Drums thundered, flags fluttered, firecrackers erupted, and a sea of people flooded the streets—this was Qijia Village today.
Village Chief Qi Kangping had summoned all the influential figures from the three surrounding villages to Qijia Village. He had arranged one hundred tables, stretching from the village gate to the ancestral hall, at a cost of fifty yuan per table.
The money, naturally, came from Father Qi. In his words, one should save when it is time to save and spend when it is time to spend; while he couldn't bring glory to his ancestors through marriage, a double master’s degree was a different story. Even if the supply station hadn't been making money, he would have smashed the pots and sold the iron to put on a grand display.
Chapter 87