a table full of fish and meat.
The children didn't even have time to talk. They picked up their chopsticks and ate with relish. They looked so satisfied.
Lin Wanjun sat with the female relatives to eat and chat, and naturally, they talked about having children.
"Hey, Junjun, you and Zhan Jin have been married for more than half a year. When are you planning to have a baby?"
Someone brought up this topic, and immediately, dozens of eyes fell on her.
Song Zhanjin's eyes were blazing with excitement and anticipation, while Shi Kai's expression was gloomy as he lowered his head to drink. The difference between sadness and joy was particularly clear...
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