Upon hearing this, Qiao Qinghe pointed at the two villagers already seated at the table, "Just sit anywhere, if they arrive late, they can sit wherever there's room."
Upon hearing Qiao Qinghe's words, Qiao Changshun turned his head to gaze at the scene in the courtyard and nodded, "Alright."
Although Tong Family's courtyard covered two homesteads, there were several thousand people in Anping Village.
At this moment, not only was the courtyard filled with tables, but tables were also set up on the street, occupying the whole street.
Even so, not all people could be seated. According to past custom, there would be two turns. Only after the first batch of people had finished eating could the latecomers take their seats.
Qiao Xiaomai was busy in the kitchen. She overheard the conversation between Qiao Changshun and Qiao Qinghe, which caused her to furrow her eyebrows.
The tone of Qiao Qinghe indicated that there might be some hidden agendas.