You're urging me to get married just for the sake of a feast?

"Village head, accountant, I, I'll give a share of money."

The feast was about to start, and the iron duo of Chen Dahe and Chencun Accountant were also planning to close the stall. If they were late and couldn't get the food, they would lose a lot.

But at this moment, a black boy came over, looking around, and said he wanted to give a share of money to the feast.

The accountant had to open the gift book again and write his name to record the gift money.

"Accountant, please write Heizi for me, I'll give 200 yuan."

Heizi took out two Red Bulls and asked the accountant to write his name.

Heizi? The accountant looked at the black boy in confusion.

Are you sure this is a name?

When did our Chen Village have a surname of Hei?

The village head of Chencun looked at Heizi. The accountant didn't know him, but he did. Isn't this the boy from Chen Laoliu's family?

"Accountant, write his name, Chen Pingping..."

He remembered this name very clearly. When Chen Laoliu registered his son, he emphasized it several times, but Chen Laoliu insisted that it was correct, it was the "Ping" with the grass character.

"Village chief, it's Heizi, accountant, just write Heizi."

Heizi was really a little anxious, but the village chief curled his lips.

"There is no one with the surname Hei in our Chen Village. You are from our Chen family, so you have to write Chen Heizi."

"Then Chen Heizi."

Heizi breathed a sigh of relief, but...

"Accountant, write, Chen Pingping Erbai, Ping means meeting by chance."

Chen Dahe put the gift money into his bulging bag.

"..." Chen Pingping.

The accountant quickly wrote "Chen Pingping Erbai" on the paper.

In Chen Village, when eating the village's favor wine, such as wedding banquets, they usually give two hundred, an even number. Those who were close to him gave 400 or 600 yuan.

Heizi shook his head helplessly, as if he had already compromised with the arrangement of fate. This name sounded like a girl's name, which made him embarrassed.

So, when others asked him his name, he would just tell them that it was Heizi.

Over time, even those who were close to him in the same generation in the village didn't know his real name.

Now, when he was asked to record the gift money, he was exposed by the village chief.

Heizi was extremely nervous, but fortunately, fortunately, the people around him were all focused on the big banquet at the moment, and they didn't notice him.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, a guy who was looking around patted Heizi's shoulder, which scared the latter so much that he almost jumped up.

"Chen An, you are a kitchen helper, why don't you go to the kitchen to help, and run here?"

Heizi looked at the other person with a guilty conscience.

Pray in his heart.

The big mouth didn't know about the name writing just now. If he knew, it would mean that the whole Chen Village would know.

"Hey, Heizi, why are you so guilty? I'm a kitchen helper, so I can't come over to get the dishes and chopsticks!"

After Chen An finished speaking, he ran away.

Heizi wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Chen An's back with a complicated expression.

He thought, the other party probably doesn't know yet?

"Haha... Yuanzi, let me ask you, do you know what Heizi's real name is?"

"I only know that his surname is Chen, but I really don't know his real name."

Chen An rushed to the kitchen at a fast pace and suddenly asked Chen Yuan Heizi's real name. How could he know Heizi's real name? Everyone was used to calling him by a nickname and had forgotten his real name.

"I'm telling you, I can't stop laughing. Heizi's real name is Chen Pingping. Don't you think it's funny?"

"... Uncle Laoliu is pretty good."

Seeing Chen An laughing so hard, Chen Yuan was also a little confused when he heard the name. The black-bellied man in the wheelchair suddenly appeared in his mind. He was the first president of the Qing State Supervisory Office in "Celebrating More Than Years". He seemed ruthless on the surface, but he was actually kind.

From then on, there was no Chen Pingping in the world, and only the Supervisory Office remained in the world!

What impressed Chen Yuan the most was his last words: This... thing... I... also have it.

Chen Pingping is a eunuch.

If Heizi was not born earlier than the creation of "Celebrating More Than Years", Chen Yuan would have thought that Uncle Laoliu named his son according to the novel.

In fact, when Chen Laoliu named his son, he didn't think so much. It was just that the fortune-teller looked at Heizi's horoscope and said that he lacked water and wood in his life, and suggested that he should be given the word "Ping", which is both hard and soft.

Chen Laoliu was very satisfied with this and gave his son this name.

But his son hated this name so much that he was afraid that others would laugh at him. He would rather be called by a nickname than by his real name!

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Two eighteen.

Bang Bang…

As the firecrackers rang, the children who were originally running around the yard stopped running and returned to their parents and grandparents to wait for the food to be served.

Those who came to the banquet found their seats and sat down. The crowd was crowded and noisy.The sound of the children crying, it was so lively.

"Finally the feast is about to start, it feels like I've been waiting for a century."

"This fragrance has been floating in the village all night, it makes me so hungry, I must eat my fill when the dishes come up."

"Hey, Aunt Zhang, didn't you say before that your family and Chen Jianjun's family have no personal connections, why are you here for the feast?"

"It's because of my eldest grandson, he came here early in the morning when he smelled the fragrance, and I couldn't pull him back. If I didn't give him a gift, he would roll on the ground, there was really nothing I could do."

"Just eat it, the dishes made by Chef Chen are so delicious, if I don't eat them, I will regret it to death. Besides, even if I didn't have any favors with Chen Jianjun's family before, now I have favors after eating here. If your family has something to do in the future, they will also go there to give gifts. "

"Yes... that's the reason. In the future, if anyone in our Chen Village wants to have a banquet, as long as it is cooked by Master Chen, I will go there to give money for the banquet."

"Jianjun... come out and see why there are still so many people without seats. The banquet is about to start."

"What's going on? All fifteen tables are full?"

Chen Jianjun was in the main hall with his in-laws when he was called out. He went out to take a look. Wow, many people in the yard didn't have seats and were awkwardly spinning around.

Chen Jianjun asked people to set up tables and benches while rushing into the kitchen.

"Chen Yuan, serve the extra dishes for the tables, don't keep them."

"Okay, but the dishes and chopsticks haven't been washed yet."

"It's too troublesome to wash them now. I'll ask someone to go to the village store to buy disposable dishes and chopsticks."

Nowadays, people in rural areas like to use disposable tableware when holding banquets, which can save manpower and time.

Who is still like Lao Chen, the old antique, who insists on bringing his own dishes and chopsticks to the banquet.

If Lao Chen's dishes and chopsticks were not newly purchased, Chen Yuan would also plan to follow that route.

Those who were standing and waiting for the banquet to start immediately went to help when they saw someone setting up the tables and chairs. For the sake of stuttering, how could they not be more active!

There is strength in numbers, and soon, a few more tables were set up in the greenhouse in the yard.

Disposable dishes and chopsticks were also bought back, so the banquet could start normally.

"The banquet is about to start~~ Oil it, be careful of the heat!!"

Chen An and several others who were responsible for serving the dishes lined up with trays in their hands to prepare for serving.

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