"This boy is really eloquent. If he hadn't said this, the villagers would never have let Lian'er enter the ancestral hall. After changing his mind, he was actually welcomed by everyone!"

"This kid is good at doing things!"

Probably because of his preference for Zhang Zongqing, the old patriarch did not have much resistance to Huang Tinghui bringing his daughter-in-law to the ancestral hall.

He is a lively and transparent person and will not be rigid about these things.

If anyone can get the appreciation of the county master like Huang Tinghui, he can earn some face for Huangjiacun.

The old patriarch will treat him like Huang Tinghui.

"There are indeed a lot of clever things. If he can be appreciated by the county master, Brother Hui must be outstanding."

"How can I solve Brother Hui's academic problem?"

"I heard someone say that there was a prime minister named Chen Anguo in the previous dynasty, and he wrote an article called "Injury to Zhongyong."

"I have never read a book, but I have heard people say that the article is about a genius who never read a book, and in the end he became an ordinary person."

"Brother Hui is capable of reading, so we can't waste his studies."

Another old man looked at the old patriarch and said.

"Let me take care of this!"

"Even if I get rid of my old face, I can't let the only seed of reading in Huangjia Village be buried."

"Otherwise, how can we be worthy of our ancestors of the Huang family?"

"Brother Hui is good at reading, and his wife is a prosperous wife. Brother Hui's parents will also bless him!"

"In the future, Brother Hui's achievements will definitely not be low!"

"Perhaps our Huangjiacun will have to point to Brother Hui in the future!"

The old patriarch looked at Huang Tinghui, who had rounded his arms and smashed the drumstick against the drum head, and said to the old man next to him.

"After the Chinese New Year, I will take Brother Hui to the county town!"

"If I put my old face aside, I might be able to give Brother Hui a chance to study!"

Having said this, the old patriarch stopped talking.

He seemed unwilling to talk more about the matter.

The old man who knew something about the old patriarch saw this and didn't ask any more questions.

…

The ancestral hall was very lively. The young and strong young men were tired of beating the drums, and some uncles also came forward to play the drums.

Perhaps because Aunt Erzhu's anger had subsided a little, Uncle Erzhu also hit the drum head with a drumstick.

The sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in the night like thunder, as if it was trying to drive away all the monsters.

After drumming for a long time, the torches in the ancestral hall were changed one batch after another.

The enthusiasm of the villagers in Huangjia Village has not subsided. At this time, they knew who it was and said: "It's half past midnight!"

Hearing this man's call, the villagers quickly took out the firecrackers they had prepared and walked to the open space near the ancestral hall.

China in this era still counted hours, and the twelve hours corresponded to the twenty-four hours in later generations.

Among them, this time is from twenty-three o'clock to one o'clock the next day.

It's past midnight, so it's naturally twelve o'clock sharp.

You must know that there is not much going on in the countryside at night, and there are not many entertainment activities.

In addition to increasing the population, the farmers also went to bed early.

Isn’t the reason why I stayed up until now on New Year’s Eve just to keep vigil?

In the open space, strings of firecrackers were lit.

The sound of "cracking" sounded again, and the familiar smell spread in all directions.

The flavor of the year is simply too strong this year.

Huang Tinghui also lit firecrackers along with everyone else. Listening to the "cracking" sound of firecrackers exploding, he held the little girl's hand and stood there quietly.

"Husband!" At this time, the little girl stood on tiptoes and called into Huang Tinghui's ear.

"What's wrong?" Huang Tinghui said in the little girl's ear after everyone was attracted by the sight of exploding firecrackers.

"I hope your husband will be happy, happy and safe in the coming year!"

"This is the New Year's blessing that Lian'er just promised!" Wu Feilian said in Huang Tinghui's ear.

Hearing this, Huang Tinghui smiled.

He said in the little girl's ear, "As long as you are by my husband's side, I will always accompany him!"

"My husband will always be happy and happy!"

"Happy New Year, Lian'er!"

"I hope I can spend every New Year with you!"

After saying that, Huang Tinghui held the little girl's hand tightly.

The little girl lowered her head when she heard this, and said shyly: "Yes, husband!"

"Yes, Lian'er will always be by your side!"

“Let’s grow old together!”

No one noticed that in a corner near the ancestral hall, Huang Tinghui's hand and the little girl's hand were tightly held together.

This is Huang Tinghui’s first New Year’s Eve in this world.

This is also the happiest and happiest New Year's Eve that the little girl has ever had in her life.

…

What Huang Tinghui and the little girl didn't know at this time was that in Ruian County, Chen Qiuniang, with a big belly, took her husband and secretly boarded a boat.

The boat was filled with all kinds of fireworks, Kongming lanterns and other things.

Chen Qiuniang, who has an extremely lively temperament, is full of excitement and expectation.

"Madam, wouldn't it be good if we sneaked out like this?"

Lu Daoming looked at his wife with some anxiety and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"It's hard for your parents to come back to celebrate the New Year this year. How boring is it to stay at home?"

"Instead of staying in the city, why not take a boat to Huangjia Village to play with sister Feilian!"

"With so many good things, what a waste it would be if we didn't get rid of them?"

"And if your parents come home and see these things we have prepared, they will inevitably talk about us two again!"

"You must finish playing them all. Isn't it interesting for both of us to play?"

"It's better to find two people to play with!"

Chen Qiuniang has had enough sleep during the day, and she seems particularly energetic and excited now.

In the past, Chen Qiuniang lived a regular life for the sake of the child in her belly.

Why don't you take advantage of the Chinese New Year to relax and unwind?

However, Chen Qiuniang's physique is still very good, so it won't be much of a problem.

"But it's so late for us to go find Brother Tinghui like this!"

"By the time we arrive at Brother Tinghui's house, it should be even later!"

"What will happen when they fall asleep?"

Lu Daoming asked still worriedly.

"Husband, don't worry, they won't fall asleep!"

"How could I fall asleep at such a good time on New Year's Eve?" Chen Qiuniang said confidently.

"Why are you so sure, Madam?" Lu Daoming asked in surprise.

"Husband, do you remember that there was a poet named Liu Shi in the previous dynasty, and he wrote a poem called "Night Tour at Chengtian Temple"?"

"Of course I remember this!"

Having said this, Lu Daoming is no longer sleepy. After all, Lu Daoming still likes poetry and the like very much.

"Husband, can you read it to Qiuniang?"

The somewhat eccentric Chen Qiuniang said to her husband.

Although he didn't know why, Lu Daoming still recited this poem according to Chen Qiuniang's request.

…
Chapter completed!