After feeding the rebellious Little Lian'en and washing thoroughly with three basins of dirty water, it was already late morning.
Since everything now is about being revolutionary, and the whole country is advocating diligence and thrift. Lianshan wanted to give his son a grand full moon banquet so that everyone in the ten-mile radius would know that even though this wasn't his biological son, he had the heart of a true father, but he didn't have the chance.
Why? Because he feared being accused of extravagance and waste, showing bourgeois tendencies of hedonism.
Being a proper poor farmer for eight generations, maintaining a pure lineage wasn't easy. Regardless of his desires, he didn't dare joke around with such matters. Otherwise, if he were publicly criticized and struggled against, his peaceful and happy little life would be no more.
But sometimes, just when you want peace, disturbances arise unexpectedly.
