Ma Hua never expected that just after transmigrating, he would be beaten by Idiot Zhu for speaking ill of Qin Huairu, and then be called by Idiot Zhu to take the blame for him. Why should he?
When the deaf old lady heard He Yushui say that, she originally wanted to scold him.
After all, He Yushui is just a little girl; the adults are talking, and she has no right to speak here.
But when the deaf old lady saw Sha Zhu's expression, she immediately shut her mouth. Had her feelings faded?
Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai could only sigh helplessly to himself.
Seeing that the two who had charged into battle were in such a state, Yan Bugui naturally wouldn't go out of his way to invite a scolding.
He immediately coughed, and seeing that everyone's eyes were on him,
Then he slowly said, "Alright, let's leave it at that about Sha Zhu."
There is another very important thing I want to announce to everyone,”
Yan Bugui drew out his words, whetting everyone's appetite before finally saying, "New Year, new beginnings,"
Our department used to have everyone doing their own worship, which was too chaotic and out of step with the times.
Following the directives of the subdistrict office, our compound will also begin holding a New Year's greeting group this year.
"What we call a New Year's greeting is when everyone gathers together in the morning to exchange good wishes."
Even if I send New Year's greetings, I'll avoid the usual back-and-forth between us.
There's so much talk about too much or too little New Year's money; it's a complete mess.
It was the Lunar New Year, and it turned out to be incredibly unpleasant.
After Yan Bugui finished speaking, seeing the somewhat confused looks in everyone's eyes, he slowly explained, "In other words,..."
From now on, we don't need to visit each household to offer New Year's greetings anymore; we can all gather in this courtyard on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
We exchange New Year's greetings, eat some melon seeds and peanuts, and chat. That's how we celebrate the New Year.
But don't worry, everyone, I, the old man, will provide the sunflower seeds and peanuts for this New Year's gathering."
"Wow, good heavens, Uncle Yan, from what you're saying, you mean all the peanuts and melon seeds in the yard..."
You bought it all! Where did you make such a fortune? You're incredibly wealthy!
If anyone calls you "Old Yan" again, I definitely won't stand for it.
Sha Zhu chuckled and then teased Yan Bugui for a while.
This infuriated Yan Bugui. "You idiot Zhu, if you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all!"
Look at you, what kind of nonsense are you spouting? Give me back my wealth!
If it weren't for the fact that these were given to me by the neighborhood committee, do you think I would want to take them out? I'd rather keep them for myself.
"Yes, Uncle Yan is really generous."
"Exactly, Uncle Yan, a group greeting is fine, but how many peanuts and melon seeds are you bringing?"
"So we can know what's going on, and we can eat to our hearts' content!"
Upon hearing Yan Bugui's words, the crowd began to jeer and jeer.
Everyone was wondering what was wrong with Old Yan today, why he was being so generous.
"Ahem, look at what you're saying. When has your Uncle Yan ever been anything but generous?"
However, the peanuts and melon seeds I'm providing are limited; just for everyone to have some fun and try something new.
"You all want to eat your fill, but I don't have any." Yan Bugui heard everyone say they should eat their fill.
He immediately panicked; this was all the money the neighborhood committee had given him.
Any more and I'll really have to pay out of my own pocket. I, Yan Laoxi, won't do something that loses money.
While everyone was still looking forward to eating the free peanuts and melon seeds provided by Yan Bugui tomorrow,
Qin Huairu immediately realized, "What? A New Year's gathering? Ugh!"
Isn't it just that your Yan Bugui family's children are getting too old to receive New Year's money anymore?
You have the nerve to call this a New Year's gathering? No way, you have three kids of your own!
I receive a lot of lucky money every year during Chinese New Year.
This income can't be cut off. Qin Huairu, having figured it out,
At this moment, the way he looked at Yan Bugui was somewhat off.
That damned Yan Bugui, he's cutting off my source of income! No, I have to think of a way.
I want this lucky money, and I'll also participate in the New Year's gathering.
Unfortunately, everyone agreed with Yan Bugui's decision to hold a group greeting.
There's no way around it; who in the entire hospital can compare to Qin Huairu's family? Qin Huairu's family has three children.
Even though doing it this way means my child receives one less New Year's money,
But we also gave less than we should have, so overall our family made a profit.
"Also, are there any people who haven't asked me to write couplets yet? If they don't ask me today, they'll have to wait until next year!"
"After today, I won't care anymore," Yan Bugui said, conceding that no one had seen through his scheme.
In high spirits, he immediately asked the crowd,
Seeing everyone nod in agreement, saying the couplets were up, he then glanced around and said, "Everyone..."
Is there anything else? If not, the meeting is adjourned.
Looking at the chaotic crowd, Ma Hua couldn't help but find it amusing. There's an old saying that goes...
The saying "Life is full of people coming and going for profit" is absolutely true.
Only when the world of Qin Widow is injured is it achieved.
Ma Hua didn't have time for that; he was busy going to Nan Yi's house for a big meal.
It just so happens that tonight is New Year's Eve, and Nan Yi's dinner is perfect timing.
When MCA arrived at Nan Yi's house by bicycle, they immediately sensed...
The Nan Yi family is a bit different; it's just hard to describe the feeling.
When Nan Yi saw Ma Hua approaching, he pointed directly to the packed lunchboxes and said, "They're all here."
Although this stuff tastes best when it's fresh out of the pan, I think it'll taste just as good when it's heated up.
Ma Hua nodded. Indeed, what more could one ask for? Having food to eat is good enough.
Besides, Ren Nanyi is a descendant of imperial chefs; it's already quite impressive that he'd cook for us at this hour.
Nan Yi saw that Ma Hua had taken the lunchbox but hadn't left yet, and immediately became a little anxious: "Ahem, I've already finished..."
"Why aren't you going home yet? Tonight is New Year's Eve!"
Ma Hua understood the implication in Nan Yi's words and chuckled inwardly. "If you want me to leave, then I really can't leave."
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