Chapter 33 He Sheng Festival

"Uh, maybe it's because Zhu Yiqi is not missing..."

Hong Shan guessed.

After saying that, the old man shook his head himself, as if he thought it was too ridiculous.

A family armed force with dozens of people, how can there be nothing in short supply?

Hong Fan nodded silently and did not ask directly. Instead, he went back to the inner room in person, received a cake of tea, and delivered it to Hong Shan with both hands.

"Since recent, Grandpa Shan has been very tired for my business. This cake has been in the Pu'er 'Tiannan Chili' for seven years. Please accept it."

He spoke quite calmly, not to mention flattery, but his expression was very sincere.

Hong Shan didn't want to accept it at first, but the old man had nothing to do except tea. Seeing that Hong Fan insisted, he finally accepted it.

Because of this, things were not done well, but instead grabbed his beard and took out some more words.

It is more perfunctory than blessings.

Shen Shizheng (4:00 pm), more than a hundred Hong family members in their teens and twenty years old, as well as more than a dozen tables of cold dishes were gathered in the Mingshan Hall, the largest Hong Mansion.

Hong Ping thought the other party didn't hear it, and said again: "Hong Fan..."

In his opinion, Hong Chen's ridiculous obstruction was not difficult to solve. Just think about it casually, there were at least three or four ways.

The population of Jiuzhou in Dahua exceeds tens of millions, and most of them do not know about this festival.

Zhu Yiqi is equivalent to the Hong family's Whampoa Military Academy and Guards. Hong Fanruo went in to train for two or three years. Not to mention martial arts cultivation, at least his connections and status would be strengthened.

Hong Ping, who has always claimed to be different, was also infected and took the initiative to talk to him: "Hong Fan, you don't have to go to school now, but you have a comfortable life!"

Everyone stood up and bowed.

He guessed with his toes, and it was probably the eldest lady who was messing around again.

"But after chatting with Mr. Sheng, I felt privately that he likes you."

"It's rare that the children are all here today, so I'll say a few words."

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He then picked up the teacup and drank the half-cold tea.

After a while, when everyone sat down one after another, the Mingshan Hall gradually became quiet for no reason.

"What are you going to do with?"

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May 18th, Congratulations to the Victory Day.

Congratulations to the victory, if there is no Du Kang, why would you congratulate a bird?

"I hope you can be at ease every step and not give up your original intention. In this way, you can comfort your whole life."

"The clan leader is here, and the children stand up and salute!"

A banquet passed by Xuanteng.

"No need to be too polite."

This is everyone's second expectation today.

Aunt Liu replied with a smile.

At this moment, Aunt Liu put on a cloth bag containing money and planned to go out.

"Grandpa Shan, I know."

Hong Jian's eyes swept across everyone.

After a while, a steady and slow footsteps gradually sounded at the back door beside the main hall.

Hong Shan's voice fell, and Aunt Liu had already tactfully avoided the inner room.

Everyone stared at him, unconsciously irritating, as if they were staring at a handful of burning flames.

But at this time, Hong Fan held Hong Fu and pulled Hong Fu to Hong Sheng's table to toast.

Hong Jian pressed his hands and spoke.

After saying all his words, Hong Shan left and promised, and put the cake on Pu'er and left with crutches.

The average amount is from half a tael to one tael of silver, which is enough to go to Yanliu Lane for a casual time or two.

However, most of these methods require finding people to clear things up, owing favors, and it is difficult to eliminate future troubles.

Hong Ping's face was immediately evil.

His voice was extremely rough, as if the gravel that was riddled with water was rubbing against each other.

As for the eldest lady’s idea, it’s easy to guess.

Hong Shan continued.

"Actually, for your business, Mr. Sheng, and Mr. Ming, I have met twice."

【It is also the biological father of this body.】

Then, Mingshan Hall became really lively.

"If you don't accumulate small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't form a river and a sea."

After Hong Fan arrived, he naturally sat down at Hong Fu's table.

Hong Fan thought.

On this day, the children of all families in Jinhai will gather together, and the elders will give encouragement.

Hong Fan asked.

"Of course Mr. Ming has no objection, but Mr. Sheng cannot give a reply."

The final part of the Hesheng Festival is an elder who is a representative who sends gifts to every child.

Hong Fan nodded and replied.

Hong Fan just smiled and ate the food without replying.

As the actual third master in the family (Hong Li is old), Hong Sheng is the eldest son, and no one can control him except two or three.

Hong Fan sent him out, and then sat back to the table and thoughtfully.

Although most of the messages are polite words, the gifts are all real money.

On the table, everyone was talking nonsense.

As a festival that can be seen in Jinhai City for a few years, today's banquets are rich, and more importantly, everyone is allowed to drink alcohol.

At that time, even if the eldest lady is in the back house, it will be difficult for her to exert influence on him.

In the empty square in the mansion, there were also invited opera troupes singing a majestic tune.

So it can only be the Hong Chen family.

But after more than ten days of separation, we met again, and instead felt a bit unprecedentedly warm.

After a few words of lack of emotion, or even light but tasteless, Hong Jian turned around and left.

The young master Sheng he mentioned was Hong Sheng, the nominal person in charge of Zhu Yiqi. Of course, Hong Sheng’s main task is to practice, so he almost never showed up in actual management.

It's also interesting. When he was in school together, he had no relationship with these "classmates".

As the only one who is connected on the table, Hong Fan rarely received many compliments, and he also raised his glass to respond one by one.

However, after years of change, the Hesheng Festival has now become a festival that blesses the younger generation.

What happened was a middle-aged man with a square face and a strong body.

He was wearing a vermilion robe and a wide belt inlaid with jade, and stood in the hall with his hands in his arms.

"Brother Fan, this may be because he got the meaning of others, so it is difficult to make a decision in a neat way."

"A few days will be He Sheng Festival. As usual, you have to find a tailor to make a new set of clothes for the young master."

On the first table in the middle, Hong Sheng stood up and shouted.

[He is Hong Jian, the head of the Hong family, a congenital warrior, and a hereditary captain of the Zhenguo.]

The initial festival celebrated the military victory of Jinhai City over the Snake Man, so the celebration scope was limited to a few small towns in western Liangzhou.

Among them, Hong Jian, the leader of the clan, and Hongwu, who served as the magistrate of Jinhai City, had no reason to find Hong Fan's bad luck.

On this Hesheng Festival, he may be able to borrow a journey of east wind.

"Okay, let's get started."

"Anyway, I will help you care about this matter. If Zhu Yiqi can't walk here, I will definitely be able to get some other places."

The full name of Mr. Ming is Hong Ming. In the genealogy, he is Hong Fan's distant cousin and the real manager of Zhu Yiqi.

The same as in previous years, the eldest lady bears the responsibility for gifts.

Hong Fan's heart moved when he heard this.

"Brother Zhang, I heard from Uncle Sheng that you are more motivated this year than last year, but you still have to continue your efforts!"

She sat upright and handed a red brocade bag to a young man in his twenties.

The latter thanked him endlessly.

The process goes very fast, and soon it was the turn of children who were still in the clan school at the age of seventeen or eighteen.
Chapter completed!