Pleasant times always fly by, and the feast after five days is in the blink of an eye.

"Crackling!" As soon as the day dawned, the sound of firecrackers had already arrived.

The Song family is rich and rich, and the banquet is very large. The whole village was invited to celebrate that the little stone had finally stood and was in good health.

There were a lot of people who came to help, and Nan Jin was clumsy, so she didn't go to help. Wo in the clinic to cut medicinal herbs before the auspicious time, only to go with a congratulatory gift.

"Aunt Song, congratulations!"

"Doctor Nan Jin, why are you here now! I've got a place for you in the main house, so let's go! ”

"Thank you, Aunt Song." Nan Jin saw that Aunt Song was also very busy, and she had to talk for a long time.

Nan Jin also often comes to the Song family, and she is very familiar with herself.

There are two tables of banquet in the main house, one for men and one for women. There were three people sitting in the men's seat, the village head, the head of the Song family, and the private school gentleman, who were chatting there. The women's seat should be their family. It is estimated that no one has come yet, and there are still some people outside to help!

"The village chief is good, the Song patriarch is good, Mr. Song is good, and the aunts are good." Nan Jin is still very polite outside.

Mr. Private School is also surnamed Song, speaking of which is still the same clan as Xiaoshi's family, only then does he see that his talent and intelligence allow him to take leave frequently, and he can also be assessed frequently, and their family protects Xiaoshi as an eyeball, and it is not easy to say anything between relatives.

The village chief and the others all nodded, as if they had said hello. In ancient times, the defense between men and women was still very serious, and Nan Jin would not find a topic boring by himself.

"Dr. Nan Jin is here, sit there." The village chief's wife pulled Nan Jin to sit down.

"Hello sister!" An An also learned to greet Nan Jin.

"An An's fine." Nan Jin smiled.

"An An, what do you like to eat the most?"

"Meat, An An likes meat the most."

"Nothing else?"

"Well, and eggs."

"Doesn't An An like greens?"

"Hmm......" An An looked embarrassed, did she want to tell her sister that she didn't like to eat vegetables? However, my sister has always said that green vegetables are a good thing and should be eaten more.

"Haha, if you don't like it, just say you don't like it, my sister can still eat you?" Nan Jin suddenly remembered that when she was a child, like An An, she only liked to eat meat and didn't like vegetarianism.

"Ahh An An's little face turned red and was seen by her sister.

Before you know it, you're seated.

The little stone came out, not wearing the usual short brown, but a miniature version of the reader's robe, like a little adult, especially cute.

"Folks! Be quiet, be quiet. Today is my son's seventh birthday. As everyone knows, my son was not in good health when he was a child, and he never named him, and he didn't even hold a weekly banquet. Now, my son has finally been raised, and the teacher has suggested that he leave this fall.

Today's banquet is to celebrate the birthday and make up for the regret of not catching the week back then. Second, I wish the scientific examination a good ranking. Three, I want to tell the villagers my son's name.

Song Zhixing, the word is humble.

Mr. said that knowledge and action are taken from the unity of knowledge and action, which means that the moral character is noble and the words count. Ziqian, which means to be humble in dealing with people.

Everyone will remember to call Ziqian in the future, a scholar, don't call it a nickname anymore, it's unsightly.

Now, let's start catching the week. ”

The big guy let out a good-natured laugh.

Nan Jin didn't expect that Xiao Shi was already seven years old, because Xiao Shi was not too tall. The first time we met, I thought it was four or five years old, maybe it was because of congenital deficiencies!

Xiaoshi has long since stopped catching weeks at this age, but most parents in the world have a common problem and always want to give their children the best.

As for the little stone himself, he has a lot of playfulness and doesn't feel embarrassed at all. What's more, this is the love of his parents, and he can't live up to it, so he stands up happily.

Mr. Song listened to Xiao Shi's father's name reciting word for word, and felt that Xiao Shi was smart.

If you let Xiaoshi know, you should definitely say: Teacher, you think too much, I will never forget it, and my father still taught me to memorize it for five days before I memorized it.

On the red cloth of Zhou, there are abacus, copper scales, official seals, ruyi, books, wooden hammers, and wooden swords, and I don't know who put a bowl of sauce elbows with bad taste. Does this mean that you want Xiaoshi to be a foodie?

Little Stone, oh, now it's called Ziqian. Ziqian was not affected by the elbow of the sauce, and stepped forward to take his favorite Ruyi and books and retreated.

The person who sang the joy hurriedly said: "Ruyi, Ruyi, Shunxin, auspicious, leisurely, comfortable, free." This is to say that Ziqian will be able to do everything smoothly and be happy in the future. Books mean knowledgeable, promising, rich in learning, and full of wealth. It's all a good symbol! ”

"Yes, yes."

"Books are good, reading is good, and I will be a master of the sky in the future."

"I think Ruyi is better, and everything goes smoothly."

"It's all good."

"I wish Ziqian a smooth and smooth imperial examination."

"Peace and sound."

……

The blessings of the people were opened.

Xiao Shi's father was happy, beckoning everyone to sit down and eat the feast. Xiaoshi, the little birthday star, has already sat down and put on a posture, and it is a blessing to be able to eat!

"Big guys, sit down and let go of eating. After eating, let's listen to the play! ”

There was another round of heckling.

"Serve the food ......"

The dishes are very good, not to mention that there is more meat and less meat, they are all hard dishes, all of which are stained with meat. As soon as this dish is served, the big guy has no time to talk. Even Nan Jin ate very happily, saying that it was the first time she came here to eat so heartily, and she ate more than a dozen kinds of dishes at once.

The Song family slaughtered two pigs, at this time people already know how to incite pigs, and the pigs raised by farmers taste different from those raised by modern feed, one word, fragrant.

In modern times, Nan Jin doesn't touch fat at all. But this time, no matter how fat or thin the braised pork and stewed meat were, Nan Jin did not refuse to come. Of course, she still likes to eat ribs and lean meat.

The people in the village eat with a mouthful of oil, and of course they prefer fatty meat to lean meat. Because fatty meat tastes better than lean meat.

The Song family was particularly particular about putting out four plates of cold dishes and four plates of hot dishes. This is followed by two sweet soups and four savory soups. At this time, sugar was still relatively expensive, and most people only served salty soup when they held banquets.

By the time I got to the last dish of tomato and egg soup, I was almost done. There are also a few people with big appetites who are holding steamed buns and nibbling on vegetables.

"Longevity noodles are coming!" How can you celebrate your birthday without longevity!

"Everyone, eat quickly, and be happy!"

Speaking of this longevity noodle, it is the unique skill of Master Kang in the town. A noodle leads to the end, meaning a long life.

When eating noodles, you should neither clip them with chopsticks nor bite them off with your mouth. Swallow the noodles one whole at a time.

Longevity noodles have been around for a long time, and Nan Jin thought of a legend she had seen.

"The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" once mentioned that people can live a long life if the ditch is deep and long. According to legend, when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty chatted with his ministers, he talked about the "Book of Pictures", which said: One inch long in a human can live to be 100 years old. Although Nan Jin didn't think so, she didn't think of how to refute it.

A minister named Dongfang Shuo laughed. The emperor was very curious about why he was laughing, and Nan Jin was also curious, so he continued to read. Dongfang Shuo said that Peng Zu lived 800 years old, and he was eight inches old, how long was his face?

Nan Jin also laughed when she saw this.

Because the face and the face figured it out, I had to eat longevity noodles on my birthday later.

After being full of wine and food, I forgot to say that the wine here is not strong, that is, modern rice wine, and Nan Jin drank several bowls!