Everyone's face was filled with laughter, but now, after returning home, everyone couldn't help but think of their uncle, and the thought of him made them feel down.

Chen Cixiu had always worried that he would not perform well in the past, but he did not expect that his aunt and father-in-law and mother-in-law would insist on doing the same as in previous years.

Be happy and cheerful, so that your uncle can rest assured.

Chen Cixiu was finally relieved of this burden, and a smile appeared on his face.

The two of them each drove half the way.

President Jiang insisted that if this wasn't done, he would be very tired when he got home, and he would probably only be able to wait for dinner. If he was too tired, he would have to call everyone.

Chen Cixiu was also a bit troubled by the task of calling out to each person individually, mainly because there were too many people.

The difference between the Jiang family and the Chen family is that, apart from the maternal grandparents' family, everyone else was present.

That's terrifying. If you have to call every elder in a large group, you could easily eat a second round of food, because by the time you've finished calling them, everything will be digested.

It's not that he's disrespectful; of course, you have to greet everyone when you meet them. But after the meal, he felt he was prone to social anxiety from having to greet everyone one by one.

As soon as I got home, I saw Ms. Liu Xian and Mr. Jiang waiting at the door.

"Dad, Mom."

Jiang Yu got out of the car and went straight to Ms. Liu Xian. Chen Cixiu got out of the car, and he was the one who drove the last section of the road into the village.

It was also arranged by President Jiang.

"Happy New Year, Dad and Mom."

He resigned from his post to pursue Taoism.

"Happy New Year."

President Jiang's face was beaming with smiles. This year, when his daughter wasn't with him for the New Year, he had a long face. No man can be happy when his daughter is spending the New Year at someone else's house.

Jiang Zemin was naturally the same.

But there's nothing that can be done; what's done is done.

He never expected that his daughter and son-in-law would return on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Even the traditional wedding procession back to one's parents' home doesn't start until the third year of junior high.

Of course, customs differ between the North and South. In some places, people return to their parents' home on the second day of the Lunar New Year, but here it's on the third.

Mr. Jiang was still thinking that if he wanted to see his daughter, he wouldn't be able to until the end of junior high school.

But I received a phone call on the evening of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

They came back after they woke up.

Upon hearing this, President Jiang was naturally very pleased, and even got up exceptionally early this morning.

Although he usually gets up very early, he got up exceptionally early today.

Ms. Liu Xian told him that Yu Yu and Xiao Xiu wouldn't be back until the afternoon, so why did he get up so early?

Only after hearing this did President Jiang return to his bed and continue sleeping.

"Come on in, it's cold outside."

It was indeed much colder in the second year of junior high than in the first year.

It got much warmer once I got into the room.

If Jiang Zemin's home is cold, that would be terrible.

When Chen Cixiu met his aunt, he greeted her and gave her a red envelope.

It made my aunt smile.

Seeing his aunt smile, Chen Cixiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Cixiu, your aunt also wants to give you a red envelope and wish you a Happy New Year." The aunt took out a red envelope.

Chen Cixiu was dumbfounded.

This red envelope is way too big!

Seeing her son-in-law's hesitant expression as to whether or not to accept the offer, Ms. Liu smiled and said, "Xiao Xiu, you can take it."

"Yes, thank you, Auntie."

Chen Cixiu took it.

Just then, a little kid ran over.

Hugging Chen Cixiu's leg, she cried out, "Happy New Year, Uncle! I want a red envelope too!"

The one clinging to his leg, how could she be so bold? Among the children of Jiang's age, only Beibei, who especially likes handsome men and beautiful women, would have such courage.

When Chen Cixiu saw her, he picked her up and said, "Okay, there will definitely be a red envelope for our Beibei."

He took out a red envelope, which was also quite thick, but compared to what his aunt had given him, it was really nothing.

"Xiao Xiu, you've wrapped too many bags," Ms. Liu Xian said.

"Mom, it's okay."

Chen Cixiu gave her a reassuring look.

Jiang Yu was the same.

Seeing the look in her daughter's and son-in-law's eyes, Ms. Liu Xian felt relieved.

She was also worried that Chen Cixiu might feel awkward because he saw how large the Jiang family's business was and how much money he was giving in each red envelope.

I didn't expect that Delicious Media would make so much money.

Mr. Jiang stood next to his wife and said with a smile, "Wife, you don't need to worry about Cixiu. Haochi Media's profits are already quite good."

It is extremely difficult to get the words "very good" from General Jiang Zemin.

"That's good." Ms. Liu Xian was relieved.

She knew her husband's capabilities well; investigating a small company would be a piece of cake for him.

He had just given the order, and the report would be on his desk in thirty minutes at most.

Chen Cixiu also wished everyone in the Jiang family a Happy New Year and gave red envelopes to the younger generation.

Because Jiang Yu is of a higher generation, he has to give too many red envelopes, and he even has to give Jiang Lin a red envelope.

Because he was a whole generation older.

After all, he's my uncle-in-law, so I should give him something.

Because I was drunk last time, I didn't hear the younger generation call out to me, "I'm full, please continue eating."

This time he didn't get drunk, and he drank slowly because he had already drunk once. The Jiang family members weren't going to relentlessly harass their son-in-law.

So he heard it this time.

The children called out one after another.

Chen Cixiu felt that once he finished shouting, he would be able to eat again.

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