The guests who gathered around the main table to appraise the paintings reluctantly went back to their seats until someone came to ask Ms. Tong if she was ready to serve.
Mr. Tong quickly asked his disciples to put away the gift given to him by the little girl, lest he accidentally damage the painting, and sent it to the study on the second floor for collection along with the small box that had not yet been opened.
Seeing that the people around the main table dispersed, Le Xiaoxiao did not ask the host to come again to treat him, and walked back to the main table with Yan Foodie.
The guests returned to their seats. Mr. Tong and his father's two disciples acted as representatives and walked around the table to check which tables were not full, and then slightly adjusted the seats.
The Tong family hired hotel staff to cook at home, and the patrons filed in from the back kitchen with dining carts and started serving food.
A band came on stage to play music, and the emcee in charge gave a speech. After that, Tong Lao's disciples performed the opening song to celebrate the teacher's birthday.
The youngest of Tong's disciples is in his fifties, and most of his disciples are old people in their sixties or seventies. A group of old people with black hair mixed with white hair worked together, and a few people who knew music played a song "Xiaoxiang Water".
"Clouds", there are three people dancing, while calligraphers and painters are painting or writing in the music.
The melodious song and dance of "Xiaoxiang Water Clouds" ended, and the calligraphers and painters' works were also completed. The painter used meticulous brushwork to draw an impromptu work of the teacher sitting and receiving blessings from the crowd, and the calligrapher inscribed the words.
The music is really nice, the dance is really nice, and the paintings are really beautiful.
Regardless of whether you are an expert or an outsider, everyone applauds and gives you the warmest praise.
After the opening dance, one of Tong Lao's disciples performed the "Peacock" dance to wish his master a birthday.
For Tong Lao's birthday party, a total of more than 230 invitations were sent out. The rough calculation of the number of people was thirty-three tables, and three more tables were prepared, so there were actually thirty-five tables.
When Mr. Tong's master and apprentice finished their performance, the waiters also served the first round of main tea.
Ms. Tong and her junior brothers and sisters each picked up their wine glasses and accompanied the old man on the stage to pay tribute to the guests. Naturally, Mrs. Wang and Professor Wan Qi also went to the stage with them.
The hosts stepped onto the stage, and the guests all stood up and raised their glasses.
When Wang Ziyan saw Mrs. Wang and Professor Wanqi on the stage together with the Tong family, she felt bad. Why was Mrs. Wang with the Tong family?
On the stage, Ms. Tong delivered a speech. She is the eldest of the Tong family, and her father's disciples also call her "senior sister", so now she should deliver a speech on behalf of the Tong family's children.
When his daughter gave a speech of thanks, Mr. Tong said a few words in person, raised his glass to pay tribute to the guests, and did it first to show respect.
The guests toasted to the host from a distance and drank a cup with them.
After delivering his pre-dinner speech, Mr. Tong led the disciples off the small stage and returned to the table to sit down.
The guests took their seats one after another after the host walked off the stage. After the host took his seat, the banquet officially started.
The first half of the birthday banquet was for eating. The host and guests slowly tasted the delicious food and watched the orchestra's performances from time to time. After eating for more than half an hour, Tong Lao's disciples and grandchildren came on stage to perform.
The guests were eating and drinking, chatting while eating, or watching performances while eating.
Because there were so many people talking, she was naturally not afraid of being heard by others if she spoke quietly. Wang Ziyan finally couldn't hold back and asked the teacher: "Teacher, what is the relationship between Teacher Wang Shiya and the Tong family? Why does she also act as the master among the children of the Tong family?"
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Hearing her words, Master Hu's disciples were startled and quickly explained in a low voice: "What does it mean to act as a master? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. Teacher Wang Shiya is the direct disciple of Mr. Tong's senior brother, and she is Mr. Tong's nephew.
, Teacher Wang Shiya and Mr. Tong are from the same family."
Boom, there was a thunderous sound in Wang Ziyan's head, which made her brain buzz. Mrs. Wang... came from the same school as Mrs. Tong's teacher?!
Mrs. Wang is Mr. Tong’s nephew, which means she is Ms. Tong’s junior sister!
Master Hu and Mr. Tong do not have the title of master and disciple, but they have the meaning of master and disciple. In terms of it, Mrs. Wang and Master Hu are of the same generation.
If Mrs. Wang knew that Master Hu's disciples intended to train her and gave Master Hu some advice, it is conceivable that Master Hu would definitely believe Wang Shiya's words.
Thinking of the relationship between Master Hu and the Tong family, Wang Ziyan felt uneasy. How could she avoid being an outcast?
The middle part was time to watch the performance. After more than an hour, the last round of dishes and fruits was served, and Ms. Tong and her junior brothers and sisters toasted to each table of guests.
Of course Mr. Tong didn't go. He is already ninety years old. If he had to go to each table to toast in person, wouldn't it be a hassle for him? If he was asked to toast, it would be better not to hold a banquet.
The disciples went to toast, and the only ones at the main table were himself and the little girl, the grandson of the He family. Mr. Tong suddenly became energetic and took the little girl to chat, from south to north, from life to painting, Confucianism, Zhu Neo-Confucianism, Lao Zhuang.
Learn…….
He found that no matter what he was talking about, the little girl could pick up the conversation. Now, he felt more energetic and felt like he had met his soulmate. He was as excited as a young man and wanted to keep chatting.
Yan Xing was confused most of the time: "..." He just wanted to ask, is Mr. Tong celebrating his birthday or holding a discussion?
Wouldn’t it be nice to talk about something down-to-earth?
Let’s talk about the food. Isn’t it delicious?
Why are we talking about something so profound and difficult to understand, such as the Hundred Schools of Thought, the Spring and Autumn Rites and Rules... Aren't those things the topics that writers and historians want to discuss? Aren't they the knowledge that students should have a headache about?
Young Master Yan was stunned by the chatter between the old man and the young man, and his eyes became more and more confused. By the way, is Mr. Tong a musician or a thinker?
Is the little Loli a miracle doctor or a literary historian?
Can anyone tell him what the central idea of the two people's chat was?
It’s getting more and more difficult to understand, like listening to a book from heaven. Young Master Yan wants to cry. Can someone help him? He doesn’t want to be an audience anymore. Being an audience is so tiring!
After Ms. Tong and her junior brothers and sisters finished toasting and returned to the main table, what they saw was the scene of the old man chatting with the little girl, and Young Master Yan next to him was listening with great interest.
That picture is beautiful.
Ms. Tong and others were reluctant to disturb them, so they sat down and listened. After listening for a while, they also had black questions on their faces, "What about that, old man, what were you talking to the little girl about?"
If we don’t talk about the talents of the juniors on the stage, if we don’t talk about the new music, the dance world needs new blood, how can we talk about Lao Zhuang, Lao Tzu and so on?
As a result, Tong Lao's disciples also followed in Young Master Yan's footsteps. Their minds were confused, their faces were smiling, and they had one thought in their hearts: Even if we don't quite understand, we must pretend to understand!<
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Being dragged into a chat by Mr. Tong, Le Yun felt helpless. She majored in the medical field. It would be fine if Mr. Tong didn't talk to her about medicine. He could just talk about biochemistry and geology. If not, he could just talk about music. She
After all, there is hunting, right?
But why should we talk about Confucianism, what should we talk about the Spring and Autumn Etiquette, what should we talk about Lao Zhuang, and Neo-Confucianism?
She’s not a liberal arts major, so what’s the point of talking about that?
When the old man wanted to talk about things that were beyond her reach, she felt miserable and had to accompany him. Who said he was the birthday boy? The birthday boy was the biggest.
She can understand that Yan is a foodie who doesn't come to the rescue. After all, that guy is a rough guy who only likes wielding knives and guns. If you talk to him about the art of war, tactics and weapons research, he will be interested and can talk to you for three days and three nights.
It won’t be annoying either.
When Ms. Tong and others came back, she thought that the conversation should be over now, but unexpectedly, those people were all listeners, and no one came to persuade them to eat or drink.
Fall!
Can you still stay happily in a place like this?
The tired student Le Xiao, in order to save himself from the sea of suffering, looked at an opening, picked up the cup and stood up to pay tribute to Mr. Tong: "Old Tong, I have accepted the warm hospitality from your hometown. Here, I borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.
Here’s to you, may you be as strong as bamboo and as evergreen as pines and cypresses!”
"Thank you!" The little girl toasted, and Mr. Tong also stood up, picked up the wine glass, clinked the glass with the little girl, and drank it all in one gulp.
Yan Xing, Ms. Tong and others also stood up and took a sip with them.
"Mr. Tong, thank you for your hospitality. I'll excuse you now." After toasting a glass of wine, Le Yun said goodbye to the host.
In order to prevent my uncle and senior sister from trying to keep their little darling, Mrs. Wang came to the rescue: "Uncle, let my little darling go home first. Otherwise, the guests will come to toast you later, and her share will be indispensable."
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"Well, okay, I apologize for the poor reception. Yixin, send the little girl off for me." Mr. Tong originally wanted to keep the little girl for one night, but now he had to let her go.
Le Yun once again said "Excuse me" to Mr. Tong and everyone, then turned and walked towards the door.
Yan Xing followed little Loli and left.
Ms. Tong responded and saw off the guests in person.
When the little righteous grandson of the Chao family goes to Jay Chou's and Qing's hometown, he always leaves the table after the host proposes a toast. Many people in the aristocratic circles are used to this.
Only those who did not know the identity of the little girl were particularly surprised. The little girl not only sat at the same table with the host, but also left the table in the middle. What was her background?
Chao Yiye had already guessed that Xiao Tuanzi would leave midway. When he saw her leaving, he picked up his wine glass and quickly walked to the main table to propose a toast to the birthday girl.
After the host has toasted, the rest of the time is for the guests to toast to the host and each other, so it is not rude for Master Chao to be the first to toast to the birthday boy.
Mr. Tong accepted the kindness and took a sip. Mr. Tong's disciple drank a full cup on his behalf.
Chao Yiye toasted and apologized to the host, saying that he wanted to take the dumplings home, so he was rude and left first.
Mr. Tong also expressed his understanding and asked his disciple to send Mr. Chao off.
Chao Yi said goodbye to his master and hurriedly left, leaving the hall door. He asked his master to stay while he went to find Xiaotuanzi.
Ms. Tong sent the little girl to the door and was asked to stay. She stood at the door and watched. When Mr. Chao hurriedly chased her out, she smiled and said goodbye to the guest before returning to the hall with her junior brother.
Le Yun walked out of the hall and arrived at the avenue in front of Ms. Tong's villa. She waited by the roadside. After waiting for a while, she saw her uncle coming out. When her uncle approached, she jumped up like a monkey.
Behind him, he was shouting that he couldn't move anymore.
Chao Yiye was so happy that he quickly squatted down, picked up the dumplings on his back, and strode with Young Master Yan to find the car.
Yan Xing felt sour when he saw the little loli giggling like a little white rabbit on Mr. Chao's back. He was strong, but the little loli didn't ask him to carry it!
No matter how sad he felt, he could only bear it by himself. He found the parked car, checked it first, then opened the door and sat in the cab as the driver.
Chao Yi carried Xiao Tuanzi to the car and then put him down. Then he got into the car. He and Xiao Tuanzi sat in the back. He felt happy because he could take Xiao Tuanzi home. He talked to Xiao Tuanzi gently and smiled brightly.
I have never been embarrassed.
Ms. Tong's villa is not too far from the municipal family compound. It takes about 20 minutes without traffic jams. If you take a bicycle and take a trail, it will take more than ten minutes.
The traffic volume was also heavy at night, but since it was not a peak period, the road conditions were relatively smooth. Yan Xing drove the car and walked for 23 minutes to arrive outside the family compound where Mr. Chao Yi lived.
Of course he went directly into the compound, followed Chao Yiye's instructions, and parked on the road in front of the building where Chao Yiye lived. After the uncle and nephew got off the car, he drove out to stay in a hotel and waited until tomorrow.
Take the little loli back to the paradise.
Chao Yiye took the elevator upstairs with a pink dumpling, walked quietly to the outside of his house, and opened the door quietly.
Mrs. Chao and Mother Niu were sitting in the living room at home watching TV. When they heard the door ring, Mother Niu looked over and saw that her husband was back. She immediately got up and went to pour water for him.
Mrs. Chao turned around and saw her husband walking in, and was quite surprised: "Old Guo, did you come back so early today?"
Mr. Chao Yi, who walked into the house seriously, was about to take credit from his wife. The little boy who was following him jumped out and shouted happily: "Auntie, Xiaotuanzi, I'm here to see you. Mother Niu, good evening."
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When Mrs. Chao saw her husband coming back, she first turned down the TV volume. When she heard the sweet sound, she quickly looked over and saw a pretty and juicy little girl emerging next to her husband. She was so surprised that she stood up and ran away.
: "Lele Little Tuanzi!"
"Hey, little princess!" Mother Cow also heard the little girl's voice, and she was so happy that she stopped pouring water and quickly looked for fruits.
Mrs. Chao was so happy that she almost flew up. She rushed out of the sofa in a few steps and hugged the soft dumpling that came towards her. She smiled happily and said: "Little dumpling finally came to visit my uncle's house. He is such a good baby.
!Our little dumpling also went to Tong’s house, right?”
"Yes, Xiaotuanzi and Aunt Wang went to celebrate Mr. Tong's birthday. Tong's home is close to our home, so I had the opportunity to abduct him and come to our house."
Mr. Chao Yi took off his shoes and asked his wife for credit, his tone unable to conceal his pride.
"Yeah, yeah, I actually kidnapped Xiaotuanzi back this time, and you did a great job!" Mrs. Chao also smiled broadly. She lowered her head and pinched the little face of the dumpling, then took her little paws and brought her to the sofa area to sit down.
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Chao Yiye changed his shoes, washed his hands, then slipped to the guest room, took out the mats and pillows from the cabinet, laid them out, and then returned to the living room with a smile.
Mother Cow put each kind of fruit on a plate and poured cold water for the husband and the fourth girl. She went to rest first and prepared to make a loving breakfast for the little girl tomorrow morning.
Chao Yi and his wife put the dumpling in the middle and sat down, happily coaxing the dumpling to taste the fruit. They were busy feeding the dumpling and were very busy.
To be honest, if Xiaotuanzi didn’t have a regular schedule, the couple would still want to have a candlelit night chat with Xiaotuanzi.
Therefore, she obviously wanted to catch Xiao Tuanzi for a long talk, but she was unwilling to ruin her schedule. When it was almost eleven o'clock, Mrs. Chao found the clothes she had prepared and asked Xiao Tuanzi to take a shower and rest.
The couple waited for Xiaotuanzi to take a shower and return to the room, and then waited until the lights in the room went out before they quietly returned to the master bedroom.
This chapter has been completed!