The God of Wealth: The growth journey of the poor white rich beauty

Only after entering the compound could Song Tang see the scene in the yard clearly.

An extremely large tent was set up in the yard, covered tightly, and there was even a chimney on the top of the tent, with smoke coming out.

On the other side of the courtyard, several large stoves were blazing. The chef and his helpers were busy cooking, and a large number of side dishes were placed on the surrounding tables. Many village women were also helping out, and from time to time they would bring out washed and cut side dishes from the house to the west.

The entire courtyard was filled with shouts, the clatter of pots and pans, and the laughter and play of children. Many people looked curiously at Song Tang. As he was being led back to the house by the host's hand, he became the focus of their attention.

It was not until some people who had been watching the excitement outside the gate returned to the yard and chatted for a while that most people realized that this was a college classmate of the host's niece Zhao Zihong, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family who came to experience the village banquet.

After hearing that the man was driving a luxury car worth 180 million yuan, many people temporarily put down their work and ran out to take a look. After returning, they were full of praise, saying that this expensive car was flawless and really stood out among the row of small cars outside the door.

At this time, in the main room, Song Tang was chased by Aunt Zhao Zihong and was forced to take off his shoes and get on the kang. The warm kang under his butt made Song Tang close his eyes comfortably.

Zhao Zihong and her group followed, and they were all chatting on the kang, which was covered with dried fruits and wedding candies. Only Qiongying declined the offer of a place like that, and instead of taking off her shoes and getting on the kang, she found a stool to sit on the side.

Uncle Zhao Zihong was busy making tea for everyone, while the others chatted and secretly looked at Song Tang. The little girl was really beautiful. To be honest, many people had never seen such a beautiful girl in their entire lives. Even the stars on TV couldn't compare to this girl.

"Little girl, the weather is cold here, right? Are you used to playing here?" Aunt Zhao took the teacup from Uncle Zhao, carefully placed it in front of Song Tang, and asked with a smile.

"It's okay. I'm wearing thick clothes so I'm not too cold. Thank you, Auntie." Song Tang quickly stood up and took Auntie Zhao's hand to place the hot tea steadily on the table.

"Song Tang, welcome to our wedding and have some candy. Don't be shy. It's like coming home." Zhao Zihong's cousin and sister-in-law said to her with a smile. The bride, who was also on the kang, pushed a plate of candy toward Song Tang.

"Okay, okay, thank you sister-in-law, I can do it myself." Song Tang quickly grabbed a candy, peeled it and put it in his mouth, his cheeks puffed up.

Better to do it yourself quickly, didn't you see Zhao Zihong's mother sitting next to her was already eager to try. She was really afraid that if she was a step slower, the other party would feed her with her own hands.

This kind of situation has happened before. On the first day she came to Bingcheng and had dinner at Zhao Zihong's restaurant, Zhao Zihong's mother personally handed a persimmon cake covered with white frost to her mouth.

Zhao Zihong's cousin, Zhao's father, and uncle Zhao chatted with Song Tang for a while before going out to work. There were a lot of things to do today, and it was not easy to entertain Song Tang in the house for such a long time.

Suddenly, only a group of women remained in the room, chatting with Song Tang about family matters. The bride also looked very graceful and elegant, and it seemed that she had already been familiar with Zhao Zihong's cousin's family for a long time, and she had a bit of the hostess's demeanor.

That's the feeling. Song Tang thought as she happily chatted with everyone. Her left hand was now held by Zhao Zihong's mother. Mother Zhao had held Song Tang's hand since she finished peeling the candy and hadn't let go until now.

Occasionally, some aunts and uncles from the village would come to the house under some pretext or other, all wanting to see Song Tang, the rare young lady. Instead of looking at her awkwardly, everyone who came in greeted Song Tang warmly.

Song Tang also happily greeted and talked with others. This warm Northeast is really a good place to train people. Introverted and shy people will soon become more relaxed when they come here.

If it were the Song Tang of the past, he would have turned into a timid kitten in such a situation.

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Just as more and more people were entering the room, a slightly anxious voice suddenly came from outside.

"Zhao Ziguang's mother, is she in the house? Hurry up, the soy sauce is gone."

Aunt Zhao, who was lying on the kang, became a little anxious when she heard this. The banquet was in the middle of happening, how could there be something missing?

Without caring about anything else, he quickly got down, put on his shoes, and ran out. "How can we not have enough soy sauce? Didn't we prepare it beforehand?"

"Oh, forget it. A bunch of kids were running around in the yard. The cook just opened a big bucket and it got knocked over by the kids. We still have a lot of dishes to cook."

"This is a big deal. Hurry up and see if any of the neighbors have any left. Take it first. If that doesn't work, ask someone to go to the village store and buy some."

The noise outside the window gradually faded away. The remaining people in the room looked at each other, then laughed out loud. They thought it was a big deal, just some soy sauce spilled by the kids.

"Song Tang, you sit inside, it's cold outside. I have to go out and pick someone up with Zhao Ziguang." The bride said to Song Tang with a smile, then got up, put on her shoes and went out to get busy.

"Well, I can't sit here anymore. I'll go out and do some work. You guys rest in the house." Mother Zhao also let go of Song Tang's hand, gave him some instructions, and went out.

At this time, only Zhao Zihong and Song Tang were left on the kang in the room, and Qiongying was sitting on a stool drinking tea.

"Are you afraid of the cold? If not, let's go out for a walk?" Zhao Zihong said to Song Tang who was peeling a peanut.

Song Tang stuffed the peeled peanuts into his mouth and chewed them. The peanuts fried by the farmers themselves are delicious and the more you chew, the more fragrant they become.

"Okay, I wanted to go out with them just now, but they told me to stay in the house when they went out." Song Tang said with a smile, then he and Zhao Zihong went downstairs to put on their shoes and prepared to go out.

Qiongying also put down her teacup, patted the dried fruit crumbs on her trouser legs, and stood up to follow. Just now, many aunts enthusiastically grabbed a lot of dried fruit snacks for her.

At this time, the yard outside the house was still as bustling as when Song Tang arrived.

There did seem to be a large dark brown stain on the ground next to the stove, which should be the soy sauce that had been spilled earlier. However, it was close to the burning stove and had not frozen yet.

As for those little bastards who spilled the soy sauce, they were probably taken back and taught a lesson.

Song Tang strolled around the yard, then walked to the big tent and stood still. She had been curious about this thing for a long time.

"Come on, come on, I'll take you inside for a walk."

Zhao Zihong pulled Song Tang forward and lifted the thick curtain of the big tent. They would have to come in for the feast anyway.

"Wow~." Song Tang, who followed Zhao Zihong into the tent, was amazed at the first sight.