The Zhang family stuffed all the edible things on the table into their stomachs or bosoms in the posture of sweeping the fallen leaves in a strong wind. They ate all the food on the table in less than a quarter of an hour.
Not to mention Zhou Daliang and Zhou Dahong who were in charge of serving food and steamed buns, even Fang Shi and the others who were secretly watching this way in the kitchen were all stunned.
Fang thinks that she has been in the old Zhou's house long enough, among other things, she spent a year in the old Zhou's house anyway.
She has visited all the relatives of the old Zhou's family who are leaving, but she never remembers such a person.
Fang swallowed her saliva, and asked He who was beside her, "Sister-in-law three, this, Zhang's family is grandma's natal family?"
Mrs. He glanced out, and said in a low voice, "You'll get used to it after watching it a few times, and you'll just avoid them when you see them in the future."
"Eating in such a hurry, will you hiccup?" Fang asked uncertainly.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, several members of Zhang's family hiccupped over there, but they seemed to be used to it and didn't care. Instead, they looked around and shouted, "Why are there no steamed buns or food? The person serving the food How did you get on?"
Zhou Dahong stepped forward immediately, "The dishes to be served on each table are fixed, and so are the steamed buns. I've added an extra basket of steamed buns for you. If you don't believe me, look at the baskets on other tables."
The Zhang family looked subconsciously and found that the basket on the fifth table was one less than theirs.
Zhou Dahong curled his lips and said: "Last year was a disaster year, and this year everyone's life is difficult. The food for each table is fixed, and you are still hiccupping and still not full."
"We ate the baby and haven't eaten yet."
"Then take out the steamed buns in your arms and give them to the children to eat."
Boss Zhang subconsciously covered his chest.
The Zhang family began to curse, Zhou Dahong put the serving tray on the table heavily, and the young people sitting on the side table stood up in unison, staring at them with piercing eyes.
Hmph, just as the gangsters in Qili Village are made of mud
In the past three years, they were the number one figures who dominated Qili Village!
Of course, now most of them have married and become the fathers of their children!
Either holding the child, or Zhang's family who were not young were all quiet for a moment, and then sat down again without saying a word.
Satisfied, Zhou Dahong snorted and said, "We're going to close the table, let's make way, let's make way."
These words are very rude, at least no one will treat guests like this.
Pianzhang's family has always been bullying and fearful, so they dare not speak out at this time.
Zhang Laoer looked around to try to reason with old Zhou, but found that the couple who were still in the mourning hall had disappeared, and the cousins and nephews sitting on both sides seemed to be embarrassed because they couldn't see them.
Zhang Laoer got angry, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to reason with them, but his grandson came in from outside, grabbed his clothes and said, "Grandpa, grandpa, there are a lot of food outside."
Zhang Laoer narrowed his eyes, and followed him to the gate. As soon as he went out, he saw at least twenty tables set up along the road ahead, each with steamed buns and vegetables. The way of eating is the same as in the war just now, they all eat while talking.
Zhang's second child saw Uncle Qian with sharp eyes!
He squinted his eyes, turned and went back to his elder brother.
At this time, it was past noon, and the people in the old Zhou family were hungry, so Uncle Lai asked his son to inform the filial sons and grandsons who were guarding the spirit to eat first.
Zhou Dalang and the others went to the kitchen to get a few steamed buns to chew on. Man Bao stood among the tall and burly brothers, already reaching their chests, and a steamed bun was stuffed in her hand.
Fang gave her a spoonful of vegetarian dishes, and specially explained: "Sister-in-law said, you are not allowed to eat meat."
Man Bao nodded understandingly, and asked, "Then shall we still observe the filial piety for three years?"
"Cough cough..." Not to mention Wu Wulang and others, even Zhou Dalang choked, and quickly poured himself a sip of water: "No, no, if you don't want to eat meat, just abstain for three or four days."
In fact, there are not so many people in the countryside. Lao Zhou didn't think about it at first, because even when his parents died, he didn't shy away from it.
At that time, if he could find a piece of meat from the leftover meals at home, his sadness would be lessened, let alone he would not eat meat on purpose.
After reading the book, last night the big head asked with a worried face if their family would not eat meat for three years, and if Uncle Wu would not be able to marry a wife for three years...
It was the first time Zhou Dalang and Xiaoqian heard such a statement, so they were both stunned.
Generally, marriage and banquets are not allowed. Isn't this only the emperor's father who is dead, and the county magistrate stipulates that they should not do it
In fact, they did it in the countryside, but no one reported it, and the county magistrate didn't even know about it, let alone the emperor's father who didn't know where he was.
So when the old emperor died, even though there were rules against marriage and banquets, during festivals, everyone should still eat meat, drink wine, and kiss each other...
Man Bao scratched his head, and suddenly realized, "I see, the book is written about parents, this is our uncle, so it is different."
The six brothers felt complicated when they heard this, and their eyes also became complicated. Zhou Zhoulang hesitated and said: "Man Bao, why don't you try not to eat meat for three years?"
Zhou Zhoulang patted him on the head: "Don't come up with ideas, what if Man Bao is sick? It's so easy for her family to raise her like this."
Man Bao also touched his chubby stomach, hesitated and said: "I heard that the emperor only observes the filial piety period for three months, and one month is considered a year."
"That's right, you are a fairy. Isn't it a day and a year for a fairy?" Zhou Zhoulang said: "You might as well keep it for three days, it will be regarded as three years."
Man Bao asked, "Why don't you keep it as long as I keep it?"
Zhou Dalang said: "We guard together, that is our uncle, we should be filial in the first place."
"Okay!" Man Bao nodded seriously, "Let's guard together."
While talking, Zhang Lao Er rushed in from the outside, saw Zhou Dalang brothers holding steamed buns in their hands, and there seemed to be many more in the kitchen behind him, his eyes flashed slightly, and people were about to squeeze in Go, "Da Lang, what are you doing hiding here, my cousin can't find you..."
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Zhoulang immediately stood in front of Zhang Lao Er, and Zhou Zhou Lang cooperated tacitly with the half-eaten steamed buns in his hand. Helping him outside, he smiled and said, "Second Cousin, if you don't tell me, I'm going to find you too. I was just about to whisper something to you. Do you still remember the food you borrowed from our family a few years ago?"
Zhang Laoer froze and said, "When, why don't I know?"