"Uncle Qiao, no smoking, no tea yet, we still have to visit other families to pay New Year's greetings, so we'll leave first."

Chen Wang didn't take Lao Qiao's cigarette and said goodbye with a smile.

"Okay, go ahead!"

"Well, auntie, let's go!"

After saying something to Lao Qiao's wife, Chen Wang turned around and left with his sister.

"Uncle Joe, Auntie, bye."

The little girl waved goodbye to the two of them.

After seeing the brother and sister off, the smile on Old Joe's face slowly faded and he turned his head to look towards his son's room at the back.

Last night, Qiao Zhijie was out again until the early morning before returning.

According to custom, one must return home before midnight on New Year's Eve.

Qiao Zhijie was so engrossed in playing cards with his friends that he didn't come back until two in the morning and hasn't gotten up yet.

In the past, Qiao Zhijie and Silly Awang had a good relationship. In the past few years, on New Year's Day, Qiao Zhijie would take Silly Awang to pay New Year's greetings.

Now what?

Silly Awang is no longer stupid. He has become the most promising young man in the village and the pride of his wife and sister.

What about my own son?

There is no harm without comparison.

Listening to his son's snoring in the back room, Old Joe unconsciously clenched his fists.

"Go, get my belt."

"Ah? That's not good. Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year!"

"What? Can't we teach our wicked son a lesson on New Year's Day? Look at Awang, and then listen to the snoring of that dog."

"Then...then use a stick. The belt has become smelly from last time. I'll go get you a stick."

"Well, go quickly."

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A few minutes later, the familiar screams were heard again from Old Qiao's house.

The surrounding villagers were no longer surprised by this. Instead, they felt that this first tragedy of the Qiao family in the new year was somewhat festive.

Chen Wang didn't know that just by wishing a happy new year to his neighbors, he could make the morning more lively.

He brought the little girl to the village entrance first.

The first house at the entrance of the village, Qian Xiangrong’s house, is diagonally opposite the convenience store he runs.

When Chen Wang brought the little girl in, he saw Qian Xiangrong's wife placing things on the table.

They are all small snacks such as candies, jellies, biscuits, melon seeds, peanuts, etc.

Seeing the two people coming to pay New Year's greetings, Lao Qian's wife invited them to sit down and drink tea with a smile on her face, pouring tea and handing them cigarettes.

Chen Wang waved his hand and politely declined, then walked to the door of the front room to wish a happy new year to Lao Qian who was getting dressed.

"Happy New Year, Lao Qian!"

"Happy New Year! Why are you here so early?"

Old Qian said with a smile while putting on his sweater.

"Is it possible that you got up too late?"

Chen Wang joked with amusement.

"Ahahahaha...you guys go sit down and have some tea, I'll be right there."

"No, we have to go first. We have to walk all the way to the village entrance directly here!"

"Is that so? Fine then."

Lao Qian nodded and shouted, "Wife, give Xiaoyu some New Year's money!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Qian's wife outside hurriedly took out a dollar and handed it to the little girl.

"Sister-in-law, no need."

Chen Wang said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, you are married, but your sister is still a child!"

Old Qian's wife smiled and put the money directly into the little girl's pocket.

The little girl looked at her brother somewhat at a loss.

"Thank you then!"

Chen Wang said with a smile.

"Thank you, Auntie."

The little girl hurriedly thanked him.

"What are you thanking me for? It's my duty."

Old Qian's wife smiled and grabbed a handful of candy from the tea tray and stuffed it into the little girl's pocket.

"Let's go and say goodbye to uncle and aunt."

Chen Wang said to the little girl.

"Uncle Qian, Auntie, let's go, bye!"

The little girl took Chen Wang's hand and waved goodbye.

“Hey!”

"Bye-Bye!"

Afterwards, Chen Wang took the little girl away.

"Old Qian, they are not relatives of our family, why are they giving us New Year's money?"

Looking at Lao Qian coming out of the room, his wife whispered reluctantly.

Upon hearing this, Old Qian glared at his wife in annoyance.

"You short-sighted woman, you are not willing to spend even a dollar? Do you know that Awang is a popular person in our village? He has a good relationship with the police in town, and he must have other connections that we don't know about. We may need to ask him for help someday, and you are still nagging for just this dollar."

"I...I just said it casually!"

"Then don't talk next time. I'm really impressed. Do you believe it? Today, Awang brought his sister to visit every household to wish them a happy new year. Anyone who is not stupid will be given some pocket money. They are worried that they don't have a chance to curry favor with them. You are really short-sighted."

Old Qian waved his hand, too lazy to say anything, and walked towards the back room.

The fact was just as he said. Chen Wang took the little girl to visit every family to wish them a happy new year, and most of the time he gave the little girl pocket money.

However, there are more people who give 20 or 50 cents, and there are very few people who give one dollar like Lao Qiao and Lao Qian.

After all, they have a relatively close relationship with Chen Wang.

Of course, there are also some who did not give New Year’s money.

It’s not that the conditions are too bad, it’s that I’m not prepared for this and haven’t thought about it.

Even if there is no New Year's money, some food will be stuffed into the little girl's pocket.

They had walked less than halfway when the little girl's pockets were already full. She also had a lot of food in her hands, eating as she walked.

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