With a "bang", Li Huowang, who was frightened, suddenly stood up and stepped back several steps.
The sound of the chair falling immediately caught the attention of the stall owner, who quickly approached with caution. "What's wrong, sir? Is the noodles not good or the soup not tasty? Shall I get you another bowl?"
Li Huowang, whose face turned extremely ugly, glanced at him and then at his pregnant wife. Without saying a word, he threw a broken silver coin and hurriedly left in a carriage.
"Sir, you gave too much. A bowl of noodles doesn't cost this much!" The stall owner's voice made the carriage go even faster.
On the speeding carriage, Li Huowang covered his stomach with a strange expression. "What's going on? Did the Black Tai Sui just repeat that sentence like a parrot, or does it really think I'm its father?"
He had always thought that the Tai Sui was like Danyang Zi in the past, after all, its existence was to take over other people's bodies.
But what just happened seemed completely different from what he had thought before.
"Father?" A voice rang out again, immediately refuted by Li Huowang. "Don't call me father!"
"Why not?"
The words of the Black Tai Sui left Li Huowang speechless for a moment. After thinking about it, he realized that there was no reason not to be called that. This matter could be both good and bad for him.
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The crowing of a rooster slowly woke up Yang Xiaohai. He rubbed his eyes and looked around, feeling a bit uncomfortable being alone in a room.
In the beginning, he couldn't sleep well without smelling his senior brother Cao Cao's stinky feet.
After stretching lazily, Yang Xiaohai got up and started putting on his clothes. He was growing taller every day, and his Taoist robe was obviously too short for him.
Facing the cold morning wind, Yang Xiaohai shrank his neck and walked towards the White House.
Living in Niu Xin Village was much better than sleeping outside. There was a well in the yard opposite the kitchen, making it convenient for washing clothes, dishes, and brushing teeth without having to fetch water early in the morning.
After boiling water and putting the rice that had been soaked overnight, Yang Xiaohai skillfully began to cook porridge. Although porridge was simple, it depended on how it was cooked. If it was cooked slowly and the oil from the rice was all out, it would taste different.
Opening the jar of pickled vegetables, Yang Xiaohai picked up his chopsticks and cut the pickled vegetables into strips on the chopping board.
His state of mind was interrupted by a burst of footsteps. When he looked up, he saw the chubby woman. "Hey, fellow villager, you're up so early today too."
She was holding a new piece of clothing, a man's robe.
"Take the leftover tofu from last night out and cook the porridge." Hearing this, Yang Xiaohai couldn't help but sigh. Life was so much better now that there were even leftovers.
"Okay." The woman didn't get angry and obediently did as she was told.
When the porridge was cooked and the dishes were ready, everyone gradually came to the lobby to eat. Li Huowang had been gone for a long time, and everyone was gradually getting used to it. But everyone's hearts felt empty, as if they had lost their backbone. Without anyone giving orders, they didn't know what to do for a moment.As for the hurtful words he said before, no one took them to heart. They had all been through life and death situations, and their hearts were as solid as porcelain. Even if Li Huowang called them useless or cursed at them for a whole day and night, they would just laugh it off.
But at least they were not blind. They could all see that Li Huowang had left, and who was the most heartbroken here.
Since Li Huowang left, Bai Lingmiao had never smiled again, and she was no longer the approachable person she used to be. She seemed to have turned into a block of ice that pushed people away.
Chun Xiaoman sighed and picked up a piece of pickled vegetable with her chopsticks, putting it in Bai Lingmiao's bowl. She had been sleeping with her during this time, afraid that her good friend would do something rash.
Bai Lingmiao picked up the pickled vegetable and chewed it into small pieces.
"That Bai girl..."
Lv Zhuangyuan's words made Bai Lingmiao look up. She blinked her long eyelashes and asked calmly, "Master Lv, is there something you need?"
"You see, it's been so long since we performed. I think the Lü Family troupe can go out and perform now. The autumn harvest is over, and the farmers have nothing to do but prepare for winter and watch plays."
"Okay, but today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. How about we wait until after the festival to leave, Master Lv?"
Lv Zhuangyuan nodded awkwardly. He had wanted to take his whole family out for the Mid-Autumn Festival to avoid feeling uncomfortable in this village. But since the other party had said so, he could only give up.
It had been so long, and he had already heard clearly that this girl had lost her entire family. This Mid-Autumn Festival was definitely not going to be easy for her.
"I can make mooncakes!" Yang Xiaohai volunteered.
"That bald guy used to make us make mooncakes every Mid-Autumn Festival. I was the fastest and best among the disciples!"
Seeing Chun Xiaoman signaling at him, Yang Xiaohai paused and quickly sat down to eat breakfast.
After breakfast, Yang Xiaohai took out the mooncake molds. Fortunately, the whole village had everything they needed, or it wouldn't have been easy to make them.
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Gouwa poked his head out of the kitchen door and asked insincerely, "Little Hai, do you need my help?"
"No, I can do it by myself."
"Okay, then I'll wait to eat them at night. I'm going to help Gao Zhijian build the tile kiln!"
After a busy day, night fell, and the bright moon hung high in the sky. The pastries and mooncakes they bought from the peddler were stacked on the table, and a barrel of wine from the cellar was brought out.
Bai Lingmiao, sitting in the main seat, raised her wine glass to the others. "The moon is full, and everything is round. May everything go smoothly and everyone be happy. I wish everyone a happy and harmonious family!"
Everyone looked at each other, and eventually raised their glasses awkwardly and responded with some incomprehensible words.
After taking a sip of wine, Bai Lingmiao's eyes turned red. "Come on, let's not just drink. Let's eat mooncakes. Yang Shidi's mooncakes look so good, they must be delicious."
She picked up a mooncake and took a small bite. Seeing everyone being so careful, Bai Lingmiao sniffed and laughed."You see, my brain is not working well. The offerings for the ancestral hall haven't been changed for the Mid-Autumn Festival. You can eat, I'll go and change them now," Bai Lingmiao said as she picked up a stack of mooncakes and headed towards the Bai family ancestral hall.
As soon as Bai Lingmiao left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The young boy felt uncomfortable and pulled at his collar. "Ah, this Mid-Autumn Festival is so weird."
"I'll go check on her," Chun Xiaoman said, standing up to follow.
But Gao Zhijian grabbed her hand and shook his head slightly. "Let... let... let her be alone for a while!"
"Everyone, have some mooncakes. Yang Shidi made these and they're pretty good," Bai Lingmiao said as she placed the mooncakes in front of the densely packed spirit tablets in the ancestral hall.
All of these spirit tablets were new, belonging to the entire Bai family village. Regardless of age or gender, they were all neatly arranged here.
The black and white spirit tablets formed a huge oppressive black wall, looking down on the only bloodline of the Bai family in front of them.
--- Author's Note ---
I'm sorry, I admit that I've been slacking off these past few days. After finishing some things, I'll start updating more tomorrow and try to catch up on what I owe.