An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Jing Changning naturally had to go in person to deliver the gifts to the village chief and the town chief's family. He planned to go to the village chief's house first.

The old lady grumbled beside her, "It always feels a bit strange that other people's families also slaughter pigs and give away pork and ribs."

Nanny Wang laughed beside her, "This old servant has asked around, and it turns out that every household slaughters pigs like this, with everyone passing around and eating, and it's quite lively.

If you don't believe me, Madam, you can go with me to the banyan tree tomorrow and listen to the old women and wives chatting. They will definitely be talking about whose pig is fatter and bigger and whose meat is more delicious.

Even if someone's sugar cake is overcooked and they don't want to put more sugar in it, they will complain. "

The old lady ignored Nanny Wang's words, but smiled and urged Jing Changning to go, "Go ahead, go ahead. Maybe you won't even have to exchange the gift. I'll just ask you to bring your own back as a return gift."

Jing Changning lifted the five-pound weight of meat in his hand, and in his other hand, a piece of sparerib weighing three or four pounds. He wanted to find someone to help carry the basket of cakes and rice dumplings, but he found that even the few young men from his family who had come to join in the fun had been called away by his three nephews.

They didn't send sweet cakes to the village chief and the hamlet chief's family, but they sent sugar cakes and pastries bought from the county town that day.

At this time, Erlang slowly came out of the Second Courtyard, looking half asleep but unhappy. "Why did Third Uncle forget about me today?"

Jing Changning realized belatedly that his original intention was to have Dalang and Erlang go to his uncle's house together, but someone who hadn't seen Erlang might have let it slip. Fortunately, his uncle's grandsons had just arrived and were now following Dalang back. Otherwise, Dalang wouldn't have been able to carry so many things after such a long journey.

Jing Changning smiled and gestured to the basket beside him: "Let's go, follow Uncle San."

Seeing her second cousin carrying a basket of sugar cakes, pastries and rice dumplings, which contained twenty dumplings and was quite heavy, she wanted to help. Then she saw her second cousin beckoning at her, so Jing Chunxi quietly followed behind.

If I don't do it quietly, I will definitely be noticed by the little ones. If I insist on following them, it will cause a lot of noise in someone else's house, which will be bad.

Jing Chunxi naturally wanted to follow. As this was the richest and most educated family in the village, she also wanted to see what was different.

"Let's carry it together!" A basket has two bamboo handles, and Jing Chunxi helped Erlang carry one side as soon as he went out.

A large bag of pastries brought back from the county town, plus so many triangular rice dumplings, and a jar of good wine brought back from the capital, together weighed more than ten pounds, which was much easier for two people to carry.

It was almost noon at this time. There were more people in front of the village chief's house, and there were also many more people in the house. The guests who were going to have dinner together tonight should have almost all arrived.

"Oh, Master Jing is here. I was just about to ask my kid at home to bring you some meat! Come in and sit down quickly, come in and sit down quickly." Someone came out to greet him immediately. Others recognized him, but he didn't recognize others. Jing Changning could only smile.

Jing Chunxi noticed that the large bowl of sugar cakes at the door was already quite empty, and the large bowl of melon seeds was almost empty. He must have been too busy to refill it; or maybe all the guests had arrived and there was no need to send any more out.

"Mr. Jing, why are you sending us so many?" Upon hearing that someone from the Jing family was coming, Village Chief Li also walked out from the main hall. There were also a few old men of similar age following him, and two younger than him. When they saw that Jing Changning was carrying so many things in both hands, they smiled even more happily.

Jing Changning was holding something in his hand, so he couldn't bow. He just smiled and said, "I know the village chief is busy at home and can't leave, but no matter how busy he is, I have to wish you a happy new year first."

"Come in and have some tea, come in and have some tea." An elderly elder raised his hand and asked Jing Changning to step over the threshold.

A woman in her thirties hurried over and took the things from Jing Changning's hand, thanking him repeatedly. She should be the daughter-in-law of the village chief, but the village chief did not introduce her.

As soon as his hands were free, Jing Changning quickly bowed and pointed at the two people following behind him: "This is my nephew and niece."

The baskets in their hands were taken by a maid, and Erlang and Jing Chunxi also hurriedly bowed to the elders and said, "Hello, Village Chief."

The village chief was respected, and his face was full of smiles: "Come in, come in, these are the elders and relatives of the clan, all with the surname Li. Changning, you have to ask your father to come over and have a few drinks with us tonight!"

Jing Changning was polite and pretended to be anxious, "How can that be? My father told me to come over and invite the village chief to dinner later! We should definitely go over for a few drinks, and the elders should come along too."

The village chief was probably used to it. Every year it was the same. On the same day, many people would invite people to eat the pig-killing meal, so he said, "Don't worry, we all have to drink. Let's see who's dish is served first. Just say hello and I'll take the elders for a walk."

Jing Changning followed suit: "Okay, then my father and I will come over and take a walk around, and we must also try the good wine from the village chief's house."

The old village chief answered honestly: "We don't have any good wine at home. We drink homemade corn wine. I'm afraid you are not used to it. But I can try the jar of good wine you brought." The old village chief had sharp eyes. He saw at a glance the large pottery jar of apricot blossom wine on the top of the basket. It weighed at least three pounds. He thought that anything brought from the capital must be good wine.

Jing Changning: "Then you can come to my house and drink. I have two jars of wine at home. My father is worried that no one will drink with him."

After some pleasantries.

Jing Yongning bowed to the elders and followed them into the main hall. Erlang and Jing Chunxi stood still. At this time, the woman who had just taken the two pieces of meat from Jing Changning noticed them and hurriedly called to the next room: "Ziwen! Don't study today, come out and help greet the guests."

A raspy male voice immediately responded, "Okay! Right here!"

The old village chief realized at this time that the two little guests had not followed them in, and he quickly said, "Yes, let Ziwen help to receive the guests, and let Xiaoling come over and take the little girl to eat some sweet cakes."

After thinking for a moment, he called out, "Ziwen, come in and meet Master Jing first."

Li Ziwen, who came out from the next room, was wearing a light gray long gown made of excellent fine cotton cloth, which was clean. He had his hair simply tied in a bun and was not wearing a scarf.

He had delicate features and was about the same height as Erlang, and indeed half a head taller than Sanlang and Silang. From this, Jing Chunxi was sure that Silang was not lying. It seemed that he had seen him before today.

Li Ziwen came out and nodded to Erlang and Jing Chunxi when he saw them. He also gave a standard bow and said, "Please wait a moment."

He turned and walked into the main hall. Without waiting for the old village chief to introduce him, he bowed to everyone and said, "Hello, elders, hello."

The old people were all laughing and saying yes.

He turned to Jing Changning respectfully again, bowed again and said, "The rice paper and brushes that Master Jing gave me are so valuable. I like them very much." It was obvious from his words that he was an expert in knowledge. Jing Chunxi was glad that he did not just take some cheap things to fool the villagers.

Jing Changning smiled, "I'm glad you like it! I heard Ziwen is extremely talented. I wish you success in the imperial examination next year."

Li Ziwen thanked him modestly.

Jing Changning then turned to Village Chief Li and complimented him, "Ziwen is a hard-working and studious child. He will definitely make great progress academically. He must be nurtured well."

PS: Time flies, and tomorrow is New Year's Day. I wish everyone a happy new year and all the best.

There are a lot of updates these days, each with four or five chapters.

I have received so much love from readers and the data is quite high, which gives me more motivation to write.