Mrs. Feng grabbed the straw and wanted to hit her elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law a few more times.
As a result, there was an "ah hum" at the door, and then, the sullen mother-in-law and the big broom in her hand soon appeared in front of the three sisters-in-law.
To be honest, Wu was relieved to see her three daughters-in-law getting along well with each other, but she was also envious from the bottom of her heart.
I think back then, I and my eldest brother never got along so well.
I'm just envious because she is a mother-in-law, and she cannot be defeated by her mother-in-law.
Huh, it's easy to give them a broom, especially the eldest and second family, who are almost becoming mothers-in-law. They haven't fully formed their bodies yet, and they have a head full of straw, just like two stupid women.
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In three houses.
Lin Yuanqiu was holding a writing brush and was carefully copying a thousand-character essay one stroke at a time, and placed in the upper right corner of the kang table was the newly purchased inkstone.
Lin Yuanqiu treasures this inkstone now.
It can be said that from the moment Lin Sanzhu handed the inkstone to Lin Yuanqiu's hand, he fell in love with it from the bottom of his heart.
This is a black stone inkstone with a rectangular body and rounded corners. The lid is slightly bulging like a steamed bun. In addition to an egret spreading its wings and about to fly, the lid is engraved with two refined and refreshing lotus leaves. leaf.
Regardless of whether it is an egret or a lotus leaf, they are all carved in the freehand style. This was also Lin Yuanqiu's favorite painting technique in his previous life when he was studying art.
Open the lid of the inkstone, and the inside is divided into two compartments. The larger compartment is used to add water to grind ink, while the smaller compartment can hold ink sticks or scrape brushes to adjust the sharpness.
Because of today's family banquet, Master Wang specially gave the students a day off.
Lin Yuanqiu planned to take advantage of his rest day to copy out the remaining thousand-character essay.
More than ten days have passed since the last time Master Wang lent him a book. Lin Yuanqiu has completed copying the hundreds of surnames in the two books, and what is left is this thousand-character text.
In fact, had it not been for the difference between simplified and traditional Chinese characters, Lin Yuanqiu could have recited Hundred Family Surnames and Thousand Character Classic without reference. After all, he had already memorized these two books by heart.
The door creaked open, and a little head quickly poked his head in. Lin Yuanbai's little mouth was oily, "Brother Gouzi, do you want to eat the lard residue?"
Lard residue?
Of course I have to eat it!
Thinking of the fragrant and crunchy taste, Lin Yuanqiu couldn't help but nod.
Lin Yuanbai was not stingy either. He quickly opened the door and came in. He extended his little paw forward and revealed two pieces of oily lard residue. "Here, I'll give you these two pieces."
He still had several pieces in his pocket.
Just now, while my mother and the others were not paying attention, I grabbed a handful and ran over.
Looking at the little black claw in front of him, Lin Yuanqiu was dumbfounded, "You just grabbed it like this?"
"Yeah, if you don't arrest me this way, how else can I arrest you?"
Lin Yuanbai was puzzled, but immediately he understood the meaning of Gouzi's brother's words. Was he because he disliked him for not washing his hands?
"I have washed my hands!" Lin Yuanbai shouted.
Have you washed it?
Lin Yuanqiu looked at Little Black Claw again and again. Could it be that he was tanned?
"Huh, if you don't want to eat, I'll eat it myself!"
Lin Yuanbai pouted and was about to take his hand back, but the oil residue on his hand was snatched away by Lin Yuanqiu.
"Who said I won't eat!"
Lin Yuanqiu stuffed the oil residue into his mouth. He was so poor that he was about to fall out. Why should he be poor? Besides, if he ate it uncleanly, he would not get sick.
Perhaps the lard residue was still warm just after it was cooked. This thing must be eaten while it is hot. Lin Yuanqiu pursed his lips and chewed. The meat was crispy and left a fragrant aroma in his mouth.
Lin Yuanbai, "Brother Gouzi, is the lard residue delicious?"
Lin Yuanqiu nodded, "It's delicious!"
"Then if you become a high-ranking official in the future, remember to buy me lots and lots of delicious food!"
Lin Yuanqiu: "..."
Why does he have a vague feeling of being invested in advance?
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Not long after, a burst of firecrackers came from the direction of the ancestral hall, urging everyone to carry the tables, chairs and benches over.
Just now, Lao Lintou and his son had packed up the dining table and benches. There were seventeen people in their family, and they had two tables in total. It was just right to move the two sets of tables and benches there.
"Let's go! Let's carry the table over." Old Lin waved his hand, and the three brothers Lin Dazhu, Yuan Feng and Yuansong, who carried the table and those who moved the stools, all walked towards the ancestral hall with happy faces.
Mrs. Wu didn't rest either. She turned around and told her three daughters-in-law to quickly put all the prepared meals into baskets, as well as bowls and chopsticks, so that when Dazhu and the others come back, we can go directly there.
By the way, there are still a few little ones, so get ready quickly. Those who need to wash their hands wash their hands, those who need to wash their faces wash their faces, so that they look fresh and refreshed, and they look energetic in front of others.
Mrs. Feng nodded, took her twin girls and ran to the third room. First, she washed their hands and faces with hot water, then took off their hair and combed it again. Unfortunately, there was no haircut at home. , otherwise, if you put one on it, it would definitely look great.
After tidying up her daughter, Mrs. Feng turned around and prepared to tidy up her precious son.
But why should Lin Yuanqiu do anything with Feng? He had already packed himself up after packing his book bag.
Lin Yuanqiu only learned about the clan banquet a few days ago when he was listening to his classmates chatting in clan school.
Lin Yuanqiu got a rough outline of the whole family banquet from the many delicious food mentioned by his classmates and various experiences at the banquet.
The whole clan banquet is a dinner for the whole clan hosted by the clan leader and clan elders every year on the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, in order to increase the cohesion among the clan members.
On this day, except for the elderly with limited mobility and mothers and babies who are in confinement, other tribesmen will attend, and the venue is located in the Lin Ancestral Hall.
At that time, in addition to eating and eating, the tribesmen can also chat in various ways, such as talking about the harvest this year, or the future prospects of the children and grandchildren in the family.
As for the food on the table, each family naturally brings their own.
This is why Wu specially asked Zhou to steam white rice.
You know, this is a big scene where the whole clan gathers together. If you say that your family still holds a black-faced steamed bun and gnaws it, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?
Therefore, on this day of family banquet, even those who cannot afford it will bring out their best food.
Soon, Lin Dazhu and Lin Sanzhu came back to pick out baskets containing food.
However, unlike the smiles on their faces when they left, the two brothers' expressions were not very good-looking now.
Wu was wondering, what's going on?
Lin Dazhu stopped talking.
Lin Sanzhu on the side couldn't hold it in any longer, "Mom, don't be angry when you get to the ancestral hall later. Those people are looking down on others. Don't worry, my son will help you earn it back one day!"
Wu was still in a fog, thinking to herself, why don't we just go to the ancestral hall to have a meal, but it looks like we are going to fight.
Lin Yuanqiu was also confused and didn't understand where his father's anger came from.
However, after he took his twin sister's hand and braved the wind and snow to the ancestral hall, he realized why his uncle and father were so angry.
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Chapter 18 A Knife of Paper
Lin Yuanqiu also found out after arriving at the ancestral hall that their table was placed at the entrance, at the very back of the ancestral hall.
In previous years, tables and chairs were arranged in a first-come, first-served order, except for the top row. That is, whoever came first was first served, and those who came later were placed at the back. This approach, after After many years of use, it has long become a habit of the tribe.
Therefore, when Lao Lin and several others came over carrying tables and stools, they were trying to find a suitable place to put them, but they were stopped. When I asked the reason, I found out that the clan had changed the rules at some point, saying that The arrangement of seats for this year's family banquet is all arranged by the clan.
For this reason, the clan specially selected a dozen young and strong young men and asked them to help carry tables and stools.
Therefore, after each family's table is brought to the ancestral hall, the young adults directly take over it.
Let's just arrange it. Old Lintou and Lin Dazhu didn't care. They thought to themselves that perhaps the place was small this year and the clan elders were worried that each family would mess around and waste space, so they were ready to take over this matter. After all, the ancestral hall was the first After I started studying ethnic studies, the space for setting tables and seats was much smaller than before.
However, after the tables and stools were placed, when Old Lin and the others went in to look for their own tables, they walked back and forth for a long time without seeing where their tables and stools were placed. In the end, they had to ask the person in charge of this matter.
Unexpectedly, someone reached out and pointed to the door, "Well, isn't that your table?"
There?
Next to the gate?
Old Lin led his son and grandson to walk over doubtfully, and found that the table placed at the vent was really his own. No, Old Lin still recognized the wide crack on the table.
But, why should they arrange their home here? Not to mention that it is so far back, even with the cold wind blowing, it is not comfortable to eat.
Soon, Old Lintou knew the reason for arranging the seats in this way, because the people at the tables next to his own had also come over at this time.
Lin Erniu, Lin Shanzi, Lin Laizi, and Lin Zhenghe's family. Although the number of people in each family is different, they all have one thing in common, that is, they are poor, and they are considered to be down and out in the clan.
And my own family is not much different from these families. They are down and out and their own family is poor.
Therefore, the seating arrangement for this family banquet is that the rich will return to the rich, the poor will return to the poor, and then in order from front to back, all the way to the door?
Old Lin raised his head and looked up. Sure enough, several wealthy families in the clan were all lined up at the front.
And his eldest brother Lin Jincai is also in front, and at the moment, he is looking this way with his son and grandson.
Old Lintou didn't say a word, but from the rising and falling of his chest, you could see how angry he was feeling at this time.
Lin Sanzhu wanted to rush forward and question him, but his reason told him that if he did this, not only would he not be able to solve the problem, but his family would become the laughing stock of the clan, because who made your family poor?
Being poor is the original sin. Poor people must be humble. Poor people, even members of their own tribe, will look down on you.
"Master, grandma and mother's table has also been placed by the door." Lin Yuanfeng, who had just returned from looking for a table next door, felt a little unmotivated.
Also, as a young man, he must feel uncomfortable when his family is looked down upon by his clan members.
Old Lintou had adjusted his mood. Seeing his eldest grandson's face full of frustration, he couldn't help frowning, "Why are you drooping your face? Our family hasn't done anything sinister, so we are a bit poor. What are you afraid of? Your father has no ability." , I can’t earn a fortune, but your father still has sons and grandsons, so our family won’t continue to suffer!”
After saying that, Lao Lin turned his head and said to Lin Dazhu in a loud voice, "Boss, you and your third brother will go home and carry the food burden. By the way, ask your mother to keep the little ones warm."
This is a wind outlet, don't let the children freeze.
"Hey, son, let's go now!"
Lin Dazhu nodded repeatedly, his eyes gradually became moist. His father was right, he didn't believe that his family would be poor forever!
