Aunt Pang's son was a little reluctant. They were almost there, but someone asked him to go back.

The coward grumbled, "I won't go. I'm not afraid of standing or being cold."

Auntie Pang glared and said, "Go quickly. Mom will go and make room for you."

The coward said, "I'll go take the seat, you go back and get it."

"Why are you so disobedient, kid? I'm not as nimble as you."

"Are you going or not? I'll count to three..." Aunt Fat had already raised her hand.

The coward turned his head away and ran home reluctantly.

The academy was brightly lit, the stage had already been set up, and on the red curtain were written the words "The First New Year Gala", which looked very festive.

The villagers all rushed to grab the seats in the first row. After all, the first row has clear vision and hearing, and it is a rare and good seat.

After all the villagers arrived, two male hosts came on stage.

After all, it was ancient times, a patriarchal society, and women performing on stage would make people think in a bad direction.

Therefore, Lin Shuangshuang simply gave up the female host and let two young scholars host the show.

After the two scholars came on stage, they bowed to everyone first, and then introduced the first New Year Gala in a clear and loud voice, so that everyone could understand what this event was about.

After the two people’s introduction, the villagers finally understood that this party was to celebrate the New Year.

Mrs. Lin has a lot of ideas. She gathered the whole village together to watch the performance, which created a lively New Year atmosphere.

"Now we invite Wang Erniu to bring the first program of this evening party, poetry recitation."

A ten-year-old boy came on stage, bowed, and there was applause from the audience.

Because of their previous experience of public lectures, the villagers of Hegou Village have learned to applaud and encourage the people on the stage with their actions.

After the applause died down, Wang Erniu began to recite ancient poems with his head shaking.

Wang Erniu's family was very excited when they saw their child standing in the center of the stage reciting ancient poems. They looked very honored and proud.

In particular, when the villagers nearby echoed the praise, Wang Erniu's family laughed even more happily, but they still spoke modestly.

"No, no, this kid is just very brave and aggressive."

"Yeah, he won't listen no matter what I say. In such a big occasion, he is the first kid to go on stage to perform. What if he forgets what he recited? Isn't he afraid of being laughed at?"

Although Wang Erniu's mother said words of disapproval, she couldn't suppress her proud expression. If you didn't know, you would think her son had passed the imperial examination and become the top scorer.

When the people around saw that Wang Erniu's mother was blowing the trumpet enthusiastically, they gradually ignored her.

Isn't it just the first one to perform on stage? What is there to show off?

It seems like no child would go on stage.

Besides, her child was just reciting poems, but her own son could play the piano. Is that something that only a generation can do?

Just like that, the party finally came to an end in a lively atmosphere amidst laughter and comparisons at home.

When we left, we discussed asking the Lin family tomorrow when we visit them whether they would still hold the event next year.

Can villagers participate?

Can women participate?

Or are only the scholars from Qinghe Academy qualified to perform on stage?

Some said they could sing, some said they could tell stories, and they all wanted to perform on stage.

It was already very late when the party ended, but no one felt sleepy at all. They all clamored to play mahjong until dawn, which was the only way to truly stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.

I don’t know who said that only those who can stay awake until dawn will be visited by the God of Wealth.

Lin Shuangshuang just smiled when she heard everyone's mysterious remarks, just for fun.

These people are really superstitious. Especially when they mention words like the God of Wealth, they get excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Lin Shuangshuang went straight home. She didn't plan to stay at Gu's house to celebrate the New Year, but wanted to go back early and spend more time with her children.

Before we knew it, these two little guys are already over one year old. They are growing so fast and can even babble and call for their mothers.

She was busy all day long, and most of the time it was Dong'er and Yang who helped take care of the children, so she had very little time to spend with them.

"Come, give me a hug."

"So good, my dear."

When Lin Shuangshuang was holding the child, kissing, hugging and holding him up high, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Who is it here in the middle of the night?

Why are you coming to her house instead of reuniting with your family?

Dong'er came in hurriedly, and said with a bad look on her face, "Miss, Auntie Pang said that something happened to the mother and son of the Lin family. It seems... they are all dead."

Lin Shuangshuang frowned: "Are they all dead?"

"Ah."

"Go and call Aunt Fatty in."

Aunt Fat came in and shouted anxiously, "Shuang'er, go check on your family members. They may not be able to survive."

"What's going on?"

"Let's talk on the way. I think the girl is still breathing. How about you take the medicine box with you?"

"Ah."

On the way, Auntie Pang said very quickly: "We live across from each other. When we were having dinner at night, we saw that it was dark across from each other, and there was no movement at all."

"I didn't think much of it at the time, thinking they had just moved in and didn't have any oil lamps or candles at home."

"After that, when I went to the academy to watch the evening party, his house was still pitch dark."

"I was wondering in my heart, they didn't even go to see such a lively scene, could it be that they went to bed early?"

"I just finished watching the evening show and passed by their house. There was no gate in their yard, so I went straight in..."

"As a result, we found that everyone in the room was lying on the floor or on the table. Your mother was foaming at the mouth, as if she was poisoned..."

Lin Shuangshuang frowned: "Poisoned?"

"Why did he get poisoned?"

"Who knows?"

"Their little girl was lying on the ground, holding her stomach and groaning. She kept saying her stomach hurt. She wouldn't say anything when asked."

Lin Shuangshuang couldn't help but quicken her pace after listening to Aunt Fat's words.

When they arrived at the door, the yard was already crowded with villagers who came to watch the fun.

If it were normal, everyone would have gone to bed at this time, but tonight was special.

What's more, this is a serious incident involving loss of life and a tragic annihilation of an entire family. Even if you are asleep, you will get up to watch the fun.

At this time, the yard was as bright as day, and the villagers who came to watch the fun spontaneously held lanterns and torches, um... to make it easier to see clearly.

Otherwise it's dark and lonely.

It costs money to watch the fun, after all, it is very cold now.

Don’t stay frozen in the middle of the night and not be able to see anything clearly, otherwise you’d be at a loss, right?

When everyone saw Lin Shuangshuang coming, they all made way for her.

Lin Shuangshuang went to check on Lin Rouer first. After all, she was the only person in the Lin family she cared about.

And she was still moving, while the others were already unconscious or dead.

"What's going on? Did you eat something dirty?"

Lin Rouer bit her lips tightly and said nothing, just crying and shouting in pain.

Lin Shuangshuang picked up the leftovers on the table and smelled them. The meat dishes didn't smell anything, only the porridge had a faint pungent smell.

Lin Shuangshuang took out a silver needle and tested it in the porridge. The silver needle turned black.

There is indeed poison in this porridge!


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