The Hairpin Flower Banquet is an honor and also a welcome ceremony for students to enter the literati circle. Everyone here either shows off their faces in front of the education officials and the bigwigs in the education field, or they recite poems and compose essays to show off their skills... Even the students sitting at the long table in the corner are trying to make their presence felt. To chase the Legend of the Ancient Sword, you have to be quick.
There was only one person who was not very harmonious during the entire hairpin banquet, and that was Zhu Ping'an, who was sitting at the end of the table. He would taste each dish as it came up. If it tasted good, he would eat more. If it didn't taste good, he would eat less. Anyway, he would just eat, eat, eat... eat in various ways...
While others were reciting poems, composing drinking songs or something, Zhu Ping'an was just eating monotonously. No, he was eating in various ways, eating with big mouthfuls, small mouthfuls, sipping, sucking, gnawing, biting, and pulling...
The people around him looked at him sideways. How could the one who was encouraged by the Supervisor of Education be a foodie? This kid is greedy for food and will never achieve great things in the future. It was a waste of the opportunity to get close to the Supervisor of Education. If it were me, I would naturally take the opportunity to thank the Supervisor of Education for his encouragement and offer him a glass of wine, and then write a poem or a verse to ask the Supervisor of Education to comment on it. In this way, my talent and reputation will surely flourish.
He is really a hopeless person.
Of course, not everyone thinks this way. For example, Wang Jin from Taihu praised Zhu Ping'an a lot. If Zhu Ping'an hadn't been eating too seriously and they were sitting too far away, they would have definitely gone over to get to know him.
The entire hairpin banquet ended in a harmonious atmosphere. The school supervisor gave a few words of encouragement and left. When he passed by Zhu Ping'an's table, he saw the shrimps and crab shells on Zhu Ping'an's table. He couldn't help but twitch his eyes: This young man has a good appetite, which is really enviable...
At this time, it was only 3:00 p.m., and Zhu Ping'an, with a full stomach, slowly returned to the inn.
"Brother Zhu, you are finally here..."
Zhu Ping'an had just gone upstairs when he heard a pig-slaughtering howl, and then saw the fat man Xue Chi jumping out from the corner in tattered clothes, with two tears welling up in his eyes.
Zhu Pingan was shocked by the fat man's outfit. If it weren't for the fat man's voice, Zhu Pingan's first reaction would definitely be to kick him and run away just by seeing such a guy jumping out of the corner.
How come he has become like this after just one day of not seeing him? He feels like he was robbed and then rubbed. However, with a fat guy's looks that infinitely lower the standard of human beings, is there anyone who can throw soap at him? !
"Brother Zhu, why did you come just now..." The fat man jumped out and looked at Zhu Ping'an, with two hot tears on his aggrieved face.
"Stop, what are you doing? Are you trying to experience life or break through yourself?" Zhu Ping'an looked at the fat man with ragged clothes and dirty face. He had no idea how this guy ended up in such a state.
"It's all my dad's fault." When the fat man Xue Chi mentioned his father, his fat face was full of dissatisfaction.
"Did your father beat you?" Zhu Ping'an's eyes twitched.
"No." The fat man shook his head, the fat on his face swung around, "But it's all his fault. You said you just donated a student to me, but you came home and kept humiliating me. He always uses you to humiliate me." When he said this, the fat man looked at Zhu Ping'an with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"What are you talking about? You're thirteen years old, top of the case, etc. He just doesn't like me. He said I can't do anything except eating. Of course I can't admit it. Before I could say a word, he scolded me for being a big shot."
A word is as good as gold
Zhu Ping'an's mouth twitched. How could a word like "nima" be considered an insult
"My father said, 'I say one word and you contradict me nine times. You contradict me nine times for every word I say!' Then he started to criticize me again, saying that you all were invited to dinner by the education official. He said that I only rely on him for a living, and even my mother couldn't stop him. He didn't even think about the fact that he took eighteen years to pass the exam and I passed in only three years. He even scolded me for being incompetent..." The fat man was crying bitterly.
"Just scolding you wouldn't lead to such a behavior?" Zhu Ping'an was speechless.
"Filial piety comes first in everything. I couldn't say anything to him, so I had to go out of town alone to relax, and I didn't dare to go back at night. I woke up early in the morning and had nothing to do, so I thought of going to the mountain to watch the sunrise to broaden my mind. So I climbed a hill and waited for more than an hour, but the sun rose behind me..." The fat man became more and more sad as he spoke.
"It shouldn't be that serious, right?" Zhu Ping'an really admired the fat man, who could even find the wrong direction when watching the sunrise.
"I went down the mountain right after watching the sunrise. I climbed the mountain early in the morning and stayed there for more than an hour. I was already starving, so I thought about finding something to eat. There was no one at the foot of the mountain. I searched for a long time before I finally saw a man selling buns. I bought three buns, but they didn't taste good at all. I couldn't eat more after two, so I asked the seller how much they were. But the guy asked for a high price and even dared to ask for a hundred coins. Of course I refused, so I argued with him. He asked me for a hundred coins for three buns. Why weren't you robbing me?" As the fat man talked about this, you could still see the anger on his face.
"Then what?" Zhu Pingan asked.
"And then, he really robbed me... And then I became like this. When I meet that bastard again, I will make sure he pay. Robbery has fallen on Fatty's head. Brother Zhu, please open the door quickly. People who passed by just now laughed at me several times. Please let me in and give me something to eat. Also, buy me some clothes. I don't dare to go back like this. I don't know how my father will humiliate me if I go back." The fat man wiped his nose and approached the door of Zhu Ping'an's room, urging Zhu Ping'an to open the door.
What a nozuonodie! This is the only thing Zhu Ping'an could say about the fat guy's experience.
Zhu Ping'an opened the door, and the fat man sighed, "A brother meets a brother in need," and slipped in like a stray dog. He was really fed up with the contempt of passers-by. He didn't feel anything when his father scolded him so much, but he felt his soul was tormented and his dignity was lost when they looked at him a few times.
After Zhu Ping'an opened the door, he went downstairs and asked the waiter in the lobby to bring a bucket of hot water to the room. He then ordered two dishes, a soup and two steamed buns and asked the waiter to deliver them all.
After paying the money, Zhu Ping'an went out to the cloth shop where he had trimmed his clothes last time and asked for a large-sized suit. He didn't care whether it fit him or not, as long as it was better than what a fat man could wear.
On the way back to the inn, Zhu Ping'an met his uncle and several other villagers. After not seeing them for a day, it seemed that the heartache of his uncle and other villagers had been soothed by the prostitute.
"Zhi'er, what a coincidence. Uncle was thinking of going to the inn to find you." Uncle Zhu Shouren had regained his former elegance, no longer the loneliness he had when the results were announced.
"Uncle, uncles, have you made preparations for returning home tomorrow?" Zhu Ping'an asked, bowing.
"Uncle is just about to tell you about this. We won't be going back tomorrow for the time being. The day after tomorrow will be the annual flower ranking and flower selection event at Qinhuai River. Uncle and others have been entrusted by others to do our best during this period. We will postpone our return home for a few days." As uncle spoke, a spring-like look on his face.
The other villagers were also in high spirits.
Well
As expected, he is a master of failures. He has rich experience in failures.
You guys recover really fast.
Zhu Ping'an was no longer able to complain about his uncle and others.
"Well, it's just that Ping An is homesick, so I'm going back first." Zhu Ping An bowed and said calmly, "I hope you and the uncles won't mind." (To be continued.)