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Chapter 32

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    "Old cousin, how many times have you eaten jumping fish? Is it really that delicious?" I continued to ask.

    "I have only eaten 2-3 times, because this fish is too small, it is difficult to make up a meal. It is also very difficult to raise. I have caught 1-2 a few times, and I will raise it when I take it home.  I was thinking about it, and I was thinking about eating it when I had enough for a meal. As a result, the fish died on the second day of raising it.¡± When it comes to raising jumping fish, the old cousin¡¯s eyes revealed a little helplessness.

    "It's okay, when we get home, let's go catch together, we have a lot of fish." I tried to comfort my cousin, although there are no jumping fish in my house, but other fish are also fish, and they are very cute.

    Go back the same way. After all, going back is uphill, and it takes more time than when you came.  Before reaching the door, I saw my mother coming out of the back room from a distance.  It seems that they were worried about us running around and came to look for us in advance.  Hey, it's all my cousin's fault.

    "Ren Tao, Zhang Jun, come back quickly, let's go right away," my mother shouted anxiously.  She had already seen us, but she still stepped out of the gate and walked towards us.

    "Where are you going? You haven't eaten any food, are you going back?" I wondered.  Isn't this just a little while in the morning?  Why are you leaving?  It's impossible for them to finish their feast while we're catching fish, right?  That's a big loss!  I have been looking forward to the banquet for a long time!

    Originally, I seldom eat meat, and it is rare to meet a banquet, so why don't I open my stomach and eat to my heart's content?  However, in this short period of time, I missed it!  I can't forgive myself!

    Just when I was thinking wildly, my mother said: "The bridegroom has arrived, they have already arrived. They arranged for us to send the bride off together, and go to the man's side to have a look. Hurry up, the car has arrived, waiting for us"

    "Go to the man's side?" At the age of six, I had no idea about these customs, so I had no choice but to do as my mother said.  Just follow her.

    After entering the door, I found that there were many strange faces in the yard.  It seems that they are all relatives of the man.  A group of people have different expressions, some are calm, some are happy, hey!  There is still tension.

    Eldest Uncle and the others on this side of the mountain, there are no strange customs, everything is in a minimalist style.

    Sina, who was full of energy, took a bouquet of flowers and gently knocked on the door of the bride's bedroom. After a heart-to-heart talk, she successfully held the bride's hand and set foot on the way home.

    We sat in one of the cars, followed the big team, and drove all the way to the door of happiness.

    I thought it would be another intense long-distance trek, and I was worried about motion sickness, but the car has already arrived at the destination.  Well, it is said that the groom is from the village next to the bride, no wonder he arrived so soon.  Childhood sweetheart?  childhood sweetheart?  I do not know either.

    With the sound of firecrackers, it was announced that the groom had successfully married and arrived home.  The convoy stopped, the groom took the bride out of the car, and we got off the car and went in.

    The groom's house is also very lively, with all kinds of bright red elements everywhere.  At this time, standing outside the gate, through the low wall, you can see that the yard is already full of people.  Men, women, young and old, all have happy expressions from the heart.

    After the bride and groom pray to heaven and earth, we, the group of people who send off relatives, can take their seats.  The woman's relatives have priority, and the man's relatives will be seated in turn after we have filled up a few tables.  The rest of the people who are not seated will have to take a break and wait for the "second class".

    The banquet here is generally divided into the first hall, the second hall, and even the third hall.

    Rural yards are generally small, and can basically accommodate 8-12 tables at a time.  Therefore, according to the actual situation, the chef cooks 8-12 tables of dishes at a time, which is called a hall.

    ?After everyone in this round has finished eating, helpers will collect the dishes and clean the table together. Those who have not been seated before will be seated in turn, and the chef will fry the same dishes as before, which is called the second hall.

    Generally, it is over in two classes, and the third class is basically for those who really came too late and missed a table. They sit at a table with the chef and the helper, or they say hello in advance and reserve a table for them.

    The banquet still follows the traditional four cold dishes, four stir-fried dishes, four boiled dishes, six big dishes, and one soup.  There are a total of 19 dishes, each of which is different.  Chicken, duck, fish, vegetable egg noodles, everything.

    I thought I hadn't eaten meat for a long time, but this time I could eat enough and eat a lot.  As a result, just after the cooking was finished, I was already too full to die.  Seeing the charred pork knuckles and watercress fish being brought to the table one after another, my heart kept feeling depressed.

    Greedy is greedy, the key is that I can't eat anymore!  Looking at the people at the same table who moved quickly, no one showed the slightest expression of being full, so I gave up the idea of ??packing and taking it home.  I feel that by the end of the day, there is not much essence left on the table full of dishes.

    "Old Cousin""Come on, let's go out to play" the old cousin who had already put down the bowls and chopsticks before me said in my ear.

    "You don't know this place well, so what if you get lost?" I questioned.

    "We're just playing at the door. Besides, we're all full. What are you doing sitting here? Do you want to watch others eat?" The old cousin said something that I couldn't refute.

    After thinking about it, this is indeed the truth.  Originally, I wanted to eat more, but now I still can't eat more, and I have to sit here upright and stare at other people's food, which is really tormenting.

    "Let's go, go out and play" I also jumped off the stool and walked out of the gate with my old cousin.

    "Ren Tao, Zhang Jun, don't run around, you have to go back after eating, don't go far away" came the mother's voice from behind.

    "Okay, my old cousin and I are playing at the door, call me after you finish eating," I replied.

    Following the old cousin out of the gate, I was looking for something to play to pass the boring time, and found the old cousin quietly looking at the scenery on the mountain in the distance.

    Strange to say, the two completely different feelings inside and outside the door have a particularly strong impact on my senses.  Inside the door, there was a lot of heat, laughter, and the sound of bowls and chopsticks was louder and louder.  Across the door, the door was surprisingly quiet.

    The door is not closed, and closing it will not have the effect of isolating the sound.  The earthen walls are very low and can only be regarded as decorations, not even the basic anti-theft function.  But it is this door and one wall that separates the two moods.

    Looking at the distant scenery, the noise in my ears gradually faded until it disappeared.  Feel the whole body return to nature.

    No wind, no bird chirping.  Some are just the summer sun, which makes people's skin hurt.

    "Cousin, do you like mountains?"

    "Mountain, I like it, but climbing is tiring," I said.

    "I have lived in the mountains since I was a child. Although I don't live in the mountains now, I like mountains very much. I like the purity and nature of mountains."

    At this time, the old watch gave me a sudden feeling of admiration, very simple and down-to-earth, like a corner of a mountain, plain and mysterious.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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