The sudden appearance of the old housekeeper made Wu Siwei pull out of Wu Zi's meditation and answered repeatedly: "Hey, I'll go, I'll go."
Wu Siwei has long seen through the thoughts of the master over the years when he worked in Wu's Manor. Isn't it just a birthday party? Such opportunities may not be able to catch up with them several times a year, but as long as they are done, they must not fall.
The name of the Wu family in Jianghuai would be very unworthy.
Although Wu Siwei was disdainful, he still left the kitchen and locked the wooden door and ran towards a small cross-yard facing west.
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Today is the 80th birthday of the old master of the Wu family. He sincerely invites celebrities and gentry from all walks of life in Jiangdu to go to the manor to gather. Such a beautiful and beautiful scene will naturally cost a lot.
Although the Wu family is not one of the best portals in the Jianghuai area, it can also be called a prominent family that has lasted for a hundred years. If it is true, it is easy to distinguish between a prominent family and a poor family. The prominent family pays great attention to the appearance and often compares the face.
All are important.
For wealthy families like the Wu family, if they really want to hold a birthday party, the flowing tables on the long table will be enough for ordinary farmers to eat for more than ten years.
How can face be supported? It is naturally food, clothing and expenses. Food is the most important thing for the people, and the guests are not happy about having fun. If they can praise the banquet held by the host family, this birthday party will be the first to be the first time.
You can make face.
The eldest son of the Wu family is the eldest grandson of the Wu family and is deeply loved by the Wu family. The old man Wu is even more fond of this precious grandson, and even asked him to be the next head of the Wu family.
However, Wu Weixian, the current head of the Wu family, doesn't think so. Although he likes this son very much, he feels that this son is too cunning and likes to hide everything, but is too mean and polite, and is not suitable for being a family.
host.
On this issue, he had a big disagreement with the old man and was even scolded by the old man for this. However, he would not change his decision. If he handed over the Wu family to this, the Wu family would definitely
It turned into a domineering family in the fish countryside, bullying the weak, and the reputation of the ancestors passed down for several generations was ruined!
In order to get the support of the old man and reverse the decline, the eldest young master of the Wu family tried his best to please Mr. Wu in every way, hoping that he could put pressure on his grandfather and make him change his decision.
This 80th birthday was created by the eldest son of the Wu family.
The people are filial to the forefront. The elderly in ordinary people will eat a bowl of longevity noodles to celebrate when they are in their 80s, let alone a gentry like the Wu family?
The birthday party is to be held, but the external impact of what is done and what specifications is very different. Wu Weixian originally wanted to invite some relatives of this clan and some older generations who are close to the Wu family to celebrate.
This will not degrade the old man's face, nor will it be too extravagant to make people disgusted.
However, Master Wu refused to give up. Under his instigation, the old man also felt resentful, thinking that his son intended to perfunctory him, and even specially called Wu Weixian to go to the warmhouse on the east side and questioned him in person.
Seeing that he was labeled as unfilial, Wu Weixian no longer dared to bother with this issue. He immediately admitted his mistake to the old man and said that he would definitely hold a birthday party with glory.
Wu Weixian was secretly slapped by his son, and he was very angry, but he couldn't say it out, so he had to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.
"Fugui, has there been any noise in Qi'an recently?"
Wu Weixian closed his eyes tightly while kneading the Buddhist beads in his hand, and asked the servant beside him.
The person called Fugui was Wu Weixian's childhood book boy, and now he is the second housekeeper of the Wu family.
He nodded and said, "Master, the eldest young master has always been very regular. He just writes poems with the tribute students in the same subject and goes out for a trip."
"Hmph, I don't look like a calm master when I see him. This time I pretend to be quite like him!" Wu Weixian suddenly opened his eyes and sneered coldly.
"You ask someone to keep an eye on him. If there is any abnormal movement, come and report it immediately."
Wu Weixian's voice was as cold as ice, making people shudder.
Wu Fugui's body was about to tremble and sighed: "Master, it's not that Fugui is talking too much, but the eldest young master is really not as you think. Why do you never give him a chance?"
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have said these words. Although the master treats him like a brother, he cannot ignore his identity.
Even though he was wearing good brocade silk, and even if he was served by a maid, his status and status were still in the sky and in the ground.
There was an invisible wall between him and the master, ruthlessly separating them. As he got older, he could feel the existence of that wall more and more clearly. Whenever the master tried to talk to him with a simple attitude, he could not help but feel the existence of the wall.
When the wall will be pressed over without mercy, carrying a huge force.
He could not bear this power. He would rather maintain a humble attitude and look out from afar to protect the master, just like he has done for decades.
But this time he could no longer remain silent. The master and the young master had reached the same level of power. If things were allowed to continue like this, he really couldn't imagine what would happen.
"You are still talking for that rebellious son!" Wu Weixian was furious and pointed at Wu Fugui's nose and scolded: "There is still a slightest etiquette in that rebellious son's eyes, and he still has me, the grandfather in his eyes? If I don't keep a guard, I will be in my eyes.
If you take him, you will be killed by him one day!"
"Cough cough! Cough cough..." Wu Weixian's chest was undulating, like an air-filled sheepskin raft, with his cheeks fluttering red and hot because of his anger. It looked very terrifying from a distance.
"Master, Fugui is too talkative, don't be angry!" Wu Fugui didn't dare to say anything more, and hurried forward a few steps and patted Wu Weixian's back.
"I also want to sit down and have a good talk with him, but now it is impossible for him and me to do so."
Wu Weixian smiled bitterly and shook his head, with his eyes tightly endured the loneliness of this moment alone.
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After picking up the bacon from the small warehouse, Wu Siwei locked the wooden door vigilantly.
It was noon at this moment, and the rest of the kitchen went to the cross-yard diagonally opposite for lunch break, and there was no one else in the kitchen except himself.
He looked around carefully for a week, took a deep breath and took out a small paper bag from his close-fitting cloth pocket.
Then he quickly chopped the stringed bacon into small pieces with a kitchen knife and threw it into an enamel bowl.
"You just need to throw this thing into the meat. Anyone who eats this meat can be blessed by the Mahayana Buddha!"
Wu Siwei remembered what the black cassus Tubo Buddhist monk said to him again, and a smile appeared on his face.
When Wu Siwei thought of the great merit he had accumulated since then, he was very happy.
"Amitabha, Amitabha! Do more good deeds, and good deeds will be rewarded!"
Wu Siwei clasped his hands together and bowed devoutly, then quickly threw the ground bacon with off-white medicinal foam into the iron pot.