Song Liangchen struggled to allocate snacks to the people in the room. There was another sound outside the yard, with a strange accent and a loud voice. Su Wan heard the other party say Song Ziheng's name. Song's mother got up and went out to take a look. Su Wan also hugged her son and followed Song Ziheng to watch the fun.

Several people stood in the Song family yard. Looking at the two old couples, Song's mother was still confused on her face. She didn't know what she was saying to each other. However, Song Ziheng suddenly realized and went up to say hello: "Auntie and Auntie."

When the two women saw Song Ziheng, their faces were also filled with joy: "Ziheng? The last time we met was when you and Wanwan were married, we met one by one. Five or six years have passed, so it is hard for you to remember us."

"You are elders, how can you forget?" Song Ziheng bowed with a smile, then turned around and introduced to Song's mother, "These are two sisters who are mother-in-law, and two uncles next to them."

"It turned out to be the in-laws. I almost didn't recognize him when I saw him for the first time. I was so resentful." Song's mother hurriedly greeted.

While the few people were greeting, Su Wan also felt something. She was walking forward with the child in her arms. The two aunts were looking at her, and when they saw her coming, their eyes lit up. Without waiting for them to speak, they grabbed Su Wan: "Wanwan, you child, your aunt is here, why are you still rubbing behind you?"

Su Wan pursed her lips, and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face. Song Ziheng smiled and glanced at her, while asking them to sit in the room, she hugged Song Liangchen and introduced them to them.

The aunt of the Su family laughed and said, "I heard that Ziheng and Wanwan came back from Beijing and had to come to meet each other anyway. They were originally with their elder brother and others, but they might not be able to hold the car, so they separated. We sisters came alone. Unexpectedly, our elder brother and others lived closer, but they hadn't come yet."

While the greetings were being exchanged, the uncles of the Su family were also here, and they were considered Su Wan's family. Naturally, she was entertained throughout the whole process. Because they came back to the Song family for the first time, they were also a rare distinguished guest. Song's mother and others understood that Su Wan had not met her family for a long time, so they specially left space for them to reminisce about the past.

Su Wan felt embarrassed. She didn't remember anything about what her uncle and aunt said. When asked, she could only smile implicitly. The uncle of the Su family patted his legs and smiled: "I still remember the eldest sister said that Wanwan's memory is getting worse and worse, and she can't remember many hours of things."

The aunt of the Su family said with a smile: "It's said that one has been stupid for three years after pregnancy. Isn't this just right?"

Song Liangchen was happy to hear it next to him and clapped his hands, "Boy, mom, stupid, aunt doesn't even recognize her!"

He was clearly seen by the little man.

Su Wan patted his face: "Nonsense, I haven't seen my aunt and the others for too long, so I'm a little afraid to recognize each other. Do you understand the timid feelings of being close to home?"

Song Liangchen still smiled brightly, and the words "Mom lie" seemed to be written in his clear eyes.

As time passed one after another, it was soon noon and the banquet was about to begin. The protagonist was Song Ziheng, plus a little golden boy, Song Liangchen, and there was a seat for the Song family men at the table.

Before the banquet began, the village entrance became noisy again. Song Dacai, who had been promoted to the main hall, saw this and hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Magistrate, are you here too?"

The Songjia Village was in an uproar, and the magistrate took the initiative to come to their village for a banquet. What a great honor?

It is better to be in charge of county officials now. It is also possible that Song Ziheng was grown up after all. The villagers of Songjia Village are more kind to Song Ziheng than to be awe. Now, when they see the magistrate who is leading the way, they are excited and proud of their extraordinary appearance.

Magistrate Wang actually came to Songjia Village once, but he still brought some high-ranking things at that time, and only greeted Mr. Song, sat in the Song family for a quarter of an hour, and left after eating.

This time, Magistrate Wang came over and was very enthusiastic. When he saw Dad Song and the others, he called him brothers. As soon as he called Song Ziheng, Song Ziheng smiled and said, "Today's family banquet, there is no adult, so he has already discussed the same age. Just call me Ziheng."

Magistrate Wang smiled and thought to himself that Song Ziheng was no wonder that he was promoted so quickly, with talent and no pedantic personality. Even now he is declining and he is young. He is immersed in the officialdom for decades, how can he not make a name for himself?

Thinking of this, his attitude became even more enthusiastic. He patted Song Ziheng's shoulder and smiled, "Ziheng is not very helpful. I heard that you entered the city and wanted to invite you to have a gathering in the mansion, but you left the city before you saw anyone."

"I am really homesick, I hope I will forgive you." Song Ziheng raised his glass to drink.

"It's great, I like someone as generous as Ziheng!" Magistrate Wang laughed and had a drink. Uncle Song had already arranged a few people who came with Magistrate Wang to take the seats. Among them, Mr. Lin, who also invited Song Ziheng yesterday, met him.

Mr. Lin thought he knew why Song Ziheng was cold and he was really nervous when he sat down.

Song Ziheng glanced at the other party and did not reveal it. Dad Song and Song You wanted to talk at all. Seeing Song Ziheng's attitude, he knew that he should have other profound meanings, so he tolerated it and pretended not to know Mr. Lin.

Songjia Village now has money, so they asked them to raise money. Every household rushed to pay, for fear that they would not refuse if they were too late. It was enough to say that each family would pay 200 cents of silver, so that they could raise 20,000 yuan and hold a sumptuous banquet.

However, the villagers thought that they would come to eat free food when they were in the villages. If they didn’t have enough things, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to throw them into other villages? They spontaneously raised one or two hundred yuan. The Song family didn’t raise money, but it was because the villagers didn’t let go of this little money.

Mr. Song is not a person who likes to take advantage of it, so he asked his own pig to carry it out and slaughter it. He didn't sell a pound of pork, and he left it all for a banquet.

Pork originally accounted for a large portion of the cost, but now it has been solved. The villagers only need to buy other foods for the money they have accumulated, and they still have enough food. Therefore, the chicken, duck and fish that were almost full of tables at the banquet were full of oil, which was much more abundant than during the Chinese New Year.

This meal lasted for an entire half.

After the atmosphere was warm and the banquet was used up, Magistrate Wang made up his mind to celebrate with the people today. He drank a lot of wine, and was supported by the yamen runners when he got on the bus.

The magistrate left, and people from other villages also left one after another, and the women from Songjia Village were left to clean up the mess.

The Song family is now developed and their relationship with the villagers is still as they used to be. In addition to the villagers' intention to make friends, they are also doing well themselves. The Song family is poor. No matter how developed it is, they will not look down on their neighbors who have lived together for most of their lives.
Chapter completed!