Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

After Silang left, Lin was still worried about the situation ahead.

It’s not that she is superstitious, but the day of raising the beam is what she wants to be lively and it concerns the future generations.

The old people all believed in this. She was worried that she couldn't stop Old Man Cui from drinking too much and would regret it later.

After quickly toasting the remaining tables, she hurried back to the front.

Unexpectedly, although Old Man Cui had a dark face, he managed to hold it in. But Old Lady Cui had a red face and looked as angry as a kettle.

"How can you be so shameless? No one invited you to come here, and you have the nerve to do it with nothing. What sin did you commit to deserve a daughter-in-law like you..."

Cui Laoer's face turned red with embarrassment. He didn't know whether to stand or sit, and he didn't even dare to eat or drink.

Feng sat carefree in Lin's seat, stuffing dumplings into her mouth with her left and right hands, ignoring Old Lady Cui's curses and eating with her mouth full of oil.

Cui Lao Er stammered, "Erlang and his family are hosting a banquet, but my parents aren't coming. It's a joke. We'll just leave after we finish eating... By the way, where is Erlang?"

"I think you two are a joke. Why don't you invite me? Don't you know what's going on?" Old Lady Cui's finger was about to poke Old Man Cui in the face. "How dare you mention Erlang? What's the matter? You didn't sell the child, so what are you doing now?"

The last time there was a big fuss about the marriage, there was no further progress. Old Mrs. Cui didn't know how the couple solved it, but she always felt that there was no good reason for them to come.

Cui Laoer said dryly: "I'm just asking, building a house is such a big thing... After all, I am their father..."

Mrs. Cui's mind was in a trance. When she heard the house, she narrowed her eyes subconsciously: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Feng showed off her full stomach and patted her belly, feeling very satisfied. She hadn't had a full meal in the past two days. Fortunately, these guys were generous. Not only did they build a house, they also spent money to treat the whole village to dumplings.

This pile of dumplings was left to her, and she could eat them all before the baby was born. They were all wasted.

Feng awkwardly held her belly in place and said, "Mom, we didn't expect anything special. We just came here to have a feast. If Erlang and his family are successful, it will be a great honor for us as their parents."

Fortunately, Mrs. Yu held on to Old Lady Cui tightly. Now Old Lady Cui was drunk and just wanted to beat someone up.

Yu stopped Old Lady Cui and said to Old Second Cui, "Mom has drunk too much. Since you are here, please sit down and eat something. After you finish eating, leave quickly."

Cui Laoer's face was redder than when he was drunk.

He couldn't understand why his days became like this after he came back from his trip to the sea.

The child has become successful, but he doesn't recognize his parents. The key is that Old Mr. and Mrs. Cui still support Erlang and his friends.

It seemed that only the couple were kicked out.

What on earth did he do wrong?

He didn't want to come over originally. His parents clearly disliked them, so why bother going over and causing trouble?

But Feng said that she overheard the villagers say that Erlang and his family built the house with their own money, and this time the three families were hosting a banquet for the villagers together, and Erlang and his family also contributed money.

There is no overnight hatred among family members. They all live in the same village. Erlang and his family are building a house, but his parents don’t go. Isn’t this just a sign of sarcasm?

Besides, Erlang was unwilling to marry into Feng's family, so he didn't force him. He also paid the betrothal gift honestly. However, he had no money and now owed Feng's brothers more than ten taels of silver.

Thinking of the empty grain jar at home and looking at the lively scene of firecrackers in front of them, his parents looked alert, guarding against the couple as if they were thieves.

Cui Laoer really wanted to cry.

"I...I won't eat anymore, Mom and Dad. Then we'll leave."