In the early morning, a rising sun rose from the other side of the fields, and golden lights sprinkled in the green gap. Xiahe Village had just woken up from the morning mist, and Zhu Ping'an's house was already lively.

Today is the time when Zhu Ping'an's family is holding a banquet. Grandpa and grandmother, third and fourth uncles and family came to help. The aunt and Zhu Pingjun also came, but the uncle who had just returned home the day before yesterday did not come. He heard from his grandfather that he was reciting books at home. Uncle did not come, but his mother Chen breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if he didn't come, and he was still upset when he came.

It is not that simple to hold a water banquet in the countryside. Although the villagers only come to the table at noon, they need to prepare one day in advance. Ingredients, venues, tables, chairs, benches, bowls, spoons, chopsticks, etc. all need to be prepared one day in advance. Yesterday, when my father returned from the town, he bought a lot of vegetables, fruits and melons. In the afternoon, the butcher in the village had to deal with a large fat pig raised at home and sold it to the butcher for half a fan of pork. The remaining pork was kept for tomorrow's water banquet, and some meat was evenly distributed to the neighbors and grandfather's house.

In addition, my elder brother Zhu Pingchuan picked a lot of fungi such as fungi from the mountains, and caught a lot of fat fish, enough to place one for each table, and there were eight hares, which was not enough to add another meat dish for each table.

Early this morning, my grandfather dressed up and brought the old house people to help, picking vegetables, washing dishes, etc., and I was busy all morning. Although my mother Chen didn't say anything, the eyes of my grandfather and grandmother were much warmer.

At about nine o'clock, a woman who was familiar with her mother Chen came from home with gifts. After greetings, the women picked and washed vegetables while chatting, which made them feel happy.

Zhu Ping'an went to Shanghe Village again early in the morning, but his mentor still did not come back. When he got home, the house was already very lively. The mountain village chef who was specially responsible for the busy work of the village had already taken his apprentice to the place, weaving pots and initially processing the ingredients, and he was very busy.

It was almost noon. The villagers came to Zhu's house to sit on the table one after another, and most of the village was empty. The seat was the words of the villagers, "the banquet is the table". The banquet and the table are two names and one thing. Because there are many people, the flowing banquet was placed in the open space outside the door, and the people were filled with noises.

"Oh, your second primary school is very successful."

"You Zhu family is smoking from the ancestral tomb this time."

"I was only thirteen years old and I was so amazing. I will come back in a few years when I was admitted to the top scorer."

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Whenever the Zhu family passes by, the villagers always express one or two words of envy or jealousy.

So, my mother, Chen, became the happiest person today, feeling proud, and her face was full of red and radiant all day long.

Don’t laugh at the farmers’ wax wine, and keep guests in good times for a good harvest.

The Zhu family’s current banquet is full of dishes, especially meat dishes, including fish, pork, rabbit, and mutton, which is placed on the table in a variety of ways, making the villagers who have not been willing to eat meat for a long time have a mouth full of oil. The villagers also praised the banquet, which made their mother Chen even more radiant.

My grandfather felt very proud. At this banquet, he sat with Li Zheng and the old village. Not only that, Li Zheng and the old village also praised Mr. Zhu very much. This sourness made my grandfather almost drunk.

A water feast. It was eaten until three or four o'clock in the afternoon and everyone was happy.

Zhu Ping'an, his grandfather and his father stood outside the door and saw off the villagers one by one. His mother, Chen, greeted his familiar neighbors at home, divided the dishes and lettuce ingredients at home that had not yet been moved, and asked the neighbors to serve them in bowls.

It was not until the sky was declining that Zhu Ping'an and his family restored the yard to the point where there was no flowing banquet.

In the evening, Zhu Ping'an took out the books he borrowed from the Li family last time and copied the last part of the uncopied one neatly.

The next day, after breakfast, Zhu Ping'an walked towards Shanghe Village with his schoolbag cross-body and prepared to return the books to the Li family and borrow two more books back.

As soon as he knocked on the door this time, Uncle Li, the doorman opened the door. It was probably because the rich man Li came back and Uncle Li, the doorman, began to do his duty again.

"Mr. Zhu is here to borrow books again, fast forward, fast forward."

Zhu Ping'an listened to the incongregant Uncle Li's name, and could only smile bitterly and bow into the door.

The study room is different from the past. When Zhu Ping'an entered the study room, there were already many people in the study room, not the black-hearted girls, but more than a dozen smart-looking accounts. They sat on three tables, each with four or five people, some of whom were planning to do the accounting, some reading books, and some taking notes, and each performs his duties. The entire study room was filled with the sound of dialing the abacus.

The rich man Li was restless and went to a table to watch for a while.

Zhu Ping'an walked in and was embarrassed to disturb them. He bowed to the rich man Li from afar, took out the book from his schoolbag, and signaled that he was here to return the book.

Li Dabao was so anxious that he was overwhelmed, but he waved his hand casually to signal Zhu Ping'an to take care of himself.

So Zhu Ping'an gently bypassed the accounts that were making plans to check the accounts, went to the rows of bookshelves, and put the books back in place. Then, he stood in front of the bookshelf, looking for the books he borrowed this time.

The Four Books and Five Classics are almost broken, so I plan to borrow a miscellaneous book to read this time.

Zhu Ping'an aimlessly behind the bookshelf, flipping through one by one. When he saw a slightly interested book, he stopped and read for a while, and then read the next one.

The sound of dialing the abacus outside was still there, and it almost never stopped. The accountant responsible for checking the accounts was in a miserable state. It had been checking the accounts for three consecutive days. Apart from sleeping for a while at night, he basically didn't take a long rest, but he still didn't find any problems with the account book. Li Dacai urged him and made these accounts even more tired.

Just as Zhu Ping'an was flipping through the books, the black-bellied girl led the bun maid and followed two old mothers into the study.

"Dad, have you found it?"

The black-bellied girl asked as soon as she entered the door.

"Shu'er, why are you here? The study room is too hot, how good it is to stay in your room. Daddy asked someone to send two more basins of ice to your room." Li Da's rich man saw his treasure go into the study room, and he couldn't even care about the account book.

"Dad, I'm not hot. Has the problem been found in the account book?" Li Shu twisted her body twice and asked with a pout.

"Cough cough, it's almost done." Li Dacai coaxed.

"It's so fast again. You said that yesterday. I haven't found out yet... it's again today..." Li Shu's pouting mouth could even fit an oil bottle.

"You should check the accounts quickly, you are not slow to collect money."

Seeing his baby Gotuo get angry, Li Dabao was also a little anxious and turned his head to urge the three tables behind him to the account room. (To be continued.)

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