Villager 4 retorted: "This is their money. They can do whatever they want with it. It's not your place to point fingers."

Villager 5: "I noticed you're quite serious. I just said it casually, why are you taking it so seriously?"

Villager 4: "You, tsk, I don't want to argue with you."

Villager 5: "I won't argue with you."

Villager Wu was disdainful in his heart: I just studied for one year, why are you pretending to be so great?

Villager 6: "Hey, Lin Han has built his house now, so isn't it time for him to get married? What do you think of my daughter Xiu'er?"

Villager Seven looked at the table full of delicious food and just wanted to concentrate on eating, but unexpectedly he was stopped by Villager Six.

It just so happened that she was sitting closest to Villager Six. Seeing that Villager Six was staring at her, she couldn't help but respond, so she had to say a few perfunctory words.

Villager 7: "Well, your Xiu'er is a good girl, but I think it's better for two people to be in love when getting married.

If Lin Han likes your Xiu'er, that's great. If he doesn't, it just means they're not suitable for each other, right? "

Fortunately, Villager Six only asked casually and did not delve into the matter: "You're right. Well, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I'd better not get involved in these matters."

The villagers also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's rare to find an enlightened elder like you."

Villager Six was so overwhelmed by the praise he received after just a few words that he said, "Not bad."

Villager Ba looked at the dishes on the table and exclaimed: "Oh my God, cold rice noodles, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, and pig's feet.

Fried pork liver with rice noodles, wolf tooth potatoes, boiled chicken, soy beans and sauerkraut, fried cashews.

What a generous move! I didn’t expect Lin Han to prepare all these dishes. I wonder how much money he spent?

We are really lucky today. Normally, eating these dishes in a restaurant would cost at least one or two taels of silver.

I only spent thirty coins today and I got a feast. I made a killing! This is the first time in all these years that I've even made back my money at a banquet."

Villager Jiu also felt Lin Han's generosity: "Who says it's not true? In the past, when we had banquets, there were only one or two different meat dishes.

The rest were all vegetarian dishes, with the same dish served in several bowls. Each of the eight bowls of dishes in Lin Han's house was different, and there were four bowls of meat dishes alone.

And he let us take the leftovers home to eat. It was the first time I met such a generous person.

Oh, I won’t talk to you anymore. I need to eat. If you talk to me for a few more words, I will eat a few less bites.”

……

There were hundreds of people coming to the banquet, and many of them praised Lin Han.

Almost all of the comments were about praising Lin Han for being rich, generous, capable and good at making money. For a while, the whole table was noisy.

This is how the world is. No matter how perfect a person is, there will always be people who hate him, like Yang Dazhuang and his mother.

They also came to the banquet. Originally, Yang Dazhuang didn't want to come, after all, he had been severely beaten by Lin Han.

Now he came to attend the banquet for Lin Han's new home. What was this? For Yang Dazhuang and the others, it was a different way of slapping themselves in the face.

Although Lin Han didn't think so at all, this was what Yang Dazhuang thought in his heart.

Even in his eyes, Lin Han's happy expression became a look of showing off to him.

He originally didn't want to come, but his mother wanted to take advantage of it, thinking that the more he ate, the better.

Besides, he really hadn't been to a restaurant for a long time, and he heard that the food at Lin Han's banquet was no less than that at a restaurant.

He was already wavering in his heart, so after some wrestling with his mother, he finally came.

But now, Yang Dazhuang, sitting on the bench and listening to the people around him praising Lin Han, felt extremely regretful.

He felt that he should not have come. When he heard everyone praising Lin Han, a fire of jealousy burned wildly in his heart.

It feels like you see people you hate living much better than you, and you are powerless to change that.

Yang Dazhuang's expression suddenly became very fierce, and he thought viciously in his heart: Lin Han, just wait, I don't believe you can always be so lucky, humph!

When Aunt Yang saw the delicious food on the table, her eyes lit up and she thought: Oh, Lin Han is such a fool. He has money but no way to avoid disaster.

You prepare so many delicious dishes to show off, as if you have never eaten them before. Just wait, when my son gets married, I will prepare ten or eight bowls of them for him.

You people who praise Lin Han are really short-sighted. It is obvious that my son Dazhuang is the real talent.

Just wait and see, when my son becomes successful, he won’t even look at you.

Aunt Yang thought so in her heart, but her hands were not vague. As soon as the dish was served, she picked up the big chicken leg from the boiled chicken and put it into Yang Dazhuang's bowl.

She kept saying, "Come here, Dazhuang, this is your favorite chicken leg. Eat more. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll pick it up for you."

Although, there is no rule in the village that chicken legs must be left for the elderly or children.

But everyone agrees that things like chicken legs are usually reserved for the elderly or children.

As soon as Aunt Yang came, she took the chicken leg away. When the only child at their table saw the chicken leg being taken away, his eyes immediately filled with tears, his mouth pouted, and he was about to cry.

Seeing this, the child's mother quickly picked up a chicken wing and coaxed him, "Hey, dear, look what this is, your favorite chicken wings, eat more and you will fly."

The child's attention was easily diverted. He held back his tears and asked, "Zundu?"

"Of course it's true. When has mother ever lied to you? Come on and eat."

"Okay~"

The child held the bowl obediently and nibbled the chicken wings bit by bit.

When his mother saw that he was coaxed, she breathed a sigh of relief and then ate her meal with peace of mind.

Others expressed deep disgust at Aunt Yang's behavior, but Yang Dazhuang was a bully in the village.

Sitting at the same table with the mother and son, they could only consider themselves unlucky and couldn't say anything.

After everyone had almost finished eating, Lin Han opened a separate table and asked a few people who helped with cooking and those who received gifts to eat together.

After the banquet, Lin Han saw that almost all the meat dishes had been eaten, leaving only some vegetarian dishes.

Lin Han doesn't like eating leftovers, especially the leftovers of others.

So when everyone was getting ready to leave, Lin Han loudly said that anyone who wanted to take food back could bring a bowl to put it in.

When some people heard this, they hurried back home and brought over a few large bowls, filled them with their favorite dishes, and finally went back satisfied.

On the way back, he did not forget to praise Lin Han, "Lin Han is so generous that he doesn't even want these dishes.

It would be great if he could have banquets every day. That way, my family wouldn’t have to cook every day and we could save a lot of money.”

"There's no such good thing. It's lucky to encounter it once."

"Oh, that's right too."

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