After cursing inwardly, Jiang Dali withdrew his vicious gaze and forced a smile, "Wan girl, you're really good at joking, hehe—"

His smile was somewhat ferocious.

Jiang Wanwan rummaged through her crossbody bag for a few moments, then slipped a copper coin into the hands of Jiang Dali, Jiang Dayong, and Jiang Tietou. "Uncle Dali, Uncle Dayong, Grandpa Tietou, these are for you. Keep them safe."

Jiang Dali and the other two felt something round and smooth being stuffed into their hands. When they looked down, they saw a smooth copper coin lying quietly in their palms.

The three of them were taken aback. They looked at the copper coins in their palms, then at Jiang Wanwan, their eyes filled with confusion.

What's going on now?

Why would she give them a copper coin?

"Jiang Wanwan, what do you mean by this?" Jiang Dali asked.

Jiang Wanwan's lips curled up, with a hint of mockery, "Both uncles and Grandpa Tietou have knelt down to me, so naturally I should give them a reward, oh no, I mean, I should give them some interest."

Although I am young, I understand this custom. It's just a small token of my appreciation, please don't refuse, three elders.

"What? A tip!" Jiang Dali, Jiang Dayong, and Jiang Tietou reacted extremely strongly to Jiang Wanwan's words, their faces turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

The three of them felt deeply insulted.

What kind of person would kneel before another and receive a reward in return?

Only servants and lackeys would kneel and bow to their masters!

Only beggars on the street would kowtow and bow to those who give them tips.

Jiang Wanwan's behavior made it clear that she already regarded the three of them as beggars or servants.

Servant? Beggar?

How dare she!

They're so infuriating!

Jiang Wanwan's eyes flashed, and the corner of her mouth curled slightly to the upper right, a half-smile on her lips. "Ah? The three elders don't think I gave too little and are complaining, do they?"

She shrugged and said sincerely, "I'm really sorry, I only have three coins. Next time, I'll give you a tip next time, or rather, I'll give you more interest."

Seeing Jiang Wanwan's irritating appearance, Jiang Dali and the other two were so angry that their chests heaved. They could only suppress the urge to hit her by gritting their teeth and clenching their fists.

Seeing the three rascals who couldn't stand Jiang Wanwan but couldn't do anything about her, the Jiang family members couldn't help but laugh, and the annoyance in their chests instantly dissipated.

Jiang Dali, with his fiery temper, couldn't stand being insulted by Jiang Wanwan like this. His eyes glared fiercely, and he was about to blurt out a curse, "Jiang Wanwan, you..."

But Jiang Dayong, who still had a shred of reason, covered her mouth. He smiled stiffly and said, "Thank you for the interest, niece. We won't stand on ceremony with you. We'll give you a big red envelope during the New Year."

After he finished speaking, he whispered a few words in Jiang Dali's ear, and the anger in Jiang Dali's eyes subsided a little.

Seeing that Jiang Dali had calmed down, Jiang Dayong released his hand from Jiang Dali's mouth, revealed a simple and honest smile, and said to Jiang Wanwan, "Wanwan, we have come here today to fulfill our bet and give money to your family."

"Look, it's not appropriate to talk while standing at the door. Shouldn't you invite me, your Uncle Dali, and Grandpa Tietou into your house for a cup of tea?"

Jiang Wanwan smiled apologetically and said, "I'm really sorry, our Jiang family is poor and can't afford tea. I'm afraid we don't have any tea to offer you."

So, you might as well just give me the silver directly.