Jiang Anping kept on chattering.
"I'm Jiang Sui's biological father. It's fine if they don't offer me tea, but why don't they let me sit at the main table to eat?! Are they asking me to get out? This is outrageous!"
He repeatedly mentioned his own identity, trying to use seniority to condemn everyone.
But the noise around was so loud that the noise of the Jiang family members talking seemed like the buzz of mosquitoes.
The sounds of children laughing and playing were especially loud.
Jiang Anping yelled for a long time but no one paid any attention to him. He was so angry that his mouth was almost crooked.
Jiang Sheng's stomach growled like thunder, and he couldn't help but tug at his sleeve first.
"Dad, don't worry about whether it's the main table or not. Let's find a place to sit down first, otherwise there won't be any seats left."
Jiang Anping then shut his mouth in dismay and was about to settle for the next best option and sit down at the table next to him.
However, by the time they came to their senses, Song Sixen's comrades-in-arms and educated youth had already filled up the tables on both sides.
The other people in the village were faster than each other and occupied all the other tables in the blink of an eye.
There were just the right number of places, with only a group of people from the Jiang family left standing.
The chef who was passing by and saw this scene was almost laughing to death.
"It's impossible to open a separate table for you. Since you are here, just stand aside and eat."
The Jiang family felt greatly insulted and were so angry that they were about to explode, but no one was willing to leave.
They also wanted to ask Jiang Sui for mercy again.
But when they got closer, Jiang Sui and Song Sichen had already finished their toast.
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