The lunch meal was of course arranged at Xu Shiyan's house.
Xue Xiulin, Wei Mingrong, Wu Qiuyan, the sisters-in-law all came, and even Xu Shixiang's partner Chen Chunling came over to help with the work.
Su Anying is five months pregnant, with a bulging belly and a bit clumsy figure. She can't do much. Zhou Guilan is taking care of her inside and out.
There was a cooking stove built in the Xu family's yard, and most of the dishes that required firewood were cooked outside.
There are two pots in the house, frying and frying all kinds of things, and the aroma is always wafting.
It's already hot in the summer, but when we cook and cook in the house, it becomes even hotter and sweltering.
Moreover, there were so many people coming to help that the east and west rooms could not be opened.
Su Anying and Zhou Guilan discussed setting up a table in the yard.
Originally there were several grape vines in the garden, but Xu Shiyan saved a few more last year. The poles of the grape trellis happened to be erected on the roof of the house.
The vines were growing vigorously, and they all climbed onto the roof of the house, covering the yard and making it quite shady.
So, tables and chairs were set up in the yard and the dishes were served.
Pork ribs stewed with beans, pork head meat, cucumber mixed with pig ears, shredded pork heart mixed with shredded green onions, scrambled eggs with leeks, stir-fried large peppers with meat, eggplant with minced meat, and tomatoes mixed with sugar.
Among the eight dishes, except for the tomatoes mixed with sugar, the rest contained meat, which was considered hard enough.
The dishes were all served, wine was also placed, two bottles per table, and snow-white rice was simmering in the big pot over there.
That rice is naturally Xu Shiqin's monthly supply of fine grain, and he has been saving it for several months.
Except for Xu Haiyuan, no one was willing to eat a little bit, all of which were reserved for entertaining guests today.
As soon as you open the pot, the aroma of rice hits your nose. Who wouldn't be greedy after seeing it?
Eight dishes and rice were of a very high standard. Both the helpers and Lin Jian's workers were all happy when they saw this meal.
"Third brother, that's ok. It's all rice. Ouch, it tastes really good."
Zhao Jianshe took a deep breath, closed his eyes and thought about it, and praised,
“It’s good to have workers at home, and you can still eat rice.
Otherwise, it must be the third brother. There are ten big houses in these two houses, all made of bricks and tiles, and they look very rare."
Yang Chunming and others also echoed, and everyone burst into laughter.
Xu Shiyan hurriedly invited everyone to sit down and eat. Everyone didn't care about that. They each found people they knew well to gather together, chat, laugh, eat and drink.
Above the head, the grape trellis blocks the scorching sun, leaving a refreshing feeling.
From time to time, a breeze blows by, bringing a burst of comfort. In front of you, you can see delicious wine and delicious food.
There is laughter and laughter all around. Who wouldn’t be happy in such an atmosphere?
Building a house and raising beams is a big event, and it is also a happy event. Regardless of relatives and friends, everyone is smiling and congratulating Xu Chenghou and Xu Shiyan.
"My in-laws, you must be lucky. Look at this big house with five bricks and tiles. It has been built with beams.
It will be so comfortable to wait until the inside and outside are tidied up and we can move in in the fall."
With all the older people gathered at the table, Su Weizhong had no choice but to congratulate Xu Chenghou.
Xu Chenghou of course had to come back when his family was building a house. There were people digging and working on the mountain to help keep an eye on it.
That's the only good thing about a new plant, no one cares about it, it's not worth it.
Xu Chenghou and Xu Shiyan can just go back and watch in the evening.
"Isn't that what your uncle is capable of? If I didn't have my third son, how could I dare to build such a big house, and it's all made of bricks and tiles? I don't dare to think about it."
The beauty in Xu Chenghou's heart is that when he lives to the age of sixty, he can finally live in a spacious and bright big tile-roofed house. This life is not a loss.
"Before, I really didn't like San'er.
I just felt that he was too bored and couldn't beat him with three sticks, and he was just grinding away at everything he did all day long.
But who would have thought that among the five sons, the third was the one who would succeed.
Look at the life he is living now, with five large tile-roofed houses built, three houses here, and two pigs raised there.
He can watch ginseng in the mountains, and he can also hunt and herd the mountains. Really, among these few, no one can compare with him."
Xu Chenghou drank some wine and used the strength of the wine to praise his third son.
"Yes, you and San'er are now lucky. You moved out of the big house and transferred to the second brigade of Donggang. You earned more work points and built five more tile-roofed houses.
It’s not San’er, you’re still living in the big house in your adobe house.”
On the side, Zhao Dahai, who also rushed over to help, couldn't help but complain while holding the wine glass.
"At first, I looked down on San'er, but how are you doing now? Aren't San'er and his wife treating you well?"
They have been buddies for many years, and they don't pay much attention to what they say. Zhao Dahai deliberately poked Xu Chenghou's sore spot.
Xu Chenghou didn't care and just smiled, "Yes, so people can't just look at it for a moment.
Who would have thought that our sick third son would be as successful as he is today?"
Xu Chenghou smiled proudly. His life up to now had been worth it.
I have eaten, drank, played, been rich and poor, had a good time when I was young, and when I am old, I have a daughter and a daughter, and my son and daughter-in-law are still filial.
People have everything they should have in this life and are content.
"The snot bubbles are all coming out of your beautiful nose. Hurry up, drink, don't show off."
Zhao Dahai looked at Xu Chenghou's proud look and was so envious that he could only go to Xu Chenghou for a drink.
"Lao Yu, come on, let's have a drink together. I also envy you for your talent."
Speaking of envy, Zhao Dahai not only envied Xu Chenghou, he also envied Yu Shouguang.
Originally, Xu Shiyan should have been the pride of Dongjiangyan, but now it's good that Yu Shouguang has picked up a ready-made one.
This is fate, which makes people envious, jealous and hateful.
Yu Shouguang was chatting and drinking with someone with a smile. When he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he understood and quickly clinked the glasses with Zhao Dahai.
"That's because Xiao Xu can come to our second brigade. That's a treasure for me.
Xiao Xu is a talent, and talent should not be buried and should be treated well, don’t you think so?"
Yu Shouguang said this on purpose.
Yu Shouguang also learned about Xu Shiyan's experience in the Dongjiangyan Brigade, and he felt sorry for Xu Shiyan from the bottom of his heart.
Such a talent, those fools along the Dongjiang River didn't know how to cherish it, so they just ran away with it. Is it too late to regret it now?
How could Zhao Dahai not understand the meaning of Yu Shouguang's words, but what could he say?
Dongjiangyan has been completely destroyed by Hu Liancheng and his gang. Now many people are thinking of moving out. Even Zhao Dahai's own son has moved out. What else can he say?
"Come on, drink, drink." Drink a bar. There is everything in the wine. It's useless to talk so much.
With good wine and good food in front of you, why talk so much? Eat and drink when you need to, we can talk about the rest later.
Everyone exchanged cups, drank, and punched each other. For a while, Xu's courtyard was filled with laughter and laughter, making it extremely lively.
The men were all eating outside, and the women were setting a table on the ground in the east room.
The radio is on and the local station is playing opera. It feels quite good to listen to the opera while eating.
"Now here is a news report. At about 1:30 noon today, a gas explosion occurred in Fusong Da'an Coal Mine. Seven people were killed on the spot and two were seriously injured."
While eating, a piece of news suddenly came out from the radio. Everyone in the room who was eating was dumbfounded.
"It's a good thing that the third child refused to go to Da'an Coal Mine, otherwise, it would have caused trouble."
Zhou Guilan was so frightened that she dropped her chopsticks on the floor and murmured.
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This chapter is the one I posted by mistake before. The author is currently away from home and has no way to modify the content. I can only replace the previous one. I’m so sorry. I almost cried because of my own stupidity. Oh, it’s terrible.