In the hall, although it was daytime, it was still decorated with lanterns and colorful palace lanterns hung under the beams.

On the table, there is a red candle as thick as a child's arm, and the candlelight flickers.

The longevity peach buns are piled up like a hill, and other melon and fruit snacks are also available.

Dignitaries were everywhere, chatting and laughing, and the maids shuttled around like colorful butterflies, pouring tea and water.

Yang Ruoqing followed Lao Yangtou and his party and walked towards their place. She glanced around and saw that there were quite a few guests coming to attend the birthday banquet.

Judging by their attire, they all appear to be rich or noble. They are probably rich squires from this area of ​​Yuncheng.

A skinny camel is better than a horse. This is true when applied to the Yang family in Yuncheng. However, why were the officers and soldiers guarding the gate so unconvinced when they entered the gate of Yuncheng?

This doesn’t make sense!

With doubts, Yang Ruoqing sat down in her seat.

"This Yuncheng is really a big place. It is really incomparable to our Qingshui Town. Look at all the guests who came here to pay their respects. They all seem to be very rich!"

Yang Huamei gently touched Yang Ruoqing's arm and whispered.

Yang Ruoqing also took a look at the guests sitting opposite who were chatting, and said: "These people don't look like businessmen. They don't smell like copper."

"Is he an official?" Yang Huamei asked again.

Yang Ruoqing also shook her head. Not only did she lack official authority, but underneath her exaggerated talking and laughing face, there was an unconcealable servility that could not be concealed.

Yang Ruoqing was slightly surprised by this idea of ​​hers.

She didn't know how she came up with such an idea, but she believed in her sixth sense.

Could it be that these people are here to curry favor with the old man of the Yang family?

Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway. I came here to celebrate my birthday. I should eat and drink. When I am full, I will go back to the backyard to take a nap.

When I woke up, I made an appointment with Fifth Aunt and Aunt Meier to go shopping on Yuncheng Street in the afternoon.

More and more guests are coming, some with children.

Among the crowd, Yang Ruoqing saw a man who finally looked wealthy and reeked of copper.

The man was short, fat, and very ugly, but the clothes he wore were the best in this hall.

The whole body is made of silk and satin, and a gold chain as thick as a dog chain hangs around his neck. He walks sideways like a crab.

Next to him was a little boy of six or seven years old, who was also a real fat guy.

His facial features are exactly the same as that of this man.

"I thought my little Hei was the fattest. When I saw this kid, I thought my little Hei was too skinny."

Beside, Yang Huamei's voice reached Yang Ruoqing's ears again.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, "Auntie, when did you talk so funny?"

Yang Huamei also smiled, "I'm serious, tell me, what do children from rich families eat? They can really grow into a ball!"

"Auntie, not only children from rich families can gain weight, but children from poor families can also gain weight. Think about you and me before," Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huamei was startled for a moment, then smiled even more happily.

"Your name is Fat Ya, and I am a meatball. Hey, at that time, now that I think about it, it really felt like a dream!" she said.

"Many times now I see the clothes I wore at that time, and my God, they could be cut into sheets."

"Fortunately, I felt good wearing it at that time, eh..."

Yang Huamei shook her head, she was even scared by herself.

Here, Mrs. Liu also leaned into Yang Huaming's ear.

"Who is that big fat man? I see that Brother Wenxuan is extra enthusiastic about him. Does it have a big reason?" she asked.

Yang Huaming said: "Brother Wenxuan and I were drinking in a restaurant yesterday, and we met this fat man. He is Mr. Fang from the Fang family in Yuncheng."

"I heard that he is very rich. All the shops on two streets in Yuncheng are owned by his family," he said.

"Ah, you are so rich!" Ms. Liu was shocked.

Narrowing her eyes again, she looked at Mr. Fang and the child that Mr. Fang had brought. Ms. Liu couldn't help but mutter to Yang Huaming: "Why is this rich man so fat? Not only is he fat and ugly, but the child is also

Also fat and ugly."

"At first glance, he is his son. He is so ugly. He has become so fat at just a few years old. What will he do when he grows up? He probably won't be able to get into this door!" she said.

Yang Huaming felt the same way, but he turned his head and glared at Mr. Liu who was about to put his mouth on his face.

"Can you please lower your voice? If you have anything to say, say it when you get back. Don't point fingers and offend others later!" He shouted to Mrs. Liu in a low voice.

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Why are you being so mean? Really!" Mrs. Liu curled her lips and sat back.

Guessing that the guests had almost arrived, Yang Wenxuan helped the old man of the Yang family come over.

All the hustle and bustle in the hall temporarily stopped, and both eyes turned to the old man of the Yang family, who was today's protagonist.

The old man of the Yang family was wearing brand new clothes, and his hair had obviously been carefully taken care of. He looked very energetic, as if he was several years younger.

Surrounded by everyone's gaze, he sat down on the main seat, raised his hands and arched his hands towards the guests from all directions, and said some polite words such as thank you, thank you all for coming to support him.

Then receive congratulations from all directions.

Yang Ruoqing ate a snack, drank a sip of tea, and watched with interest the process of Yang Wenxuan organizing birthday greetings.

In this large family, there are indeed many rules, and they are very complicated.

Hearing Yang Wenxuan's arrangements there, Yang Ruoqing felt a little dizzy.

But it didn't matter, she was just waiting to be arranged, and she just had to go through the formalities with everyone when she went up to pay her birthdays and kowtow.

In the front, the birthday greeting process was going on in the same way.

Relatives of the Yang family, younger generations of relatives and friends, came forward one after another reading the list.

While presenting the prepared gifts, he knelt on the futon prepared in advance and kowtowed to the old man of the Yang family.

Among them, the old man of the Yang family should be the oldest. In this era, it is really not easy to live to 70 years old.

So everyone shouted "old man" and "old birthday boy" one after another.

The old man of the Yang family was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

Then, it was the turn of the old Yang family to pay their birthdays.

First, Yang Huazhong and his generation, as the nephews of the old man, came forward one by one with gift boxes from each family in their hands.

After celebrating their birthdays, they handed over the birthday gifts they brought to the steward.

Next are Yang Yongxian and Daan and their great-nephews.
Chapter completed!