The Mid-Autumn Festival had always been a very elegant festival since ancient times.
An incense burner table was set up in the courtyard, and on it were some fruits, pastries, mooncakes, snacks, and the like. Three cups of light wine and two plates of side dishes would be gathered with the family, and they would toast to the moon.
However, any kind of elegant atmosphere would always be destroyed when it came to Fang and the others. Even if it was as elegant as the Mid-Autumn Festival, it would also become unbearably vulgar.
The sky was not dark yet, and a huge shed had been set up in the open space in front of Fang's house. Inside the shed, a huge pot was bubbling with hot steam. Fang stood on the table next to it, waving a huge spatula in his hand and stirring it with all his might.
Inside the pot was half a fan of fresh pork that they had just bought today, and some spare ribs. The fragrance of the meat permeated the air, and it could be smelled from afar.
Originally, they had planned to buy a whole pig, but after asking the price, Fang and the others discussed it, and they still bought half a fan of pork together.
They had just gotten out of poverty, and they wanted to save as much as possible.
A few naughty children lingered outside the shed, and their eyes were fixed on the big pot, and their mouths kept swallowing saliva.
Inside the shed, a few men sat around the table, and there were several freshly fried side dishes on the table. They picked up the muddy wine in the bowl, and drank it all in one gulp. From time to time, there would be hearty laughter.
"Fang, let the wife at home take care of the meat. Come over and drink with us!" A strong man put down the wine bowl, looked in Fang's direction, and said loudly.
"You guys drink first, I'll be right there!" Fang replied, but he did not put down the huge spatula in his hand.
A trace of doubt appeared on the man's face, and he muttered to himself, "What's wrong with Fang today? He usually runs faster than anyone else when he drinks, but he hasn't touched a single drop of wine today!"
A little further away, Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he made up his mind that he would not go there tonight even if he died.
Last time, he drank a bowl of wine from his son-in-law, and it made him lie in bed for a whole day. When he woke up, his head was so painful that it felt like it was going to explode. Thinking of that feeling, even though Fang was a man of indomitable spirit, he could not help but feel a little scared. He would not touch wine for a while.
After a while, seeing that the meat in the pot was almost done cooking, Old Fang waved his hand and called for everyone to come over. He filled everyone's bowl with a full bowl of meat soup, and naturally, there was no lack of meat. When he turned around and saw a few naughty kids pacing back and forth outside, he called out to them from afar and waved them in. Every naughty kid got a bowl of soup.
Although these children were the direct descendants of the Liu family, the grievances between the adults had nothing to do with the children. Fang was still very clear about this point.
The few naughty children did not have time to say thank you when they got the benefits. They picked up the bowls and ran to the side. The boiling hot meat soup made them suck in air. They stretched out their dirty claws and took out a bone that had been cooked to crisp from the bowl. After tearing off the shredded meat on it, they ate it, and even bit the bone to swallow it.
These days, no family had a good time. Even the direct descendants of the Liu family could not eat meat whenever they wanted.
In today's village, only the Li Yi family, Fang, and the others could live such a comfortable life.
The candied haws business had long been stabilized, and there was a lot of income every day. Although Fang and the others did not eat so extravagantly, it was a bit unreasonable if they did not reward themselves during the festival.
The Willow Leaf Village was not small, but it was not too big either. The shed was open, and there was such a big pot of meat being cooked. The smell could almost fill the entire village.
Some people stood at the door of their houses and looked over with envious eyes. They could not help but gulp when they smelled the smell of the meat …
Among these people, there was no lack of direct descendants of the Liu family.
"Do you think we should apologize to Ruyi and the others?" Looking at the bustling scene as if it was New Year's Eve, a middle-aged man turned to look at another man beside him and said hesitantly.
"Apologize for what?" The man was stunned and asked.
"We have been too harsh to them in the past." The middle-aged man said with a complicated expression.
"We are all uncles. You can put your face down, but I can't!" The man's expression changed and immediately said.
"Face is nothing. Look at the Fang family now. They have meat to eat and wine to drink. Their lives are much better than ours!" The expression on the middle-aged man's face was very envious. He continued, "I've asked around. Their candied haws business has a daily income. That's a lot of money. If we can also sell candied haws …"
Recently, the most uncomfortable thing for the Liu family was to find that the people they had never looked at before were all living better lives than them. They could drink big bowls of wine and eat big mouthfuls of meat, while they could not even drink soup.
As for comparing with Liu Ruyi and the others, these people had never thought about it.
According to Madam Wu, every time Ruyi's son-in-law came back, he would bring a few hundred taels of silver with him. Those silver ingots were as big as a fist …
"It's not like you don't know that the secret recipe of the candied haws is in their hands. Now in the prefectural city, those people only recognize them for the candied haws business. We can't get involved at all, unless they agree …"
"If Ruyi agrees, it will work …"
"I'm not going to ask you to beg her!"
After saying this, the man flicked his sleeves and left. The middle-aged man stood there and sighed. He murmured, "I really can't bring myself to do this. Why don't I talk to Second Granduncle first? Second Granduncle's words, Ruyi should listen to him …"
He stood there in a daze for a long time. Just as he was about to turn around and go home, he suddenly saw the man come out of the house with something in his arms and hurriedly walk forward.
"Where are you going?" The middle-aged man asked casually.
"It's not easy for Ruyi and her sister all these years. There are still a dozen eggs left at home. I'm going to send them to them to nourish their bodies …"
The man's voice came from the dark night. The figure gradually walked away, leaving the middle-aged man standing there with a stunned expression, alone in the night wind.
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In the small courtyard, Li Yi was explaining to Xiao Huan and Sister Ruyi that there was no Chang 'e, no osmanthus tree, no Wu Gang, and of course, no Jade Rabbit on the moon … The courtyard they were in was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the moon … The moon itself did not emit light. The moonlight they were seeing now was actually sunlight?
The little servant girl never doubted Li Yi's words. After listening to him, she was obviously a little sad that Chang 'e and Jade Rabbit were not on the moon.
Liu Ruyi had never believed that there was Chang 'e and Jade Rabbit on the moon. That was something that only young girls believed in. However, she was skeptical of Li Yi's words that the moon did not emit light and what they were seeing now was actually sunlight.
It was not that she did not believe it at all. Although this sounded a little unbelievable, compared to this, Liu Ruyi felt that it was even more unbelievable that two rocks of different sizes would fall from the same height and land at the same time. Since such a thing could happen, what else was impossible?
As for Liu Ruyi, she only listened quietly. Although she also had doubts in her heart, she did not ask. She patiently waited for Li Yi's explanation.
Li Yi was just about to explain to them the principle of the moon reflecting sunlight when there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Just now, it was eggs and mooncakes. What is it this time?"
A puzzled expression appeared on his face. He was greatly surprised. Could it be that this world had a tradition of sending warmth during the Mid-Autumn Festival?
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