Old man Liu's life of distributing money

Chapter 91

The next day, early in the morning.

Liu Qingshi regained consciousness, the memory of last night was so clear, but it also aroused his longing for his hometown.

At the beginning of breakfast, Liu Qingshi spoke the first sentence.

"Xiaobei, let's go back to Liujia Village to wish everyone New Year's greetings after we finish our meal."

"Third Grandpa, you don't need to tell me, I've already prepared it, you can eat slowly."

Liu Bei got up and pretended to go back to the room, but in fact he called Li Jun and asked him to prepare.

Hearing Liu Qingshi's words, Liu Bei, who hadn't planned to go back, immediately changed his mind.

Whether it was Liu Qingshi who wanted to go home or wish someone a new year, he could not stop him, nor should he stop him.

It was not easy for Liu Qingshi to recover so much. If it gets worse because of longing, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Thinking of this, Liu Bei called the village head Liu Chenggong again and asked him to warn Liu Sheng not to talk nonsense.

"Ah Bei, happy new year, are you coming back today?"

"Well, I'll be back soon, you help me with something."

"I understand, I understand, don't worry if you leave it to me."

After a brief conversation, Liu Bei put on a smile and walked out of the room.

He took the big sack of red envelopes he had prepared and handed them to Liu Qingshi.

"What is this for?"

"Hahaha, everyone in Third Grandpa's village is of lower seniority than you, shouldn't we be more prepared, otherwise we will appear stingy."

"But this, won't it be too much money?"

"Hey, third grandpa, I have earned so much money now, and I have been looking for opportunities to repay the folks. I just lent you a hand to give them a little, otherwise I can't find a reason to repay them."

Liu Bei turned on the coaxing mode again. Liu Qingshi heard that it made sense, but felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, okay, Xiaobei is well prepared."

However, at his 90-year-old age, he definitely couldn't think of any reason, so he didn't think too much, took the red envelope, and then waited with eyes full of anticipation. Liu Bei took him back to Liujia Village for the New Year.

"Susu, please come back with me. I want to introduce you to everyone."

Sitting back at the dining table, Liu Bei took An Susu's hand and showed a gentle smile. After yesterday's warming up, Liu Bei especially wanted to introduce An Susu to everyone he knew.

This is probably the deepest love story ever said by a rough guy like him.

"I, I, good."

After being stunned for a few seconds, An Susu blushed and agreed.

An Youyou, who has no sense of existence, has no right to object, so he picks up his phone and starts playing.

Not long after the time passed, Li Jun finally prepared the gift during Liu Beimoji's meal.

I didn't want to give these away, but for the sake of Liu Qingshi's face, he was willing to face this group of people who didn't like him.

"Sir, everything is ready."

"Ah."

Liu Bei nodded, waved him to wait outside, turned his head and smiled again and asked Liu Qingshi, "Third Grandpa, have you finished eating?"

Liu Qingshi stopped the chopsticks in his hand a long time ago, looked at his children's watch from time to time, and nodded with bright eyes when he heard Liu Bei's question.

"Now that everyone is done eating, let's go."

A row of big trucks followed the five luxury cars in a grand manner, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

When they arrived at Liujia Village, the children who were playing around at the head of the village excitedly recognized Liu Bei's Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

"The richest man is back!!!"

I don't know which brat was the first to shout out, and then the other kids followed suit and ran towards the inside.While shouting: "The richest man is back!!!"

All the villagers looked out one after another, seeing Liu Bei's convoy driving towards the village committee, they couldn't help following along to watch the excitement.

Liu Chenggong had been waiting there a long time ago and personally picked up Liu Bei, Liu Qingshi and others.

"Ah Bei, you can come back, hahahaha."

"Hahaha, wait for me."

Liu Bei hugged him warmly, and then helped Liu Qingshi out of the car.

At this moment, Liu Qingshi was a different person from when he left.

Wearing a custom-made high-end clothing, wearing a jade ring that looks expensive at first glance, and a piece of ice-like green jade around his neck, with a ruddy complexion and agile skills.

Coupled with a pair of sunglasses, a proper underworld brother.

In fact, it's not because Liu Bei doesn't know how to dress up. The main reason is that Li Jun is afraid that the villagers won't see the wealth and honor in it, so he deliberately asked Li Jun to find such pretense things temporarily.

In Liu Qingshi's trembling hand, the gem-studded dragon-headed walking stick hit the floor vigorously.

"Crack, crack"

Everyone present could only feel the sound of money moving.

"Third Master, Happy New Year!!"

Liu Chenggong was the first to recover from the impact of money, and hurried forward to support Liu Qingshi's other side.

Only then did everyone come to their senses, feeling that they had missed a hundred million.

However, everyone was quickly attracted by An Susu and An Youyou. Although the two wore low-key clothes, they could see the exquisite details.

But this is not a problem. The most important thing is to stand next to Liu Bei and look intimate.

Is this Liu Bei's object? ?

The villagers who pay attention to gossip naturally recognize Liu Beigan's son, An Youyou, and his eyes are unconsciously envious and jealous.

Speaking of which, everyone in Liujia Village is closer to Liu Bei than an outsider like him.

But following Liu Bei Fugui is indeed a person with a foreign surname who doesn't know that ditch, and many people lose their balance all of a sudden.

Curse secretly, vixen, wild child.

However, there are all kinds of kindness on the surface, and many young people even stepped forward to build a good relationship with An Yong.

"Success. In these trucks, there are gifts prepared by the third grandfather for everyone. Each household has an electrical appliance. You can distribute it to everyone."

Liu Bei deliberately prepared electrical appliances for everyone, hehe, there are refrigerators, TVs, and computers, and he almost emptied the nearby electrical appliance city.

The reason why the electrical appliances were sent was firstly for the face of the card, and secondly to make them remember the benefits he had given them by Liu Bei.

If they send money, they will still remember Liu Bei in the future, and there are electrical appliances, as if reminding this group of people every day that I, Liu Bei, gave it to Liu Qingshi for his sake.

"Also, the third grandpa also prepared red envelopes for everyone. You ask the children in the village to come and receive red envelopes."

"Hahaha," hearing Liu Bei's words, Liu Chenggong laughed a few times, turned his head and shouted to the outside: "The third master has prepared red envelopes for you, don't come to line up!!!"

The people who had been watching the excitement were scrambling to be the first, and the younger ones stepped forward first.

"Grandpa, happy new year."

"Good good."

Liu Qingshi was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, his face was full of red, and he accepted their New Year's greetings and handed out red envelopes one by one with endless smiles.

Soon the crowd discovered that there were still a lot of red envelopes in the sack next to Liu Qingshi, and the younger ones also stepped forward, followed by young people, and then middle-aged people.
The sack is like a bag of treasures, Liu Qingshi was sore when he took out the red envelope, so Liu Bei had to help him distribute it.

Until the last old man who couldn't walk was pushed by his family to get the red envelope, and there was still a little red envelope left.

Don't blame them for being so active, all the red envelopes are [-], can you not bring the old people lying on the bed to pay New Year's greetings.

When everyone counted, Liu Bei sent at least more than 100 million red envelopes, and his heart felt sour.

(End of this chapter)