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Chapter 50 Volcanic Eruption
"I have eaten at a rural banquet, and I think Zhong Tao will definitely not be able to stand it!" A program staff member said: "Since a large number of dishes are cooked outdoors, flies will inevitably be attracted to the banquet. The old man and the old lady, that plate of food was gone shortly after it was put on the table, and you couldn’t eat it at all!”

"Hehe, if Zhong Tao goes to have a big banquet, he will probably have a deeper understanding of local culture. When Zhong Tao finds out that his food has been snatched up by others in a flash, will he leave in anger?"

The staff of the program team were discussing in low voices.

The more they thought about it, the more excited they became, and some even came to Hou Yao to flatter him: "Master Hou, you just said that we should be quiet and wait for the opportunity. Today the opportunity has come, Zhong Tao probably He can't accept the rural banquet. When he gets anxious at the banquet, we will come out to fan the flames and we will definitely make this kid's mentality explode!"

Regarding the remarks of the program staff, Hou Yao was noncommittal and said with a smile: "Since Master Zhong Tao is going to have a banquet, let's pack up and go to Jitao Village together."

"it is good!"

The employees cheered up.

Zhong Tao and Yaya went home and put away their farm tools, and Yaya begged Zhong Tao to take Xiao Qinglong with him to the banquet.

However, Yaya's request was decisively rejected by Zhong Tao.

Children cannot satisfy everything they ask for, otherwise they will become spoiled.

Besides, Zhong Tao didn't want to carry a snake with him. He felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.

After packing up, the "special car" prepared by the village chief drove to the door.

The audience laughed when they saw the car.

"Isn't this a big tricycle that pulls grain? How can people sit in it?"

"This thing's scientific name is an engineering tricycle. It has weighing levers, and it has such a big bucket at the back. It can accommodate ten people, so why can't it accommodate one person?"

"The transportation vehicles in the village are indeed very unique. They are mainly practical. Isn't this thing more awesome than a minivan?"

"I suddenly thought of that once bad song: I will never be stuck in a traffic jam on my beloved motorcycle."

"What a little motorcycle! The lyrics should be changed to riding on my beloved tricycle!"

The barrage audience made jokes, and Zhong Tao was also very particular. Although the bed of the grain tricycle was a little dirty, he did not hesitate and took Yaya to sit directly on the village chief's pony.

Villagers got on the bus one after another, and soon the bus was packed to the brim.

A previous commentator predicted that this car could seat ten people, but now it can seat twelve people.

Yaya had no choice but to squeeze into Zhong Tao's arms.

At the same time, the program team's van arrived. Hou Yao and his group got on the van. This morning's assistant Xiao Chen also squeezed in with a gloomy look on his face. Hou Yao saw this and did not stop him.

The tricycle pulling food started slowly, and the program team's vehicle also followed.

In the car of the program crew, there was a lively discussion about whether Zhong Tao would be mentally shocked at the banquet, but the cabin of the food tricycle was a little deserted.

Taoyuan Village is a small village, and the villagers are very familiar with each other. They should be lively and chatting about everything, but now Zhong Tao is also sitting in the car, which makes everyone feel a little restrained.

After a while, a bald man with rosacea tentatively took out a pile of cards from his trouser pocket: "Is anyone playing cards?"

"Wang Erzhu, Mr. Zhong is still in the car. Please pay attention to your appearance."

"Playing cards is too noisy, so I don't want to disturb Master Zhong while he enjoys the scenery along the way!"

The mentality of most villagers towards Zhong Tao is actually very similar to that of Grandma Chen Qiuxia. They actively keep a distance and even have a little fear.

So as soon as the bald man named Wang Erzhu suggested it, everyone immediately stopped him.

"I play!"

Suddenly a voice sounded, and the villagers frowned to see who was so ignorant, and then everyone was dumbfounded.

It was Zhong Tao who said he wanted to play poker! "What should we do for fun? Stick stickers or draw gangsters?"

Zhong Tao speaks skillfully and authentically. When he was a child, he often played cards in the village and was even known as the "King of Cards" in the village.

Seeing how skilled Zhong Tao was, the tense spirits of the accompanying villagers suddenly relaxed.

"Haha, I didn't expect Mr. Zhong to have played cards before!"

"Come on, let's play with stickers. I have a pack of paper here."

Soon, the tricycle became busy.

Laughing, cursing, and joking
Not long after, Jitao Village arrived.

At the entrance of the village, Wang Ben, the big-headed uncle of the groom, stood at attention on tiptoes and looked at the guests from outside the village.

"Oh, it turns out that the folks from Taoyuan Village are here." When the tricycle pulling food stopped, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Wang Benli's wrinkled face.

When his nephew got married, a large group of people from the neighboring village came to support him, and Wang Benli, the uncle, also felt proud.

The Wang family is relatively wealthy, and they would never mind having too many guests to get along. On the contrary, they hope that the more people there, the better!
But when he saw clearly that the Taoyuan Village villagers in the truck had notes on their faces, Wang Benli's smile froze.

Where did this song come from?

Scanning the crowd, Wang Benli found that there was only one handsome young man on the tricycle without a sticker on his face.

"He has a strange face. The little girl he is holding looks like Sister Zhang's granddaughter."

When Wang Ben stood at attention and felt confused, the mayor of Taoyuan Village got off the co-pilot of the tricycle.

"That's Zhong Tao, the son of a rich man." The village chief introduced.

Wang Benli rolled his eyes: "Old Zhao, he still loves to joke at such an old age!"

From the tone of the exchange between the two, it seemed that the village chief had a good relationship with Wang Benli.

"Who said I was joking?" The village chief pointed to the van of the program crew: "Did you see that van? It's a program crew from the city. They came to film the life of the rich man's only son in our village."

Wang Liben watched the van stop, and the program staff filed out of the van carrying cameras and sound recording equipment.

This posture made Wang Liben's heart tremble suddenly.

Could it be that that handsome young man is really the son of a rich man?
"Old Wang, can I make a joke for you?" The village chief patted Wang Liben on the shoulder: "This handsome young man is undoubtedly the son of a rich man!"

Wang Liben's entire face turned red due to the surge of energy and blood.

The Wang family has a good reputation. They originally thought that being able to invite all the people from the neighboring village to attend the wedding of their nephew Wang Datou would be a good thing, but they didn’t expect that the sons of the richest people would come!

How many lifetimes of cultivation has this blessing allowed the son of a rich man to be a guest?

What's so special is not the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves, but the eruption of a volcano!
"Come on, come on, Mr. Zhong, please come in and arrange the biggest table for us in a while!"

Wang Liben didn't know how to behave for a while. He seemed to have transformed into an enthusiastic waiter, bowing and asking Zhong Tao to go to the village.

The villagers who were traveling with Zhong Tao all snickered secretly. They didn't expect that they could follow Zhong Tao and get such glory.

"Old Wang, what do you think? I did a good job," the village chief said with a smile.

"It's so beautiful. I'll treat you to dinner when the time comes, and you'll eat it until you die!" Wang Liben said, patting his chest.

(End of this chapter)