The brothers Mo Guoqiang and Mo Laoer led the way, followed by Liu Fengying, Second Aunt Mo, and their children. A procession of more than a dozen people, they barged right onto the sunning-ground as soon as they arrived. The seven or eight children stared intently at the meat dishes on the tables, their faces filled with greed. The four adults, however, scowled and glared around, acting as if everyone eating and drinking in the courtyard had stolen the food right out of their mouths.
Grandpa Mo stood up from his seat and asked Mo Guoqiang, "What are you all here for?"
Mo Guoqiang had just started to call out, "Uncle," when Mo Laoer cut in, "Uncle, we just found out the production team let you move in here! Setting up a new stove, a housewarming... why didn't you call us? Instead, you let all these outsiders enjoy the good food and drink!"
Grandpa Mo cursed, "You little bastard, what nonsense are you spouting? These are all people from our village, our relatives!"