Meng Fan looked at Zhuo Qiang's heavy face and couldn't help feeling a little funny. A man in his thirties would be tied to emotional matters. He patted Zhuo Qiang's shoulder and said, "Okay, I will definitely agree. Don't think so much."

The three of them talked and laughed and returned home. Since ancient times, Mid-Autumn Festival has been the second largest festival in my country, and rural areas have paid more attention to the traditional reunion festival.

As soon as Meng Fan and others returned home, they were first warmly entertained by Cao's father and Cao Dahua, and then everyone went straight to the county town. Because of the Zhang family's affairs, they didn't even buy anything for the holidays, only Cao's father bought some that day.

I spent more than a day busy fiddling and it didn't calm down until 8 o'clock in the evening. The nearby villagers saw the Cao family busy and enjoyed everyone's envious eyes.

On the other hand, the Zhang family wore mourning clothes inside and outside, and were wrapped in more or less white cloth. They were either hospitalized, hung a little bit in the clinic, or cried at home. When the middle-aged woman howled, Village Chief Zhang immediately took action, which made the middle-aged woman unable to pierce her head into the quilt and burst into tears. Village Chief Zhang lowered his head and leaned against the threshold, smoking silently.

At this moment, a man with good relationship with Village Chief Zhang came in a thief. The two seemed to have some secrets, but they just looked at each other. Then Village Chief Zhang quickly stood up and followed the man out of the house, and no one noticed it.

At this time, the Cao family was bustling, but without Yuan Di, Zhuo Qiang was always in a state of sluggishness. He had nothing to say all night. The next day, everyone got up early in the morning. Today is August 15th, and everyone started to be busy, just like the New Year, and it was almost like posting couplets.

However, at this moment, Yuan Di came to the Cao family. Zhuo couldn't wait to pull Yuan Di to his room and drove Hao Yu, Crazy and others out. The two of them were whispering something inside.

It took a long time to come out, but the two of them were dressed very differently. Yuan Di's little face was rosy, and you could think of what they were doing with your toes? Especially Zhuo Qiang, he didn't look lost, and he was very excited like a girl who had just fallen in love. However, Cao Yu showed a faint dark sorrow. Meng Fan tried to ask many times, but still didn't find a result.

Yuan Di's parents were also taken over by Cao's father. The two families celebrated the festival together in the Cao family. The Yuan family was four, the Cao family was three, and Zhuo Qiang, Meng Fan, Hao Yu, the madman, Feng Tian, ​​and Li Zhijun, and a total of thirteen people surrounded the room.

In the evening, according to local customs, offering sacrifices to gods is essential. Moon cakes, fruits and other foods were taken out in front of the Buddha statues placed in the main room. Cao's father and Cao Dahua bowed to the Buddha statues a few times.

The sky gradually darkened, and the Mid-Autumn Festival moon slowly rose from the east, like a shy girl, sometimes hiding in the faint clouds and sometimes showing a happy smile.

In the entire Ergazi Village, the Cao family is the most lively. No matter how far away you are, you can hear the Cao family's joyful voice. The villagers passing by all sighed and said, and some came to the Cao family to talk and laugh, envious of the blessing of old man Cao, and raised a good daughter. Not only did they get into a good university, they also worked in the city, but they also found a good son-in-law who would never meet in eight lifetimes.

Old Man Cao and Cao Dahua were so happy that they couldn't get along. They were so envious that they gave cigarettes to the villagers who came to play, fruits and mooncakes for children. Many people had never seen such mooncakes in the city, and they were so happy that they were reluctant to eat them.

Cao Yu, Yuan Di, as well as the madman who was forced into the kitchen by Meng Fan, Hao Yu, Feng Tian and others, all joined the cooking task. After some trouble, as the news broadcast approached, fresh and delicious dishes were presented one after another and placed on the table.

Old Man Cao hunched over and turned away. After a while, the muddy man came back again. He held two jars of jars of jars in his hand and said happily: "Guess what I am!?"

"Oh, Dad, why did you take out the wine you brewed?!" Cao Dahua said in surprise while taking the wine glass out of the cabinet.

"Haha, Dad is happy today. It's rare to have such a good opportunity. Come on, everyone will sit down. Brother Yuan, don't be polite. We are not outsiders. Sit down and eat together." Old Man Cao shook the Zhongshan suit on his body and said happily.

Meng Fan and others' eyes were all on the wine jar in Cao's father's hand. The jar was still the same old jar, even older than Meng Fan. He had seen it at his grandfather's house when he was a child and used to pickle pickles.

Seeing everyone sitting down, Old Man Cao smiled and put the jar of wine on the table and said, "This is my daughter Hong. When Xiaoyu was born, she brewed some wine and put it in the underground cellar. This will last twenty-four years? Today, Xiao Meng, you are all here. My old man is happy, so he took out two jars and sang them all."

Meng Fan was shocked when he heard that daughter Hong, who had been made for twenty-four years, is definitely no less than French 1982 red wine, or even more delicious. Meng Fan heard from his grandfather that the ingredients of this rural wine are very complicated. Unlike today's wine, they are brewed with koji.

At this moment, Cao Yu walked out of the kitchen with the dishes. Meng Fan's cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and greeted everyone. He walked out. Cao Yu's brows frowned slightly.

After a while, the wine and food were served. Meng Fan returned to the table. Cao's father was enthusiastic about entertaining guests. Cao Dahua held the black wine jar and poured wine everywhere. Meng Fan took a sip and almost fainted. He felt like a medicinal smell, but it was particularly fragrant. People who didn't drink could never tell its beauty.

Seeing everyone's intoxicated look, Cao's father could not close his mouth, and everyone was having a good time. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone drank a little high after more than two hours. Even Cao Yu, who had never drunk alcohol, insisted on drinking some today. Now his cheeks are rosy and his eyes are drunk.

Yuan Di took care of Zhuo Qiang, who was drinking high, and Yuan's father, Yuan Di's mother, and grandmother were very happy to see it.

Li Zhijun put down the mutton bone that he had just finished gnawing and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Qiang, now he has a sister-in-law, this feeling is different. After returning to Binjiang, you can't be stingy anymore!?"

"That's right, Brother Qiang and Sister Yuan Di are quite good. Look at the two of them, what do they look like?!" Meng Fan smiled and put down his wine glass and said.

Cao Yu drooped his drunken head, slowly raised it, looked at Meng Fan and said, "Hehe, yes, Xiaodi and Zhuo Qiang are with you, Meng Fan is hiding very deeply!"

With a word, everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at Meng Fan, Yuan Di and some uninformed people, looked at Cao Yu, and then Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was embarrassed and at a loss. He understood what Cao Yu was saying. He had discovered it since the morning, but he didn't ask. He smiled dryly and said, "Cao Yu, you're drunk too much, go back to sleep?" As he said that, Meng Fan stood up and prepared to support Cao Yu.

"Get out, let me go!"

Suddenly, Cao Yu hit Meng Fan's hand, looked at Meng Fan coldly, and said with a sneer: "Meng Fan, OK, I always feel that you are quite personal. Until today I realized that you are so fucking bastard, why? Do you want to have three thousand beauties in the harem?!"

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with this?!" Cao's father didn't drink much, and was still awake. He slowly stood up and pulled Cao Yu and asked.

"That's right, Xiaoyu, what's going on!" Other confused people also asked.

Hao Yu lowered his head and didn't say anything. He drank what he should eat and what he should drink. He drank a little high. At the table, Hao Yu ate and drank by himself. The madman patted him and said, "Brother Yu, okay, don't eat."

"At up, why don't I eat? Take care of what I do yourself." Hao Yu hit the madman's hand, continued to pour wine for himself, and continued to drink.

Hearing Hao Yu's words, Cao Yu still sneered, but there was too much sadness and helplessness behind his smile. He pointed at Hao Yu and said, "Meng Fan, did you see it? Your own brothers have seen what you did, so what do I say?!"

Meng Fan knew that Hao Yu had always resisted his love affairs and had always endured it. Cao Yu must have known it before, but he was drunk and no one had forgotten his concerns.

"Meng Fan, if Meimei hadn't called me last night to talk about you, I'm afraid I, Cao Yu, is the stupidest woman, Feng Yingying, Qin Yanfen, Fang Min, Xiao Mei, and I, Cao Yu?! Haha, hehe..."

Cao Yu covered his chest with one hand, looked at Meng Fan with a sneer and said, "I just want to ask you, where is my Cao Yu in your heart? A temporary passerby or an arbitrary playmate? Meng Fan, she told me everything you said to Xiao Mei. She thought that you didn't have so many complicated and promiscuous relationships, so I agreed to your nonsense. But Meng Fan, you have so many fucking women, why are you playing with me Cao Yu? I'm easy to bully, right?"

Meng Fan closed his eyes regretfully, and he really didn't know how to answer in front of Cao's father, Cao Dahua, and many people in this village.

"What, Xiaoyu, what did you say? Xiao Meng has a woman!" Cao's father and Cao Dahua both stood up at the same time and stared at Meng Fan in a daze.

Cao Yu's face was covered in tears, and he bit his lower lip tightly, saying, "Dad, brother, don't worry about your business."

"Let's just leave it alone, isn't this fart?"

Cao's father shouted angrily, slapped the table, pointed at Meng Fan and shouted: "Young man, what's going on with me today? What's the matter with my Xiaoyu? Although I, old man Cao, are old, have no ability, if I want to play with my daughter, I tell you that even if I fight for this life, I can't spare your bastard's grandson."

Cao's father was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He looked straight at Meng Fan, as if he was about to fight to the death.

Hao Yu, who had been eating, suddenly laughed, stood up slowly, walked to Meng Fan, put his hand on Meng Fan's shoulder and said, "Fanzi, do you know what Yingying is doing now? Do you know what Fang Min is doing now? Do you know how your parents celebrate the festival now?!"

Meng Fan was confused. He was puzzled. What Hao Yu wanted to say?!

"Haha, you don't know, you're the fucking grandson, you don't know, I tell you, Yingying called me and said, Fang Min had a fight with you before leaving, just because of Qin Yanfen, right? Fang Min is so sluggish all day long, she feels that the sky is falling, only Yingying, she knows everything, she knows everything, but she has never said a word, you, Meng Fan, are you still clear about what you are doing?!"

"Bang……"
Chapter completed!