Calamity Crown

What?

Want a red envelope!

At this time, it is not popular in the black land to say no, because you have to stretch your pockets, but to ask for it openly.

"Uncle Li, happy Chinese New Year."

"Uncle Sixth, Happy New Year."

"Mr. Mo, happy new year."

The children yelled one after another, and the sound was crisp and sweet.

Contain at least [-] percent sugar.

Lao Li and Lao Liu took out the red envelopes they had wrapped long ago.

A copper is wrapped in red paper, which is square.

Not much, just a joy.

But Goethe was stunned.

He didn't prepare a red envelope.

Seeing a group of little ghosts approaching him and looking at him eagerly, Goethe began to think about what to do.

No, definitely not.

Yep, the field bag is not suitable either.

Lao Li saw Mr. Mo's difficulties at a glance, and immediately wanted to smooth things over—although there are plenty of little ghosts in the village, the red envelopes must exceed a lot.

It's my own person tonight, and Ming'er will have other villagers come to pay New Year's greetings in the morning.

It can't be prepared on the spot, can it?

However, someone is faster than Lao Li.

It's Miss Wang.

Wang Xiaofeng lifted the curtain from the small table in the back room and walked out.

"Come, come, give me New Year's greetings, Mr. Mo's red envelope is with me."

Hula, all the little ghosts gave up on Goethe and gathered around Miss Wang's family.

Goethe glanced at Miss Wang with a little gratitude.

The young lady of the Wang family didn't say anything, she smiled slightly, and began to lower her hair to pay a red envelope for a New Year's greeting.

Also a copper.

It's not that the young lady of the Wang family can't afford more, but that she does as the Romans do.

Otherwise, let alone a copper coin, even a silver dollar would be an easy task for the Wang family.

Squeak!

In the back room, Huang Xianzhi called to her daughter.

Huang Dangdang had some envy in his eyes, but shook his head.

"Mom, I'm not used to that."

Huang Dangdang explained to his mother.

But Huang Xianzhi was circling around her daughter, squeaking while circling.

What is it called? Old Wang sitting there couldn't understand it.

But what it means can be guessed.

He immediately took out a stack of red envelopes and handed them to Huang Dangdang.

"Miss Huang, you can go too."

"Today is New Year's Eve, and the picture is full of excitement."

"This……"

Huang Dangdang hesitated, Lao Wang immediately said that it was all right, it was just a lively scene, and the mother's squeaks became more and more intense, and finally, Huang Dangdang also walked out with the red envelope.

Now, the little ghosts in the village are even more lively.

Children are happy, adults are even happier.

The old people said, what is the Chinese New Year?

Isn't it just having a child?

When you have children, the Chinese New Year will be lively.

Otherwise, just a few adults, after chatting, rubbing numb at most, how interesting can it be.

Only a few children get together to have a taste of the New Year. You can walk to see if the painting on the New Year picture is a doll. It is impossible for anyone to draw a big and thick man on the New Year picture. It is not festive to look at, like a door god .

Of course, if you have to forcefully draw a tall and thick guy on it, it was not impossible to draw it back then.

At most, I can say you are a big fan.

And if you draw a beautiful young lady, the voice will be louder, the less clothes you have, the louder it will be.

However, it is also very possible to hit the sinuses.

As long as the parents see it, they will have a big sinus, and the big Chinese New Year can be regarded as a big noise.

Goethe sat on one side and looked at the smiling children, and his [heart] moved again.

[Homecoming. Reunion] took another step forward.

Not much, but substantial progress has been made.

When the red envelopes were taken and the little ghosts were about to go out to light firecrackers, the little ghosts' mother came over.

"Come, come, mother will save it for you, and I will give it to you later."

Saying this, the women took the wallets from the children's hands.

Children are so young, they know what to do, and a lot of money is not a good thing.

Accepted, it is serious.

What's more, they have to give it to someone else.

Come and go, just right.

The little ghosts took out the red envelopes that hadn't been warmed up one by one, and if they didn't want to give them, they had to hand them over honestly when their mother stared at them, such as Xiaoliuzi.

As soon as his mother stared, he thought of his mother chopping up wolves, and trembled all over.

"Go, remember to stay away when the firecrackers are fired."

Aunt Six, like other mothers, gave instructions to her children.

At this time, Li Changhai and Li Fugui put on big padded jackets and trousers, and carried firearms and long knives.

They are on duty in the middle of the night.

When the lads came back in the middle of the night, Aunt Six and the women brought the dishes in the cages—they were all untouched, and it was not fun to eat leftovers on New Year's Eve.

After this wave started, most of the mothers-in-law and aunts went back to rest.

During the Chinese New Year, women are the most tired.

In the house, it takes women to tidy up everything inside and out.

By man?

All sows have to climb trees.

The men stayed up all night drinking.

Some simply started rubbing numbness.

Lao Li and Lao Liu don't like this, they just drink and chat.

After a while, the door curtain was raised, and Hu Yidao walked in.

"Happy New Year, everyone."

"It's so cold today, my ears are freezing."

Hu Yidao said as he walked in.

Seeing Hu Yidao walking in, Lao Li and Lao Liu were really surprised. You must know that in Fengcheng, Hu Yidao is definitely a big shot, bigger than the Wang family, the kind who touches the sky.

When they came in front, the two were surprised for a while.

I didn't expect the New Year's Eve to come.

Moreover, he respectfully bowed in front of Mr. Mo, and handed the box over his head.

This gesture can be called a great gift.

Look at that waist, it's all at ninety degrees.

"Okay, get up."

Goethe took the box containing two [treasure cards] and said softly.

"Hey, thank you grandpa."

Hu Yidao straightened up with a smile, and then cupped his hands at Lao Li.

"Shopkeeper Li, Happy Chinese New Year. It's freezing cold. I want to ask you for a drink. It's too cold."

"Come, come, get on the kang."

Lao Li hurriedly greeted him.

Mr. Mo can show off, it is Mr. Mo's ability.

He Lao Li has a fart, how dare he show off in front of Hu Yidao, the shops in the city don't want it anymore?

Hu Yidao waved his hand and refused, and Lao Li offered him a table alone, so he joined the young people who had just finished their duty, asked for a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and took the initiative to fill up the wine.

"Brothers, I'm late, so let's do it first."

Immediately, the young people around were flattered.

These young people worked as shop assistants on weekdays, so they naturally knew about Hu Yidao.

Faced with Hu Yidao's toast, he naturally picked up the wine glass quickly, but Hu Yidao knows how to behave, so he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Brothers, don't worry, I will punish the three first."

"I'm not greedy for alcohol, it's really cold."

At the end of the wine glass, as soon as he said a witty word, amidst the laughter of the young people, Hu Yidao quickly became one with the people around him.

Not far away, the men who were still drinking couldn't help but whispered when they saw this scene.

"No wonder the Hu family has such a great reputation."

"Look at the children taught by others."

"it is this."

Many people gave thumbs up.

Lao Li and Lao Liu rolled their eyes.

You guys can take a break.

You have never seen Hu Yidao's eyes are too high, and he doesn't look at people with a straight face.

You're approachable now, do you really think it's for you?

Don't take yourself too seriously.

They are here for Mr. Mo.

Lao Li and Lao Liu felt like a bright mirror in their hearts, but they didn't say anything, they just toasted Mr. Mo.

People mature.

Lao Li and Lao Liu knew very well that it was inappropriate for them to join Hu Yidao now, and it would even be counterproductive. They might as well hug Mr. Mo's thigh tightly.