Lord of the Desert

Chapter 5
The foreign guests at the same table also saw the guests and hosts greeting at the entrance of the main hall, and they began to praise: "After all, you are a wealthy family, and the lady of your family is not inferior to a man!"

Dahua's ethos has always been patriarchal; but because both men and women can practice martial arts, although women's status is still inferior, they are not taboo to show their faces.

When Hong Fu heard the outsider praise the eldest lady, he glanced at his friend worriedly, but saw him smiling gently and nodding repeatedly.

In fact, Hong Fan didn't pay attention to what others were saying at all.

At this time, he was observing the words and deeds of the eldest lady, and at the same time corroborated with his vague memory and the information he asked from Aunt Liu yesterday.

[The mistress is from the Chen family in the state capital, she must be decent, and likes to make decisions in everything. 】

【Every New Year's Eve has to be done in a big way, so you can't be compared to other big families in the city. 】

[Pay special attention to reputation, always be stable in front of others, and follow the rules of the family. 】

[As for the empress, everyone thinks she is a little narrow-minded. 】

【Well, the bodhisattva will blame you for talking about people behind their backs...】

【As for the elder, he has been living in seclusion for several years, not caring about his affairs, even if there are important events, he only shows his face. 】

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and Hong Fan had made his final decision.

In the great world, martial arts is the foundation and the step to advance.

And Hong Fanruo at this age of growing body, only relying on two bowls of green leafy vegetables a day, not to mention practicing martial arts, his growth and development are not enough.

Therefore, at today's banquet, he planned to find an opportunity to solve his food problem.

Counting carefully, Hong Fan didn't seem to have any bargaining chips in his hand.

Martial arts is the bottom level of ethnology, not to mention that the internal injuries are still not healed.

With empty pockets, Aunt Liu even asked Aunt Liu to exchange her beloved for meat.

In the past, her extreme and vicious personality resulted in no connections within or outside the clan.

Even if you have a lot of knowledge, you don't know how to realize it.

From top to bottom, it seems that only the incomparably handsome appearance is enough to praise.

But Hong Fan knew that he actually had another reliance.

That is identity.

He is the son of the head of the Hong family.

After the death of his biological mother, the eldest lady was his mother in name.

Of course, these identities are nominal.

But even famous utensils can play a huge role at the right time.

Not long after, the opportunity that Hong Fan had been waiting for came.

A young servant hurried inside to report the message, and the smile on the face of the butler at the door was flattering.

This must be the distinguished guest among the honored guests—Mrs. Gain took the initiative to greet the first courtyard entrance like never before.

"Hey, it's the head of the Li family and the eldest son who have arrived."

In the running water banquet, many people recognized the person who came.

Except Jingsha Xingjun and Hong Jian, the last congenital powerhouse in Jinhai City is Li Heming, the patriarch of the Li family who walked slowly into the hospital in plain white robes.

Hong Fan "remembered" some rumors about this person.

It is said that he had outstanding talent when he was young, and he was the pride of heaven who had been on the list.

"When the honored guest arrives, the fluffy plants will shine!"

At this time, the eldest lady led Hong Sheng quickly past the round table where Hong Fan was sitting, with a warm smile on her face.

When the big shots started to greet each other, even the voices of the surrounding water mats became much quieter.

Hong Fan also started to exert his strength.

He took a piece of pork belly and chewed it in his mouth. He recalled his family and good life before time travel, and relaxed all emotional control.

Sadness suddenly flowed upstream.

Along his fair cheeks, big drops of tears fell down and landed on the waxed tabletop.

Part of the advantage of being overly good-looking—a natural draw to attention in a crowd—is immediately apparent.

People around immediately noticed the "inappropriate" tears at the funeral banquet.

"Brother Hong Fan, why are you crying all of a sudden?"

A person at the same table asked.

When the round table was full, they introduced themselves and exchanged names.

"It's okay..."

Hong Fan waved his hand and carefully swallowed the pork belly in his mouth.

"It's just that I haven't eaten meat for a long time, so I shed tears."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding tables were shocked.

Although most of them didn't know Hong Fan, but seeing his extraordinary appearance and steady demeanor, they thought he was at least a handsome son of the clan.

Unexpectedly, daily life is so miserable.

"This, how come? Isn't my brother the brother of the big house of the Hong family?"

The other person at the same table also expressed concern.

However, he didn't notice that the face of the eldest lady who heard this not far behind her suddenly tightened.

Soon, more whispers sounded around.

"My brother is a concubine, and I heard that he is treated harshly on weekdays..."

"He seemed to have practiced too much martial arts before and was seriously injured. He thought it was due to poor aptitude, but I didn't expect there to be such a heavy reason..."

The eldest lady finally couldn't stand it anymore - she had noticed that the glances from all directions were beginning to be weird.

"Brother Fan, what's the matter?"

She had no choice but to step forward and ask questions pretending to be concerned.

Hong Chen is about forty years old and well maintained.

At this time, she was dressed in heavy make-up, and her demeanor was really extraordinary.

Coupled with the fact that there are many onlookers in the big court, if it is replaced by the one who died suddenly, I am afraid that he will not even be able to speak well.

But the current Hong Fan and the two are human beings, and they have done a lot of big reports before facing hundreds of people, so naturally they will not be stage frightened.

"Back to Da Furen, it's just a momentary loss of composure, nothing else."

Hong Fan generously wiped away his tears, got up from his seat, first saluted the eldest lady respectfully, and then answered.

According to etiquette, he should address the other party as mother.

But when he heard the three words "big madam", Hong Chen's complexion softened a lot.

Many people have heard Hong Fan's self-indulgence that he can't eat meat.

With so many eyes and ears paying attention, if Hong Fan blurted out "mother", then the Hong Chen family would definitely have a notoriety of jealousy and harshness.

"Don't hide it, I just heard that you said you can't eat meat on weekdays?"

The eldest lady said.

"The Hong family's family rules have a saying, students who enter school have four dishes for a meal, two meat and two vegetables, how can there be no meat?"

At this point, she certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to pretend nothing happened.

"You don't have to be restrained, if you have any grievances, just say it, someone will make the decision for you."

After the eldest lady finished speaking, she turned to look at Li Heming and his son.

"Mr. He, if the family affairs are delayed, why don't you let Brother Sheng lead you two in first?"

she apologized.

"My master should also attend this meeting."

"No, I don't mind waiting."

Li Heming refused, as if he was very interested in the matter in front of him.

Now that the atmosphere is here, Hong Fan no longer pretends.

"The family rules are naturally good, but there are evil servants who are greedy and deduct money every day, so that Fan has no sense of meat all year round."

He cupped his hands again and said loudly.

Hearing this, there was another commotion in the venue; the face of the butler begging for help was so dark that it was about to drip.

"Who is the evil servant you speak of?"

Da Furen asked, her voice was as awe-inspiring as a sword.

"Mrs. Hui, it's Mrs. Jiang who is in charge of delivering meals."

Hong Fan replied.

As soon as this remark came out, many people, including Li Heming, had playful expressions.

It's really ridiculous that the young master of the long house was bullied by an evil servant who passed on food, so that he didn't know the taste of meat.

But what's even more ridiculous is that at this time, one of the avengers and one of the masters spoke with certainty, as if it was true.

(End of this chapter)