87.Chapter 87

"Jiu Yanzi, it's just right that you're here, I have something at home that I need to go back to, don't prepare my lunch!" Lao Wang hurriedly walked in front of him.

I glanced at him, this acting was so bad, his meaning was obvious, he withdrew from a banquet position and gave way to Qing Xuanzi.

"There is no reason to skip meals, this is too inconsistent with etiquette!" I said a word to Lao Wang lightly, and I didn't break him.

"My cousin called me and said that the third girl came back from outside today, and I have to pick her up, and I will come back later!" The tall guy interjected on the side.

It wasn't just the two of them who found a reason, but some of the other Eight Immortals found reasons one after another, which meant that this lord didn't sit down and gave it to Qing Xuanzi, not wanting me to embarrass me.

I stopped and glanced at Qing Xuanzi, who was looking at me with a smile and didn't speak, as if he was watching how I solved it.

"If any of you dare to leave today, you just won't give me Chen Jiu's face, so why don't you sit down and eat on the main Xi!" I yelled at the Eight Immortals, I originally wanted to speak softly, but, considering this group of big men, you definitely can't talk to them lightly.

As soon as these words came out, I saw Qing Xuanzi's face sank, he was very angry, I walked over and pulled him, "Qing Xuanzi Dao Chief, take a step to speak." ”

Don't really say it, this Qing Xuanzi is angry, his appearance is a little cold, he should be a rare beautiful man when he is young.

He has been calm and does not talk to me, I pulled him towards my house, while the dead fart, said that his Taoism is eternal to the present, only Taishang Laojun alone can be defeated, and said that his appearance, born is an emperor's appearance, but God is ruthless, only to fall to the mortal dust to become this Taoist.

When I was about to arrive at the door, I saw Lang Gao, my father, and Lao Xiucai standing at the door, I secretly glanced into the room, there was a table of wine banquets inside, and the dishes on it were not worse than those in the hall, and I counted them roughly, five bowls, and there was only half a bowl of dishes in each bowl.

"Chen Baxian, Xiaodao is also famous in this Dongxing Town, where to go for a funeral, not to sit in the main Xi big fish and meat to eat, come to your house to move the grave, you will let me sit here? Eat this dish? Qing Xuanzi was angry, and pointed at me for a while.

"Don't be angry, see who I invited to accompany you to dinner?" I gestured to Lao Xiucai.

"Qing Xuanzi, I don't know if the old man will accompany you to this meal, are you willing to accompany you?" Lao Xiucai straightened his face, and his appearance looked a little formal, a little different from usual.

What I didn't expect was that Qing Xuanzi only opened his mouth when he heard Lao Xiu, and his attitude took a 180-degree turn, if it was said that he respected the old and loved the young, at most he reluctantly agreed, and he must have been a little angry in his heart, but now this attitude is inevitably a little too much.

I saw that Qing Xuanzi arched his hand towards Lao Xiucai first, and said flatteredly: "I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it, it's Xiaodao's honor to eat with you." ”

A small banquet turmoil is over, I breathe a sigh of relief next to me, if the host doesn't know the inside story of this banquet, if Qing Xuanzi is really mad and waving his sleeves away, I can only stare dryly, after all, it is our etiquette that is not done, no wonder he.

During the meal, I was more curious about Qing Xuanzi's attitude towards Lao Xiucai, at first these two people didn't say whether they lived or died, and later, Lao Xiucai drank a little high, I knocked on the side, and finally found out the truth, when Qing Xuanzi was young, he studied with Lao Xiucai for half a year, and Lao Xiucai was his enlightenment teacher.

After three rounds of drinking, Lao Xiucai accompanied Qing Xuanzi to eat, I took some plastic bags and a few cigarettes with my father, and gave eight packs of cigarettes and eight plastic bags to each table, which was used to fill the food for those who came to participate in the relocation of the grave. (Note: Formal banquets are for eight people per table, but now it is generally ten people, and personally, I feel a little disrespectful to customs.) )

After eating, I wrapped 200 yuan for Widow Liu, who was in charge of the kitchen, which was her salary today, and 50 yuan for each of the three people in the village who came to help, as a slight gesture of gratitude.

When the guests were almost greeted, Lang Gao found me and asked, "Your eight relatives, each of whom has a red envelope of 300 yuan, how do you plan to return the gift?" This has to be agreed upon by the Lord's family, and I am not in a position to assert it. ”

I thought for a while, and said to Lang Gao: "Give each of them a hundred refunds as a return gift!" After all, my father also spent a lot of money on a banquet at their house! ”

This kind of return gift is the custom of our side, whether it is a white wedding or a red celebration, relatives come to eat the red envelope of the banquet bag, the host family has to return some back, and the main family has the final say.

Of course, some rich people, in this regard, are more atmospheric, generally do not accept gifts, invite relatives to eat, and then send red envelopes to relatives when they are done, rich and not rich is completely this concept, this thing can not be compared, my family is poor, this gift still has to be received.

After eating and drinking, Qing Xuanzi went to get the coffin, the eight immortals sat in the hall and bragged and fart, this said that the daughter-in-law of the east family was good, and the other said that the daughter-in-law of the west family was big, and a group of men sat together and chatted with some yellow jokes.

When I walked into the hall, Lao Wang was asking Guo Fat Man about the bitterness of being single eighteen, Guo Fatzi's answer made all the eight immortals laugh from ear to ear, he said, the heart is not sour, but the hands are sore.

I was also very drunk, and I didn't feel sour after a few less airplane fights, shrugged my shoulders, walked in, clapped my palms, attracted their attention, and said: "After you are full of wine and food, it's time to get down to business, first carry the empty coffin to my grandfather's grave, after moving the grave, everyone stays for dinner, my family is a family of three, and some of the remaining dishes can't be eaten and poured, everyone help to eat some"

This doesn't sound good, but it is something we often say in the countryside, and it has no other meaning, but it is more realistic, because this is the truth.

"Nine guys, have you done everything in the coffin?" Lao Wang came over and asked me.

"Qing Xuanzi has already made it, just waiting for you to carry the empty coffin." After saying that, I walked towards the door, as the main family, there were too many trivial matters to move the grave, and I did not have time to chat with them.

A group of eight immortals walked out after me, the coffin was placed on the left side of my house, when I bought it back, I was afraid that the open air would not be good, so I covered it with a plastic mat, and when we walked over, Qing Xuanzi was putting things in the coffin, just like a normal funeral, it was all such things.

"It's coming, let's go to the grave and pick up the dragon's body!" Qing Xuanzi looked up and greeted us.

Because it is a moving grave, the coffin lid can not be covered on top, the coffin lid should be placed on top of the coffin in turn, and then tied with a dragon rope, and the empty coffin is driven, and three gongs need to be used, which is a matter of knowing the guest.

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