Under the moonlight, fireworks burst forth, dazzling and brilliant.
Chu Fang took a few photos of the night sky and then sent them to Zhong Tingyue.
[Solo player in dating: Image.JpG, Image.JpG... ...]
[Solo player in a dating game: Isn't it beautiful? I want the whole world to know that you've got this night sky all to yourself!]
[Wangshu: Earth! 】
[Wang Shu: Disgusting.JpG]
[Solo player in a dating game: I'll give you a chance to talk things out properly (there's a red envelope).]
[Wang Shu: Wow~~~]
[Wang Shu: Those fireworks were so beautiful! I've never seen such magnificent fireworks in my life, it was like a gorgeous dream...]
[A solo queue player who enjoys dating sent a New Year's red envelope.]
Zhong Tingyue then clicked on it; it cost 6.6 yuan.
Wang Shu: ???
Are you out of your mind?
On New Year's Eve, as a billionaire and company CEO, isn't your vision a bit too narrow?
[Solo player in a dating game: It's only polite to reciprocate; it's your turn to send a red envelope.]
[Wang Shu sent a New Year's red envelope.]
Chu Fang then clicked on it; it was 6666 yuan.
[Wang Shu: You hurt me, but I don't want to hurt you.]
Chu Fang was stunned.
He had mentally prepared himself for the red envelope to be 0.66, and had even drafted a 'demonstration of Zhong Tingyue' in his mind, but all his preparations vanished in an instant.
Compared to 6666, 0.66 stands out.
It's not about the difference in numbers, but about the meaning behind those numbers.
Suddenly, Chu Fang felt immense regret and guilt. He shouldn't have teased Zhong Tingyue like that. Under the spotlight of his fiancée's sincerity, he felt like a clown.
[Solo player in dating: ... ...]
[Solo player in dating mode: Did you do this on purpose?]
[Solo player in a dating game: Hurry up and reply to my message!]
[A solo queue player in a dating game sent a red envelope.]
This time, they also sent out a red envelope with a value of 6666.
Chu Fang was hoping the other side would accept, but unfortunately, Zhong Tingyue deleted him again. Before deleting him, she sent a clown emoji.
[Solo player in a dating game: Ugh, you're so annoying.] (Red exclamation mark: !)
[Solo player in the dating scene: Zhong Tingyue, you tricked me!] (Red exclamation mark: !)
He sent dozens of messages, but they all went unanswered.
Chu Fang sighed.
Cunning is so easily defeated by sincerity!
Sincerity is indeed the ultimate weapon.
With a little trick, Zhong Tingyue broke through her defenses.
As the clock struck midnight, the song "Unforgettable Tonight" played right on time. For Chu's mother, it was an unforgettable night, as she had enjoyed fireworks all night long.
This was also an unforgettable night for Chu Yi. She secretly drank some wine tonight and got drunk. At the table, she called her grandfather, father, Chu's father, and Chu Yongquan brothers, which made her aunt beat her up.
Just as Chu Fang was getting ready to sleep, his sister-in-law sent him a message.
[RouRouZi: Happy New Year, brother-in-law.]
"Who was the genius who invented New Year's money?" Chu Fang wondered.
It was obvious that the sister-in-law had come to ask for New Year's money.
He sent a red envelope with the amount 666, and after that, the other party sent a video of themselves kowtowing in gratitude.
[Solo queue player in a dating game: This is a video you recorded last year!]
He fell for the same trick last year, sending his sister-in-law a red envelope, and he didn't expect it to be the same again this year.
Indeed, the key to success in the world of business lies not in novelty, but in... effectiveness!
[RouRouZi: Wrong!]
[RouRouZi: This is a video from two years ago.]
So you're saying I wronged you?
Chu Fang went back to his room to sleep.
I woke up to find it was already the first day of the new year.
It seemed as if even the heavens were celebrating the arrival of the new year, as the weather was exceptionally clear and the sun shone brightly on the earth.
He got up, went downstairs, and stretched in front of the sun.
The trash from last night's fireworks and firecrackers was piled up in the yard. He picked up a broom to sweep the yard, but his grandmother said, "Xiao Fang, don't sweep. The first day of the Lunar New Year is a day to bring in wealth. If you do this, you'll be driving wealth away."
This is a feudal superstition in the Chu region: one should not clean on the first day of the Lunar New Year, as this is believed to drive wealth out of the house.
Chu Fang didn't have many superstitious beliefs, but out of respect for his grandmother, he stopped sweeping the yard.
He went into the kitchen, where there was a pot of warm glutinous rice balls and eggs.
Unlike the north, where dumplings seem to be eaten for every festival, the food for festival celebrations in the Chu region is more diverse, with glutinous rice balls on the first day of the Lunar New Year, steamed buns on the Dragon Boat Festival, and mutton soup on the Winter Solstice... Perhaps the land of abundance has nurtured more foodies.
As Chu Fang ate his glutinous rice balls, he watched his mother skipping around in the yard with a serious expression. He then asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"
"Losing weight!" Chu's mother replied, her brows furrowing slightly, looking somewhat distressed. "I think I've gained a few pounds."
During the Spring Festival, there was a lot of meat and fish, and all kinds of delicious food. Since it was cooked in the Chu region, we ate a lot.
“Who said that? You’re not fat,” Grandma said from the side.
Chu's mother pouted and continued exercising, while Chu Fang shook his head, unimpressed.
My mother is the kind of person who only has a short attention span and acts on a whim; she might forget about it in a few days.
After doing less than thirty jumping jacks, Chu's mother clapped her hands and said, "Alright, today's weight loss workout is over. I'm going to play mahjong now."
Chu Fang: "..."
The prediction was a bit too conservative.
After breakfast, Chu Fang played cards with several neighbors to pass the time. They played all day and lost several thousand yuan.
He sighed, "You guys are too good. I'm not playing cards with you anymore. I've lost so much I'm practically selling my pants."
"cut!"
"Pack!"
“You’re rich, so naturally we should take over the land and distribute it to the rich.”
Are you coming again tomorrow?
Chu Fang shook his head: "I'm not coming, I have some things to take care of."
Several card players felt it was a pity that they missed the chance to get rich quick.
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