The guests arrived early, around three or four in the afternoon.
Fearing that the Xiao Family would be too busy, Zhou Fuquan, Wang Cuihua, and Aunt Zhang came to help with the cooking and washing of the vegetables even before noon.
The guests all admired Xiao's house, which, though not as grand as the mansions of the wealthy in town, was still the envy of countless villagers.
The yard was spacious, with ten tables of feasts – six tables in the front yard and four in the backyard.
Second brother and third brother, who were busy in the kitchen, came out from time to time to greet the guests.
Su Qingyue looked at the sky, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the cooked dishes began to be served one by one.
Almost everyone at each table was drooling over the dishes.
Spicy fried venison, braised chicken, fried fish, winter melon stir-fried with shredded pork, stir-fried vegetables, deep-fried flour pancake, sponge gourd soup... ten dishes in total.
