There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

At four o'clock in the morning, the foot of the North Mountain in Zhangjia Village began to make noise. Today, all the old and young in the three houses of the old Zhang family gathered at Zhang's second father, Zhang's father's house. Just because today is the full moon of the grandson of their old Zhang family, Xiaopingan.

The men of the Zhang family were busy clearing the snow in the front and back yards, building an earthen stove, building a canopy, and carrying tables. The two large stoves in the kitchen were boiling hot. In the kitchen and by the well, Zhang’s mother and the women were busy cleaning the borrowed bowls and chopsticks for the banquet, the meat and vegetables needed for the banquet, and preparing steamed buns in advance.

Xizi took a few older children to run errands in and out of the yard, while the younger Mimi ran into the house with their eyes wide open and went to sleep. The sound of moving, washing, talking, and children's calls in the entire Zhang family's yard intersected into one sound.

Zhou Jiao was in a daze and was woken up by some sounds every few minutes. Only her son was lying down and sleeping beside her, and Zhang Guoqing was nowhere to be seen. After washing up, I poked my head to look outside, and was startled, didn't I say that I would not go to the big house? Why are so many people making trouble?

Zhang Guoqing ran to the provincial capital early yesterday morning, picked up his mother-in-law and Cheng Lin's two guests, and accompanied them to the military region. After returning to the county seat, he saw that his mother-in-law insisted on staying in the county guest house, and waited for them to make all arrangements. He hastily said goodbye and left. As for the mother-in-law, she said that there are still eggs to be delivered to the village the next day. He didn't take it to heart.

He was too busy, busy notifying the barber and photo studio master, so he didn't stop. Fortunately, the dishes and drinks at the banquet a few days ago have been consulted by the master chef. As soon as he got home, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was dragged to the village by his father, and personally invited the village clan elders and elderly people to come to Zhang's house for a drink the next day.

After finishing dinner with great difficulty, Zhang's mother saw that it was dark, and every household should have finished dinner. Hurriedly urging the three brothers to start moving tables and stools to the agreed house. The three brothers ran all over the village, and when they were finally done, their parents dragged them to negotiate with someone to welcome them.

After finally lying on the bed and sleeping for a while, my son woke up. Before he could squint for a while, there was movement in the yard. This was even more tiring than his getting married. Fortunately, only the eldest son, Ping An, had such a grand ceremony.

Father Zhang spent a lot of money this time. In addition to the eggs and steamed buns in return, the family also killed a pig a few days ago.

Looking at this posture, Zhang Guoqing has always advocated simplicity, and don't set up more than a dozen tables. After being reprimanded by Father Zhang, he obediently obeyed his arrangement. This will make him do whatever he wants, and be obedient to his father.

Father Zhang is very unreasonable. Let him not refute. Uncle Zhang Guoqing and the sons and daughters of the uncle's family all came over, and the two tables were crowded together. There are also old relatives in the family, two uncles, aunts, aunts, cousins, cousins, Zhang's relatives, one person and two tables are not enough for a family, let alone those with children?

In addition to Cheng, Lin's family, his godfather and his wife, Zhao Dashan, Zuo Lin, and others, maybe someone else would join in the fun. There are also good friends in the village, Zhang Guoqing's brothers, and the old people in the clan. If there are no twenty tables, they will make jokes.

This is still less, if all his own best buddies come over, even those close friends of the bricklayer come over, fifty tables will not be evenly arranged. At the beginning, when Zhang Guoqing got married, there were dozens of tables for the running water banquet.

Zhang Guoqing has been carrying vegetables and meat to the house these days. When I heard that twenty tables were really going to be set up, the first thing I thought of was that the whole family was going to eat corn dregs again.

Seeing that he was frowning, Zhang's mother secretly pulled him and muttered that on the day of washing three, there were more than 300 bowls for washing three sides. Many people didn't come last time, and they asked someone to bring gifts. This time, there will only be more people, not fewer.

Zhang Guoqing was so frightened that he hurriedly took his father to the master spoon master to discuss again. After finally ordering the dishes, he was greatly relieved. It's really getting bigger and bigger.

As the sky gradually brightened, the door of the Zhang family opened, and there was a constant flow of people coming and going. There are several tables in the main room and the right wing room for the elders in the family and outside the mother’s family. The front yard to the back yard of the yard is full of tables. There are several stoves set up in the lee of the backyard. The chef who is in charge of the spoon has already started to work with his hands. The cut cold dishes are all placed on the boxy wooden shelf set up with wooden boards, and the fire has been lit on the stove to start stewing, steaming and steaming.

After seven o'clock, Lin Lishan and Cheng Lin's two sisters-in-law and sisters drove the car, followed by a carriage towards Zhang's yard, followed by three military vehicles, Zhao Chuanguang, his wife and Zhou Xiaozheng's brothers and wife.

Several cars had just stopped, and the gifts on the carriage hadn't been unloaded yet. Behind, Zhao Dashan and his wife stopped outside the gate with their youngest son and daughter in a carriage.

Near eight o'clock, Aunt Zuo and three lesbians came over one after another carrying bamboo baskets and gift boxes wrapped in red paper.

Relatives and friends who came to congratulate the gift came one after another.

At the gate, Zhang Guoqiang and his eldest brother Zhang Guofu began to welcome the guests at seven o'clock. Seeing that it was almost eleven o'clock, Zhang Guoqiang turned his back and rubbed his face. His face was numb from laughing so early in the morning. He didn't know how many people hadn't arrived, but he felt that the twenty tables would be enough.

He managed to catch Father Zhang, pulled him to avoid people, and said in his ear: Father, how many people are there? I think twenty tables must not be enough. Have you discussed it with Xiao Wu?

Father Zhang laughed softly: Hehe, Xiao Wu said that five or six tables are enough, and there is no need to prepare more than a dozen tables. I will let him arrange it later. After speaking, the father and son laughed.

Father Zhang reminded him in a low voice, Your uncle and the others have plenty of them, and they will let the guests sit first. Be smart and don't leave any guests behind.

Seeing him nodding, Father Zhang hurriedly went to find the chef who was in charge of the spoon, and he had to ask him to see if he should add some tough dishes? Xiao Wu has always demanded that the influence must be reduced in a simple way. He is already simpler than Xiao Wu's wedding banquet wine, but this time all the county towns and villages have been mobilized, and he has to discuss it with the master chef. Xiao Wu was entertaining the male guests, his wife brought the youngest daughter Zhang Luo to return the gift, and the eldest daughter accompanied the female guests. The whole family can only arrange it with him.

Zhang's mother took her little girl in Xizi's study in the East Wing. A room that was once empty is now full of piles. A few days ago Zhang Guoqing went to Yangliutun to order two hundred small bamboo baskets. A small piece of red paper was pasted on the outside of each small bamboo basket, and a catty of brown sugar, four red eggs, and two steamed buns were just placed inside. The small and exquisite bamboo basket looks very delicate and beautiful.

Zhang Meili widened her eyes and looked at her mother in disbelief, Mother, isn't this too exaggerated? He only has two hundred catties of brown sugar. Where did he get it?

Mother Zhang shook her head, I'll ask later. Put the eggs and buns first, and wait for your eldest sister to come over, put the gift money from others into it, and write your name on the red paper. Don't make a mistake.

This time Zhang Guoqing returned all gift money except the Cheng family, the Lin family and the Zhao family, and only accepted the children's clothes. The family has been informed in advance. The two hundred small bamboo baskets are just in case, to stuff the red envelopes. As for brown sugar, the couple felt that brown sugar was the most in the space, and it was high-quality brown sugar. Now brown sugar is a valuable product, just a gift in return.

Once the gift money is withdrawn, it will be a big loss. Don't you still give red envelopes in the future? Mother, why don't you persuade them? They don't spend a lot of money like this.

Zhang's mother hurriedly turned her head to look outside, and found no one. She breathed a sigh of relief, glared at her, and warned her in a low voice, You don't understand the truth here. Don't talk nonsense. You will understand when you go back and listen to what your parents-in-law say. Now Do as Xiao Wu said. Don't mess around.

After finishing speaking, he muttered, Why are all the sons I gave birth to smart, and the daughters are more stupid than the other.