The festive atmosphere this year is stronger than last year. Last year, Chen Fu was like a stray dog, having lost his beloved concubine and was driven out of the Chen family's power center with a burden. No matter how thick-skinned he was or how tough his words were, he didn't feel comfortable in his heart.

This year, although I feel a little uncomfortable, I have more money in my hands, and no matter how big the hole in my heart is, I can use money to fill it.

Chen Fu led Huahua and Zhang Ma to hang big red lanterns, write Spring Festival couplets, paste blessing characters, and pound rice cakes - Zhang Ma refused to pound rice cakes. Zhang Ma was rich and outsourced the production of rice cakes this year, and contracted it to Suoer at a high price of fifty cents per pound.

Suo'er was very happy, it was like he was exercising at public expense, and he danced the wooden stick used to pound rice cakes with great vigor.

Aunt Zhang was also very happy. She remembered the hard times last year when she was bullied by the servants of the Chen family in Xuancheng and had to pound rice cakes for half a month. This year, she could sit on a rocking chair and watch the performance of her little sister while cracking melon seeds. Aunt Zhang couldn't help but sigh, "You can do anything with money!"

Xianjin passed by and laughed, "If you have money, I can find you two 18-year-old boys at the street corner and ask them to help you pound the rice cakes with their bare chests."

Aunt Zhang clenched her melon seeds tightly and said shyly, "Eighteen? That's too young."

It is a great relief to see the gold.

At least there are still people in this house who still have a sense of honor and disgrace.

Aunt Zhang blushed, "She's about 20 years old now. If she's younger, she'll be as old as my son."

Xianjin:...

Goodbye.

No one in this house can be saved!

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On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, Jing County was bustling with red ribbons and lanterns hung on the Shuidong and Shuixi streets. The vendors and shops closed early, and the doors and windows of every household were wide open to welcome the joyful air. Everywhere was brightly lit, and every family was reunited.

Chen Ji only lit one lantern. The people from the other two shops either set off their lanterns on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month or left on the 25th or 26th of the twelfth lunar month. In comparison, Chen Ji seemed a little deserted.

Xianjin checked the accounts and locked the door with a copper lock, marking the end of a year's work. He put the key close to his body and walked towards the old house at a leisurely pace.

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw Chen Jianfang waiting at the door of the old house with a lantern.

Xianjin took a few quick steps and asked with a smile, "Have the students gone back home to celebrate the New Year?"

Chen Jianfang smiled and nodded slightly, "Give them three days off, and they will be back on the second day of the Chinese New Year."

Xianjin smacked his lips, "Three days?"

Three days off during the Spring Festival is even better than adjusting the day off!

Chen Jianfang raised the lantern a little, looking calm, "If you don't touch your craft for three days, you won't learn anything. In my opinion, at most, you can go home for a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, and then you should come back to study."

Xianjin: You are truly your grandmother’s grandson!

As the two were talking, they walked through the Chao Shou Arcade and saw Mother Zhang, looking very proud and confident, followed by Suo'er and Huahua. Each of the three of them was holding two food boxes in their hands.

Like two little chicks following an old hen.

Chen Jianfang raised his eyes slightly and looked at Aunt Zhang.

Xianjin's voice sounded indifferently behind him, "If Baozhu wants to follow Aunt Zhang, then you can let her go. The little girl has just recovered, so don't restrict her. After the New Year, I plan to hire a female teacher for her, or send her directly to your place to study together - we can keep the door closed and not talk nonsense, so no one will know.

Chen Jianfang pondered for a moment, then said softly, "I see it as a circle, he sees it as a square, the square and the circle have twists and turns, and everyone's opinions can melt gold."

Xianjin lowered his head and made a secret signal to Huahua with his hand in his sleeve. Huahua pouted and handed the food box to Mother Zhang, then pulled Xianjin's clothes.

As you enter the main hall, you will see a huge round table with more than 20 dishes piled on it, including cold and hot dishes, white and red dishes, stews, stir-fried dishes, and steamed dishes.

Cheap old dad Chen Fu was still jumping up and down making arrangements.

Xianjin was dumbfounded, "Why are there so many dishes? We won't have to eat until the fifth or sixth day of the new year?!"

You have to eat every meal hot to finish it!

It was as if I was dreaming back to my past life, on the fourth day of the New Year, I finished a bowl of tiger skin elbow by myself in the morning!

Chen Fu had just stepped on a stool and finished hanging the ribbons, muttering, "Who said it wasn't! I told Mother Zhang to be more restrained early in the morning. Eight cold and eight hot are good!"

Mother Zhang chuckled, but her eyes moved behind Xianjin.

Xianjin turned his head and looked.

Zhou Ergou was seen walking in with one of the Zheng brothers under one arm, smiling with wrinkles all over his face; behind Zhou Ergou was Dong the manager with his family, smiling; Li Sanshun and his wife came in with their grandchildren in their arms, smiling; and after them came Aunt Du holding Du Junning’s hand and Aunt Zhong with her parents and a one or two year old child…

"Excuse me, excuse me!" Manager Dong held his little grandson's hand and bowed to Chen Fu, Xian Jin and Star of Hope with a warm smile, "Dong Wubo brought his old wife, son, daughter-in-law and little grandson to bother you on New Year's Eve!"

Chen Fu almost hung the ribbon on his forehead. He blinked fiercely and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "You...you...you are not going back to celebrate the New Year..."

Xianjin also looked in disbelief at the waiters and their families who were gradually filling up the main hall.

Manager Dong smiled and said, "My own home is so quiet and lonely, and I have to chop wood and cook by myself. It's better to come here to beg for money and have a bright and lively meal!"

Zhou Ergou shouted, "I'm alone anyway, and Aunt Zhang said there's roasted lamb legs today! I have to come!"

Xianjin's nose was sour, and he laughed loudly at Zhou Ergou, "It's obvious that the blind date failed. If it worked out, why would he care about us? He has been waiting by the girl's window since early morning!"

The eldest brother of the Zheng family laughed, "When he was seeing the girl, he told her that he could carry 20 loads of stones, and asked her how many loads she could carry?"

Tuesday Dog stuck out his neck and said, "That girl looks pretty strong. I asked out of admiration!"

The eldest brother of the Zheng family laughed again, "After that girl said that she could carry five or six loads, why did you encourage her to practice hard and catch up as soon as possible!?"

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