Mrs. Qian looked straight ahead and never even glanced at Zhao Ruxin and her family, but they felt very uneasy and wanted to escape immediately.
They can’t stay here any longer, absolutely can’t stay here any longer, can they leave?
He didn't expect Zhao Dashu to be so influential in the county now. He knew almost all the people who came, but he also didn't want to see them again.
Wang Shi didn't think so. Embarrassment was worth nothing. Now was her best chance to get close to the noble lady. "Master, how can Dashu take care of so many nobles by himself? How about you go up and help?"
Zhao Dawen didn't want to pay any attention to her. If she wanted to embarrass herself, she could go by herself. He didn't want to go over there. It's not like she didn't see him just now. She just walked past him as if he was dead, pretending not to want to see him.
Why would he want to stick to someone else's cold butt?
Over the years, I have been clear about the twists and turns involved. These friendships are all fake. Once you fall into poverty, these people will avoid you like locusts.
The same goes for Zhao Dashu. He'd better pray that his life will be smooth.
The villagers sitting in the yard no longer dared to chat, let alone throw the melon seed shells on the ground. They all sat stiffly with their postures straight.
The head of the Zhao clan, Wan Yu, regretted it. He knew that Zhao Dashu had hooked up with the county magistrate, but he didn't expect that Zhao Dashu was so familiar with the county magistrate.
Look at the gifts people gave him today, oh!
The villagers were all stunned. Old Sow Village had truly been honored today. Someone they'd never met before was actually sitting in the same courtyard with them, chatting animatedly with their village's renowned "bullshit."
Emma!
The family with a second-rate kid decided not to scold his own kid anymore, thinking that he might become successful one day.
Zhao Dayong didn't even have the courage to look at those people. He now felt inferior and discouraged.
Dazhuzi's mood was changeable. He glanced at Xiao Lei who was standing next to Zhao Dashu and helping to entertain the guests.
Looks can kill, and Xiao Lei felt as if his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows at this moment.
If it weren't for his parents' coquettish behavior and the support of his grandparents, it would most likely be him who is standing next to his uncle now...
They delayed his life!
"Dad, how are we going to arrange the banquet later?"
A few more masters and ladies left on the pretext of being busy at home (in fact, they didn't want to eat in the same yard with the villagers), and there were about 10 left, a few short of a table.
Including Dad and Xiao Lei, there are still four more. Who will fill these four vacancies?
"We can only come according to our generation and status."
Zhao Xiaoyu also thought so.
"The clan leader, the eldest uncle, the second uncle, and the village chief. The clan leader's grandmother must be there, and the village chief's wife, the eldest aunt, and the second aunt, who do you choose?"
"The village chief's wife has to be here. Your eldest aunt knows those people and can probably chat with them. But forget about your second aunt, there's no room for her."
"become."
The companions were chosen, Zhao Dashu went to tell a few people, and Song went to notify the people at the ladies' table.
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