"It's so lively, could it be that they are marrying a wife?" Zeng Guobao's face was filled with joy. If someone married a wife, it would be no problem to take advantage of the chaos and have a meal. www

Lu Junbao listened carefully, then shook his head and said: "It's not about marrying a wife, it's about Bai Hui!"

Baoer asked confusedly: "What is Baihui?"

In fact, Liu Jian, Zhao Bing, and Zeng Guobao didn't understand what Bai Hui meant.

Lu Junbao laughed and said: "There is a saying in the countryside, red and white parties, red refers to weddings, white refers to funerals, and it means dead people!" [

Everyone finally understood this explanation. There were many deaths in the city, and funerals were held in funeral parlors. But Zeng Guobao and others were young and had never heard of the word "Bai Hui", let alone Bao'er.

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But regardless of whether it was a Red Club or a White Club, there would definitely be no problem eating. Zeng Guobao was particularly excited. He was already very hungry. Others ate steamed buns and porridge, but he had never eaten anything.

Bao'er was excited because he wanted to see the excitement and excitement, and his steps became faster.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the village, there were more and more people, men, women, old and young. Zeng Guobao was at the front. He was a little impatient because he was hungry.

Not far after entering the village, several men wearing white mourning cloths on their heads came over and asked as they ran: "Please come here, please come here. Are you friends from Laoer City?"

As soon as Zeng Guobao heard this, he knew that they had misunderstood. He probably thought that he and his friends were friends from the city they called "the second child" who came to attend the funeral.

deny.

Those few people didn't bother to ask further questions. They noticed that several of them were very distinguished in dress and appearance, especially the girl. Although she was young, she looked like a painting. They quickly led the five of them into the village.

Zeng Guobao looked vulgar, but he was careless and attentive. He talked to those people along the way and figured it out before they even arrived.

It was indeed a funeral. The person who died was the old man of the village chief's family. He was ninety-two years old. The village chief had three sons and four daughters. One of the sons was an official in the city. All four daughters were married to the city. Only two of them were married.

The son is still in the village, and it is the second son who is an official in the city, and those people also misunderstood that they are the second son's friends in the city.

The funeral was very lively and grand, and each of the sons-in-law invited a funeral band, each competing for his own.

After several people kowtowed in the mourning hall, they were arranged by the receptionist to rest in a room. Fortunately, there were two sons-in-law kneeling in the mourning hall. The second son-in-law was an official and had a delicate body. He had been tired for two days.

No, I'm already sleeping like a pig in the room.

What Lu Junbao is more interested in is seeing Duangong doing things. The so-called Duangong refers to the things that his brother did during his lifetime. Those who do this are basically local farmers.

Only about ten minutes later, someone came to invite them to a meal. On the large terrace outside, a large square of several hundred square meters was filled with tables, and there were many people. Lu Junbao had five people sitting at one table.

, but there are eight people at a table, and within two seconds someone came and sat down.

Lu Junbao and Zeng Guobao sat on one side, Liu Jian and Zhao Bing sat on the other side, and no one sat with Bao'er. She was originally sitting alone, and there was an empty side. The three people who came were all girls around twelve or thirteen years old.

He was dressed in country clothes and his face was a little dirty. After sitting down, he just stared at Baoer.

Baoer asked with a smile: "What are you looking at? Are there flowers on my face?"

The three girls just shook their heads, and one of them said: "Sister, you are so beautiful, even more beautiful than those on TV. Teacher Wang's daughter in our school is also beautiful, but she is still not as beautiful as you!"

Country children are really childlike. Baoer said with a smile: "Really? In fact, you are also good-looking, but you don't think it yourself!"

Of course it's happy to be called beautiful, even for someone like Bao'er.

Only Zeng Guobao muttered: "Hypocrisy!"[

However, his attention was not on this. He was focused on the vegetable rice. Before the dishes arrived, a bowl of rice was brought to him first, and it was still steaming.

Zeng Guobao didn't say much. He dragged the basin and filled himself a large bowl of white rice. He ate it in three gulps, and then filled up another bowl.

This action stunned the three girls!

The girl who praised Baoer's good looks couldn't help but asked: "Uncle, is there no white rice in the city?"
Chapter completed!