After Yi Zhonghai left, Cao Anping did not close the door again, because he had a hunch that someone else would come later.

Sure enough, not long after they sat down, Liu Haizhong also came with a bottle of wine, happily wishing a happy new year.

Cao Anping had never had any conflicts with Liu Pangpang. Instead, they had drunk together twice and had a very pleasant conversation during the meal.

So he always gave Liu Haizhong face, at least his polite words would not fall through.

"Hey! Uncle, what's wrong with you? I should come to visit you."

Liu Haizhong was flattered and did not take Cao Anping's polite words seriously. As long as he recognized the person as a leader, he would put himself in the right position.

He also noticed that Director Cao was not so polite to Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui, and never called them "uncle". Doesn't this prove that Liu Haizhong has more face?

"Haha...it's all the same. Happy New Year, Director Cao."

Cao Anping took the wine, poured a cup of tea as usual, and took out peanuts and melon seeds to entertain the guests.

The two chatted for a while, and then Liu Haizhong tactfully said goodbye.

In this day and age, it is not good to stay in someone else's home for a long time, as it would be suspected of eating and drinking for free. Even when visiting relatives, one has to bring one's own food.

Cao Anping still immediately returned a gift of equal value. He didn't have the energy to visit every household and return the gifts. That would be too troublesome.

As for why Yi Zhonghai didn't return the gift, it was because he was on guard at the time, and he didn't expect the other party's gift to be so generous.

As agreed, Yan Bugui also brought Yan Jiecheng to the door.

Cao Anping had already formed a routine. He exchanged a few polite words, congratulated each other, accepted gifts, ushered people into the house, and made tea for the guests.

But I didn't expect that Yan Bugui actually gave four eggs and a bag of candy, and I could vaguely detect a hint of pain in his eyes.

Cao Anping was speechless, cursing in his heart: "I'm afraid this is asking for help from others again, how boring."

If it wasn't for the fact that it was New Year's Day and the weather was cold, he would have gone out to have some quiet time.

But the father and son were quite considerate. Although they seemed to be hesitant to speak, they ultimately did not make any requests.

As usual, Cao Anping returned the gift, which made Yan Bugui feel better. Although the request he made was still not settled, at least he did not lose money.

Later, Shu Meng and her daughter came to pay New Year's greetings. Fortunately, Shu's mother came with them, otherwise Cao Anping would have difficulty letting anyone into the house. After all, they were all unmarried young people, so they still had to guard against rumors.

The gifts they brought were two canned bottles, which looked familiar to Cao Anping. He realized that they were the New Year's goods that the steel mill had distributed a few days ago.

Only two bottles were given out in total, which is considered a generous gift.

However, Cao Anping didn't think much about it and guessed that he should still be grateful for the previous help.

Sure enough, Shu's mother thanked him again, saying that he was her savior or something, but Cao Anping quickly stopped her with a smile.

"Aunt, please don't take it to heart. I've thanked you before. Besides, we're all neighbors. It's just a small favor."

Shu Meng only said "Happy New Year, Dr. Cao" at the beginning, and then he became a invisible person, quiet and gentle, without any momentum that he had that night when he smashed the desk with a knife.

The mother and daughter didn't sit for long, and even without drinking tea, they said goodbye and left.

Cao Anping called the two men to stop, took out two kilograms of soybeans as a return gift, and reminded them:

"Aunt, you are still a little edematous, although after Comrade Shu Meng entered the steel mill, you will probably recover in no time.

But after adding these soybeans, as long as you cook two taels of soybeans every day, you should be able to recover in a week."

Two pounds of soybeans and two bottles of canned food are worth about the same value, and Cao Anping had no ill feelings towards the mother and daughter, so he just gave them a heads up and offered a small favor.

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