There are no cars from Jiangji to Jiangcun, but Su Bai naturally would not take Jiang Hansu back.

If I walked back, I would probably have not arrived in Jiangcun even after it was dark.

Su Bai called his uncle Wang Chuan. Soon, Wang Chuan drove to Jiangji in a car and picked them up.

I had nothing to say all night, the next day was the last day of the funeral and the main banquet for the funeral.

Starting from ten o'clock in the morning, people began to come to the banquet one after another.

Wang Dayi and his children did not come, but there were still many relatives in his family, such as some of his father's brothers. Anyone who was at home had to come over.

It's not too much, it's just one hundred yuan, and it's not too much to have a meal when you come.

The key is that when you come, people won’t say anything, but if you don’t come, then the words will come out.

Su Bai took the account book and wrote down the names of the people who came to give gifts one by one.

I just wrote it down, but it was not easy to return the gift, because Wang Dayi's children had no relationship with their hometown for a long time.

Use white books for funeral matters, and use red books for red matters, and the pen is naturally a brush.

Su Bai was anxious to take the bill with a brush, while Jiang Hansu next to him was smoking to the people who had given gifts.

Anyone who has given gifts will have a box for each person.

Of course, you shouldn’t think that cigarettes are too expensive. They are a pack of 5 yuan.

If it is a popular event, it is a good day.

Compared with customers who can write a whole book for others to do business, Su Bai only wrote two or three pages of this account book.

In a small village like Wangzhuang, there were dead people in the village, and it became a rule for the village to go to the gifts and eat mats together.

But because Wang Dayi died, there were not many people in the village who went there, and this may become a strange story in the future.

If anyone has bad moral character in the future, he will probably say one thing. After you die, you will probably be like that Wang Dayi, and the village will not even accept gifts.

Someone came in scatteredly, and the two sat until twelve o'clock. When the meal started, Su Bai let out a sigh and put away the account book.

"I've finally finished it, my hand is almost ruined." Su Bai said.

You can't wear gloves when writing calligraphy in a brush, otherwise the writing will not be written well. Therefore, in this cold day, the north wind blew, and Su Bai's hands were so cold that they felt so painful.

"I'll help you warm up." Jiang Hansu took off his gloves and held Su Bai's big hand with his little hand.

Feeling that Su Bai's hands were so cold, Jiang Hansu lowered her head and blew it with her little mouth.

Su Bai pulled his hand out of her little hand, pointed her nose in anger, and said, "You are so warm, our hands will become cold in the end."

Su Bai took out her gloves from her cotton jacket pocket and put them on.

"I put on my gloves and put them in my pocket to warm it up for a while, and it will be fine." Su Bai said.

"By the way." Jiang Hansu suddenly said: "I just remember to send them cigarettes, but I haven't given my money yet."

Jiang Hansu took out a hundred yuan from her pocket and handed it to Su Bai, saying, "Give it, this is our gift."

"What else do you have to do? You have no relatives with Wang Dayi." Su Bai said.

"No!" Jiang Hansu shook his head and said, "I have nothing to do with Wang Dayi, but this funeral was handled by Aunt Su and his family, so I have to pay this gift."

"My sister-in-law saved your life. If you say this, you must pay the gift." Su Bai received her money, then listed a separate column on the gift list, and wrote the three words Jiang Hansu. After thinking about it, Su Bai also added 100 yuan. Then he wrote the two words Su Bai next to Jiang Hansu. Looking at the two names that were listed separately in the account book, Su Bai satisfies the book.

When Jiang Hansu saw it, the corners of her mouth bent.

After handing over the collected money and account book to Wang Chuan, Su Bai and Jiang Hansu also sat in the table.

The two of them were so honest that they had given gifts.

Because no one came to the village, these relatives who were more likely to know Su Bai and Jiang Hansu, and there was nothing wrong with them sitting together openly.

After the first few desserts and snacks were served, the dishes were served one by one.

The fermented glutinous rice soup made with rice wine is a soup that many children like to drink very much at the meal.

No, it's because it's sweet enough.

Fortunately, because of the lack of people, there are no differences between women and children.

At Su Bai and the others, except Su Bai and Jiang Hansu, they are all adults.

The child had already gone in and found a good seat. Su Bai and Jiang Hansu were the last ones to enter the table, so they naturally found the gap in the seat and sat down.

After the fermented glutinous rice soup was put in the middle. When everyone used a spoon to scoop the soup, Su Bai found that Jiang Hanshu was not moving.

"Why don't you drink?" Su Bai asked.

Su Bai himself doesn't like eating too sweet things, so he doesn't scoop it.

"It's not reachable." Jiang Hansu said pitifully.

"Ha." Su Bai was speechless, tapped her nose and said, "Tell me!"

Anyway, no one knew them, and they sat together, and most of them guessed that they were lovers.

So Su Bai had nothing to hide from. Jiang Hansu was thin-skinned, and Su Bai's face was not thin.

Jiang Hansu's face turned slightly red when she was so intimate by Su Bai, but she didn't say anything.

Su Bai stood up and scooped a spoonful of her with his own soup spoon, and then placed it directly to her mouth.

Jiang Hansun pursed her lips and drank the soup from the spoon into her mouth.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Su Bai asked.

"Yes." Jiang Hanshu nodded and said, "It's delicious."

Su Bai smiled and scooped a few more spoonfuls for her.

After the fermented glutinous rice soup, there were several more meat dishes.

Halfway through the main table, the only fish in the banquet, braised carp, was brought up, and the fish head was aimed at Su Bai.

For Su Bai and the others, there is a saying about fish head wine, that is, whoever the fish head faces, will drink a glass of wine first.

Before Su Bai could react, someone wrote (written wine, that is, pouring wine). A glass of white wine was filled with.

There was a lot of white wine in this paper cup. Jiang Hansu pursed her lips and hit Su Bai with her little hands, signaling him not to drink it.

Su Bai smiled, grabbed Jiang Hansu's little hand with his hands, and then scratched her palm.

"I'm still in school, I really can't drink this wine. Why don't I just do a beer bar." The rules are here, and it's not Su Bai's style of playing tricks on the wine. Su Bai directly picked up a bottle of beer under the table, then pried it open with chopsticks, and stuffed it into a bottle in one breath.

After eating this bottle, although it was beer, no one else said anything.

In fact, even if Su Bai doesn't drink this bottle of beer, no one else will say anything.

Just as Su Bai himself said, he is still in school, who would discuss this rule with a student who is still in school?
Chapter completed!