Diary of a banquet, within 600 words.

"Aren't you going at this point?" A woman roared, "It's too late if I don't go. I'll go first. Hurry up. " With a wave of her hand, she walked quickly to the crowd behind the house not far away.

"It's time to go. You and Tang Long go first. I'll come later. " An old man said to two children beside him. Tang Long and I looked at each other, then looked at the dusty wall clock on the wall and said, "Then hurry up, or we won't even catch up with the second round." After that, he chased the direction of the previous woman.

You guessed it, we are going to eat. Eating in the countryside is different from the luxurious banquet in the city, but simple and lively. Family members and other rural women cook in a big iron pot, and the same dish is divided into eight parts, so that "volunteers" can send it to different tables and seats. When everything is ready, they will hand out several packets of inferior paper towels, and then several people will put rice in a bamboo sieve and become an alternative "waiter". Naughty rural children, bold rural men, rural women chatting while eating, hardworking "chefs" and "volunteers" constitute a simple rural dining map.

After all, it was raining, and the quagmire continued all the way. After five minutes' walk, my pants became "camouflage clothes". Compared with me, Tang Long is much more comfortable. He jumped over some mires and walked quickly to the house. As soon as we arrived, we saw a group of women chatting with melon seeds outside; Children around the big iron pot, "saliva flows down three thousands of feet"; The macho man looked around for a seat and grunted when he saw the beer. What's more, they couldn't find a bottle opener, so they bit the bottle cap with their teeth. ...

We found a table with many children, and we peeled peanuts to kill time. In a short time, "Miss Chicken Feet" arrived late, but as soon as it was served, it was robbed by us one by one. In less than ten seconds, even the foil "Mr. Xiqin" was gone. This offensive is much more terrible than the plague of locusts!

After eating for a while, I put down my chopsticks and followed Tang Long to leave. After all, it's not our gift. Enjoy it if you can. Eating at home is like this. Although children's playfulness, men's fortitude and women's gossip will make some people feel disgusted, isn't this the embodiment of simple folk customs?