Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 542 Secretary is Drunk
Like a little adult, Si Qing passed through the crowd, listened to everyone's greetings, and nodded coldly to everyone.

The women and old men in the village who watched almost narrowed their eyes with smiles.

Si Qing was invited all the way into the ancestral hall by Si Zhengping. Looking at the pig's head fruit on the table in the ancestral hall, Si Zhengping explained: "Grandma, the Lantern Festival banquet starts with a memorial service to our ancestors. You are an elder in the village, and you are needed for the memorial ceremony." .”

"Okay, tell me how to sue." Si Qing stood in front of a pile of tablets with a very calm face.

Si Zhengping quickly told Si Qing the words of the priest, and Si Qing had a very good memory, so he memorized it after listening to it once.

Then Si Zhengping took three sticks of incense and lit them, and handed them to Si Qing, who began to pretend to pray to the ancestors of the Si family.

As soon as the call ended, she followed Si Zhengping's instructions, bowed with an incense stick, and stepped forward to insert it into the incense burner.

Only then did Si Zhengping turn around, walked outside the door and shouted, "Have a banquet!"

Only then did the villagers stand in their seats in order of seniority, waiting for Si Qing to come out and take the main seat, and then everyone sat down together.

Compared with Si Qing's birthday banquet, the noodles for the Lantern Festival banquet were much worse. After all, the Lantern Festival banquet did not have the deer that Qiongqi specially caught as hard dishes.

But it is much better than other villages.

Let’s not talk about others, let’s just talk about Wangjiazhuang. There are only eight dishes for the Lantern Festival banquet, five of which are pickled sauerkraut, and only one meat dish is fried soybeans with old oil residue, which looks black.

It doesn't matter if the noodles are not good, the people in the village fought after eating.

The main reason is that Wang Mazi complained casually that the Lantern Festival banquet was too picky, and he didn't even eat it when he fed it to the dogs.

As a result, the eldest son of the village chief Wang Gaofeng heard about it, and the other party was not easy to provoke, so he immediately responded: "You are a free eater, why do you have the face to dislike rice noodles? You owe my family five taels of silver and haven't paid it back, and what else is there?" The face is here to force Lai Lai."

Wang Mazi's heart was pierced, and when he saw him mentioning the money, he remembered that he was cheated last year, and the land was paid to Dajia Village.

Resentment broke out in my heart, and I started a fight with Wang Gaofeng's eldest son.

Others at the table did not fight, just watched the fun from the sidelines.

In the end, the fight got bigger and bigger, and the table was blown up. If it weren't for the dissuasion of several elders of the Wang family, the ancestral hall would have been smashed.

Although the fight was pulled away, the good Lantern Festival banquet was gone, and everyone in Wangjiazhuang went home resentfully.

Compared with Wangjiazhuang, the Lantern Festival banquet in Dajia Village was really lively.

There were meat and vegetables on the table, and the mouths of the children in the village were full of oil. After eight dishes were served, the sweet wine and Yuanxiao soup was served at the end.

The sweet wine is fermented by the villagers with steamed corn rice. When cooking the Lantern Festival, put some and put some sugar in it.

The boiled soup, with a faint aroma of wine, is sweet to drink. The golden corn kernels are paired with white and fat Lantern Festival, which looks both beautiful and delicious.

Si Qing has never drunk since he came to this world.

At this moment, smelling the sweet wine, the wine worm hidden in the depths of the soul began to move again.

She drank three bowls of sweet wine soup in one go. As for Yuanxiao, she ate two and drank the rest.

Seeing that she likes to drink, the villagers didn't think too much about it. They just thought that drinking their own fermented liqueur would not make you intoxicated.

So let her drink more.

Unexpectedly, after the fourth bowl, Si Qing was immediately drunk.

Holding the bowl, he walked up to Si Zhengping and asked him with a serious face, "Do you know who this deity is?"

(End of this chapter)