After updating the Wang family ancestors on his latest situation, Jiang Feng rubbed his ears, which had nearly been deafened by the firecrackers, and followed the elders back to the village.
When Jiang Feng returned to the village, his grandmother's house was already bustling with many people, and the tables and chairs were all set up—filling the hall to the courtyard, and any spillover was accommodated in the neighboring households, who were also relatives.
The Wang family was populous and mostly resided in this very village. Wang Xiulian had more than a dozen paternal cousins alone, not to mention the countless aunts and other relatives. Officially, the feast celebrated Jiang Feng's stellar achievements this year, but really, it was a village-wide dinner.
Before the meal even started, Jiang Feng was pulled aside for some warmth and chit-chat by a crowd of uncles whose names he couldn't recall.
