Chapter 129
[What do you do to contact the village chief?]
[Is it for tomorrow's ancestor worship?]
[Tomorrow is the ancestor worship? Why don't I know?]
[At first glance, it's a new audience! Brother Feng is not right! Uncle Qin said it on the twenty-second day of the lunar month! The twenty-ninth day of the lunar month is the day of worshipping the ancestors of the entire Qinjiatun year~!]
[Oh oh oh! I see-!]
[It stands to reason that ancestor worship shouldn't be to contact some patriarch or the person with the highest seniority?
[Brother Feng, don't forget that you have to press a grave for your ancestor tomorrow!!]
Qin Feng, who had another bowl of stick noodle porridge, returned to his seat.
After turning the bowl and sucking it around.
Qin Feng opened his mouth to talk to the barrage: "It seems that after my edification, everyone is becoming more and more familiar with the process of Qinjiatun's New Year!"
"You guessed right, I asked my dad to go to the village chief, it was indeed for the sake of worshipping the ancestors tomorrow, and choosing a cemetery for the ancestors. "
"Well, it's not entirely because of that. "
Yu Guang saw his father's impatient appearance.
Qin Feng gave up the opportunity to speak to Qin Dafu.
On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the pig was killed and failed to perform well in front of the people of the whole country.
made Qin Dafu sad to this day.
Since the old man wants to show his face more.
Say two more words in front of the people of the whole country.
Of course, as a son, I have to give him this opportunity!!
I saw my son stop talking.
Qin Dafu couldn't wait to pick it up immediately: "Except for the matter of ancestor worship." "
"There is also the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. "
"First of all, I have to count, how many people will come to each family, how many adults and children are there?"
"Then it's a matter of pulling up the menu and calculating how many ingredients each household should come up with, rice noodles, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar!"
"After negotiating a charter, we will go door to door to inform you. "
"Let everyone get everything ready and send it to the kitchen of the village hall on the morning of the Chinese New Year's Eve. "
[The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner banquet is still shared by the villagers?]
[I can understand what the ingredients are together, but this oil, salt, sauce and vinegar have to be counted, isn't it a little]
[Why do I think this is a bit inconsistent with the bold character of our Northeast people?]
See these barrages.
Qin Dafu laughed: "Audience friends!"
"As the saying goes, brothers, you have to settle accounts!"
"It's not that we Northeast people are not bold, the larger the scale of this work, the more people involved, the more careful and fair it is!"
"Your family has half a piece of pig, and my family has two catties of rice, and when the excitement is not over, I may not feel anything in my heart. "
"But as soon as the matter is done, the couple lie on the kang at night, are they uncomfortable?"
"Whether it's people from the Northeast, or from Longcheng, or Shuinan, everyone is an ordinary person, and they're not saints, right?"
"Can't because of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner led by my son, the villagers who looked down and didn't look up had a pimple in their hearts!"
"So, this matter must be careful! It must be relatively fair!"
I remember when we had a class reunion, some people said that girls should not pay, and boys were quite happy when they ate, but when they went home, they always felt uncomfortable! Why don't girls pay for it? Some of them eat more than me!]
[The more large-scale things you do, the more careful you have to be!
[Uncle Qin not only popularized a lot of traditional customs for the New Year, but now he has also taught me the truth of how to behave in the world, Rui Sibai !!]
[Uncle Qin Resby!]
[Uncle Qin Resby!]
[Uncle Qin Resby!]
For a full screen of Resby.
Qin Dafu didn't know what it meant at first.
After listening to his son's explanation.
He was as fluttering as drinking three catties of sorghum wine.
Chopsticks point in the air.
Continue to start pretending to compare: "Oops~~~"
"I'm just going to say it casually! Everyone is so cheering, I am embarrassed!"
"Don't look at me, I'm just an ordinary farmer, but this way of being a man and doing things, I, Qin Dafu, am really no less than many people!"
"Take my prestige and popularity in Qinjiatun as an example, why can everyone willingly call me a rich brother?"
"That's because"
Seeing that his father was going to chatter again.
Qin Feng smiled and stopped: "Dad, you are also drinking?"
"Why do you have two bowls of stick noodle porridge?"
"I'll tell you, pretend to be moderate!"
"If the whole daddy flavor is too strong, it will be eaten up by the traffic!!"
Qin Dafu, who was in high spirits, was interrupted by Qin Feng.
Naturally, I was angry in my heart!(Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)
But before he blew his beard and glared at his son.
There was a shout outside the courtyard gate—
"Rich!"
"Rich!"
"Are you rich at home?"
The one who called the door.
It is Qin Shouzhuang, that is, the village chief of Qinjiatun.
[Uncle Qin just said that he was going to find the village chief, and the village chief is here?]
[But our village chief is not surnamed Cao, right?]
[Maybe the village chief will also watch the live broadcast???]
"Brother Shouzhuang, you came just in time, my family was just having lunch! Daughter-in-law! Hurry up and serve a bowl of porridge to Brother Shouzhuang!!
"Big sister, don't bother! I've eaten!
"What have you eaten! Hurry up and sit down and take two mouthfuls of porridge!"
"I really don't need to! I really don't need to !!."
After some tugging.
Qin Shouzhuang, who was wearing a dogskin hat, explained his intention.
Originally.
The Spring Festival couplets bought by his family were painted by the playful little grandson with Xiong Da Xiong Er and Bald Qiang.
Originally, I said to go to town and buy another pair. []
can think of Qin Feng, the current powerful man in Qinjiatun.
Qin Shouzhuang wanted to ask Qin Feng to write a pair of Spring Festival couplets, and by the way, he would touch Qin Feng's light!
"Dafu, Xiaofeng is now having a big future!"
"My grandson can have one-tenth of Xiaofeng's ability in the future, then it will be amazing!"
"This Spring Festival couplet is rich, Xiaofeng, you see?"
Took the Changbai Mountain cigarette handed by the village chief.
Qin Dafu laughed after igniting it: "Brother Shouzhuang, you are a coincidence!"
"My little wind can do anything, that's the word, it's the same as a dog!"
"Hahaha!"
Qin Shouzhuang's face was full of disbelief: "Dafu, if there is something in your family that can't be written, then say it directly!"
"Xiaofeng has such a strong endurance, how can he not write well?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"
Inside the people present.
Except for Qin Dafu and Li Lan.
Da Mi Mi also knows the words written by Qin Feng, which is extremely ugly!
Why?
Because she has seen Qin Feng's signatures on various contracts many times!
"Brother Shouzhuang, when did I, Qin Dafu, lie?"
"Wait a minute, I'll go get you evidence now!!"
Qin Dafu, who was holding a cigarette, couldn't wait to run into the bedroom.
Wow.
Hurried footsteps.
Qin Dafu ran back with a plastic box.
Open the lid of the case.
He pulled out an essay from the box.
It seems to be flipped to Qin Shouzhuang.
In fact, in front of the people of the whole country, he took revenge on Qin Feng for interrupting his pretending just now!!
In the text that was opened.
The pages are full of crooked, extremely ugly handwriting!
To describe it with the word dog crawling, it is simply an insult to the word dog crawling!
More shocking than Qin Feng's ugly handwriting.
This is the content of this essay called "My Wish".
The first sentence of the opening chapter made everyone in the room and in the live broadcast room happy-
[My wish is to marry ten wives in the future!]