Chapter 268

At more than four o'clock in the morning, the noise began to rise at the foot of the North Mountain in Zhangjia village. Today, the three rooms of Lao Zhang's family, old and young, gathered at Zhang's second and father's house. Just because today is the full moon of their grandson Xiao Ping'an.

The men of Zhangjia are busy cleaning up the snow in the front and back yards, building soil stoves, building tents and carrying tables. Two big stoves in the kitchen were boiling hot. In the kitchen and by the water well, Mrs. Zhang and her women were busy cleaning the dishes and chopsticks borrowed for the banquet, the meat and vegetables needed for the banquet, and they had to prepare steamed Wotou in advance.

Xizi with several older children running errands in and out of the yard, small point of the dazed eyes ran into the house and then went to sleep. The whole Zhangjia courtyard moving sound, washing sound, conversation sound, children's call sound into one.

Zhou Jiao was woken up by some voices after a few minutes. Only her son was sleeping beside her. Zhang Guoqing was no longer seen. Wash gargle good, probe to look outside, scared a jump, not to say not to the big Zhang? So many people. What's going on?

Zhang Guoqing went to the provincial capital early yesterday morning to pick up his mother-in-law and Cheng Lin's guests. He accompanied them to the military area command. After returning to the county, Zhang Guoqing saw that his mother-in-law insisted on staying in the county guest house. After all of them had been arranged properly, Zhang Guoqing accompanied them to the military region. He left in a hurry. As for the mother-in-law, she said there were still eggs to be sent to the village the next day. He didn't listen to it to his heart.

He was too busy to inform the barber and photo studio master, but he didn't stop. Fortunately, the dishes and drinks on the banquet a few days ago have been consulted by the master. As soon as he got home, he was dragged by his father to the village and invited the villagers and the elderly to come to Zhangjia for a drink the next day.

After dinner, Zhang's mother saw that it was dark and every family should have finished their dinner. They were anxious to urge the three brothers to start moving tables and stools to the agreed family. The three brothers ran all over the village. At last, his parents took them to discuss the reception.

Finally lying in bed to sleep for a while, the son woke up. Before he could squint a little longer, there was a movement in the yard. This is more tiring than his marriage. Fortunately, only Ping'an, the eldest son, has such a grand ceremony.

This time, father Zhang spent a lot of money. In addition to the returned eggs and nests, the family also killed a pig a few days ago.

Looking at this posture, Zhang Guoqing has always advocated simplicity, not a dozen tables. After being reprimanded by father Zhang, he faithfully followed his arrangement. It's going to make him do whatever he wants, and be obedient to his father.

Zhang's words are very reasonable. Let him not refute. Zhang Guoqing's uncle and uncle's sons and daughters all came here, and the two tables were crowded. There are also old relatives in the family, two uncles, aunts, aunts, uncles, and several relatives in Zhangjiakou. It is not enough to have one person and two tables in one family. What's more, there are people with children?

With Cheng and Lin, his father and wife, Zhao Dashan and zuolin, there are still people coming to join the party. There are also friends in the village, Zhang Guoqing's brothers, and the old people in the family. They will make jokes without 20 tables.

It's still a little less. If all his iron friends come here, and even the good friends of the bricklayer come, the 50 tables will be uneven. At the beginning, Zhang Guoqing had dozens of tables to get married.

Zhang Guoqing has been moving vegetables and meat to his home these days. When I heard that it was really necessary for 20 tables to be set down, the first thing I thought of was that the whole family began to gnaw corn dregs again.

Zhang's mother looked at him with a worried eyebrow and secretly pulled him to murmur. On the third day of washing, he only washed more than 300 bowls of noodles. Last time a lot of people didn't come, and someone brought a gift. This time, there will be more people, not less people.

Scared, Zhang Guoqing quickly pulled his father to find the master to discuss again. He was relieved when he finally ordered the dishes. It's really more and more noisy.

As the sky gradually became clear, the door of Zhangjia opened, and people came and went. There are several tables in the main room, the main room and the right wing room, which are ready to be filled with tables for the elders and the mother's family, from the front yard to the back yard. The back of the backyard set up a few stove, the master of this meeting has already started with his hands. The cut cold dishes are all put on the wooden frame with wooden boards, and the stove has started to stew and steam.

At about seven o'clock, Lin Lishan took Cheng Lin's sister-in-law and sister-in-law to drive the car, followed by a carriage to the Zhangjia courtyard, followed by three military vehicles, which were Zhao Chuanguang's husband and wife and Zhou Xiaozheng's brothers and wives.

Several cars had just stopped, and they had not unloaded their gifts. Zhao Dashan and his wife, with their youngest son and daughter, stopped outside the gate in a carriage.

Near eight o'clock, left aunt and three female comrades came with bamboo baskets and gift boxes packed in red paper.

The relatives and friends who came to the ceremony came one after another.

At the gate, Zhang Guoqiang and his elder brother Zhang Guofu began to greet the guests from more than seven o'clock. Seeing that it was nearly eleven o'clock, Zhang Guoqiang turned his back and rubbed his face. This morning, his face was numb with laughter. He didn't know how many people didn't arrive. He felt that the 20 tables were pretty bad.

He finally caught Zhang's father, pulled him away from people, and said in his ear, "Dad, how many people are there? I don't think twenty tables are enough. Have you discussed it with Xiao Wu? "

Father Zhang said with a low smile, "ha ha, small five said that five or six tables are enough, and there is no need to prepare more than ten tables. Let him arrange it later. " Then the father and son laughed.Zhang's father reminded him in a low voice, "your uncle, they have quite a few. They will let the guests take their seats first. Be smart and don't leave any guests behind

Seeing his nodding, father Zhang was busy looking for the master, and he had to let him see if he added some hard dishes? Xiaowu has been asking for a simple reduction of influence. He is simpler than Xiaowu wedding wine. But this time, the county and the countryside are all out, and he has to consult the master. Xiao Wu is entertaining the male guest. His wife brings his little girl to return the ceremony, and the big girl accompanies the female guest. He was the only one to arrange for the whole family.

Zhang's mother and her little daughter are in Xizi's study in the East chamber. A room that was once empty is now piled up on the floor. A few days ago, Zhang Guoqing went to yangliutun and ordered 200 small bamboo baskets. A small piece of red paper was pasted on the outside of each small bamboo basket, which just contained a catty of brown sugar, four red eggs and two nests. The small and exquisite bamboo basket looks very delicate and beautiful.

Zhang Meihao widened her eyes and looked at her mother strangely, "Niang, is this too exaggerated? He has two hundred jin of brown sugar. Where did you come from? "

Mother Zhang shook her head. "Ask again. First load the eggs and Wowotou, wait for your elder sister to come, put in the gift money given by others, and write the name on the red paper. Don't make a mistake. "

Zhang Guoqing this time in addition to Cheng Jialin Zhao family, whose gift money are returned, only accept children's clothing. I've told my family in advance. These 200 small bamboo baskets are just in case, for the purpose of filling red envelopes. As for brown sugar, the couple think that the most important thing in the space is brown sugar, or high-quality brown sugar. Now brown sugar is a valuable commodity, just in return.

"Once the gift money is withdrawn, it will be a big loss. In the future, is it not the same as the red envelope in the past? Mother, why don't you persuade them? They don't spend so much money. "

Mother Zhang quickly looked back at the outside, found no one, relieved, glared at her, whispered to her, "you don't understand the way inside. Don't talk nonsense. I'll understand when I go back to listen to your parents. Now let's do what Xiao Wu said. Don't make a fool of yourself. "

With that, he muttered, "how can I have a son who is more intelligent than a daughter?"

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