Chapter 278 New Year

"Bang!"

"Bang~Bang!"

"Bang~Bang~Bang!"

The sound of firecrackers rang out throughout the Shanhe Village, and the sky above the village was illuminated by the fire into a festive red.

Another New Year.

In the Song family courtyard, in the main hall, Li Wenfeng filled a glass of wine for Aunt Song.

Aunt Song smiled, raised the wine glass, and was about to say a few auspicious words.

Li Wenfeng suddenly knelt down.

Everyone at the table was stunned.

"Wenfeng, what are you doing..."

Li Wenfeng raised his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, "Aunt, Wenfeng thanks you very much! When I was in prison, you protected them and their daughter. Wenfeng will remember this love for the rest of his life!"

After that, he kowtowed solemnly.

Aunt Song's eyes were hot, "This child..."

She put down the wine glass and reached out to pull the person up from the ground.

"Auntie, I'm not as great as you say. It's you two who know how to behave. You've done a lot of favors to our family. I'm just repaying your kindness. Don't take it too seriously."

"That's not what I said. I've done a lot of favors to people in this village, but they don't act that way. They only take things for granted..."

Li Wenfeng stood up, glanced at the red sky, and laughed sarcastically, "It's New Year's Day, don't talk about people and things that make people unhappy. Happy New Year, Auntie."

"...Happy New Year." Auntie Song continued with a smile.

Jiang Yanhong followed with a tactful look, and Song Youwei raised his glass and clinked it with Li Wenfeng.

A few children placed a glass of fruit wine in front of each other. It was a recipe that Fan Qingyi redeemed at the Space Mall. It had a rich and sweet fruit flavor and a refreshing taste. It was very popular with girls.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the family sat by the stove and talked. Many children in the village were shouting and wishing a happy new year. Almost no one came to the Song family.

The few people didn't seem to care and kept talking about their work plans for the spring.

"Sister-in-law, I want to buy a villa near you and live next to you. Cheng Ran must have lived in the provincial capital before he went to college. It's better to buy a place of his own than to rent one."

Fan Qing nodded, "I think I saw someone selling it before the New Year. You can pay attention to it after the New Year." He

also suggested to the Song couple, "Everyone needs a house. If you have some spare money, you can take it to places like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen to buy a few apartments and keep them there. You can sell them after a few years when the price goes up."

"Can we still resell like this?" Jiang Yanhong's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, yes, we have saved a lot of money in the past few years. The oden that you gave to Cheng Ran's father has been franchised by hundreds of stores. The franchise fee for each store is 10,000. In addition to the usual management, there are also the dividends and commissions that you give us, we have at least so much in our hands..."

She turned over her palm and shook five fingers, "Sister-in-law, how many houses can we buy in Beijing with this little money?"

[Oh my God, Aunt Yanhong is really a hidden talent. She has saved 5 million in just a few years! ]

[In 1993, one square meter in Beijing was only more than 2,000. You should be able to buy a lot of houses, but...]

[I still prefer siheyuan houses. You know, a good siheyuan house can be sold for hundreds of millions after a dozen years! Of course, this kind of courtyard house is hard to find. 】

Fan Qingyi glanced at her little daughter calmly. The five-year-old girl still had chubby cheeks and a pair of black and white eyes that were rolling around. She looked very clever.

She smiled and told Jiang Yanhong about the house and land prices in Beijing. She could help with the reference, but the decision had to be made by the couple.

Jiang Yanhong nodded repeatedly, and Song Youwei rubbed his hands a few times, very excited.

"I think it's right to buy in Beijing. After all, it's the capital of our country, the center of the country. Prices will definitely go up in the future, right?"

Jiang Yanhong elbowed Song Youwei, who nodded, "Yes! There will definitely be more and more people in the future, and people will need houses. Even the houses in our town are always not enough, let alone the capital."

The couple decided to buy in the capital.

"... Buy it first and put it aside. Maybe in a few years, Chengran will be admitted to a university in Beijing, and we can live there by ourselves!" Jiang Yanhong looked energetic and glanced at her son.

Song Chengran felt a little guilty, and secretly glanced at the sisters Li Liuli and Li Zhenzhu, and sighed in his heart.

You said they went to school together in elementary school, how come they studied soared into the sky as soon as they moved to the town? !

He had to work very hard to catch up with junior high school, and now they have skipped a grade and entered the junior class of the University of Science and Technology of China.

Song Chengran glanced at Li Wenfeng with a strange expression.

He wondered in his heart, could it be that Uncle Wenfeng’s presence in the past few years affected the performance of the two sisters? !

After thinking about it, he went to see Fan Qingyi again.

He felt that this might really be the case. After all, Aunt Qingyi is so powerful now, not inferior to Uncle Wenfeng at all. Who could have seen that she didn’t even dare to talk to others before? !

After thinking it over, he looked at Li Wenfeng again, and his eyes were even weirder.

Li Wenfeng asked him with a smile, "You keep looking at me, is there dust on my face?"

Song Chengran had a silly smile on his face, shaking his head, "No, no, I just felt, felt... Uncle Wenfeng, you are amazing, Aunt Qingyi is also amazing, and the children she gave birth to, A'li, Zhuzhu and Doudou, are also amazing, your whole family is amazing!"

"This child, to be honest, I am embarrassed to praise him." Li Wenfeng laughed.

Song Chengran, "..." is just like Uncle Wenfeng.

Song Youwei rubbed his son's head and smiled, "You kid."

"Brother Chengran is also amazing. He ranked eighth in the school in the final exam. That's the best junior high school in our Henan Province. He will definitely be admitted to the provincial high school during the summer vacation!" Li Shanhu also smiled and praised beside him.

Song Chengran scratched his head embarrassedly, "It's just so-so."

"Auntie Yanhong is also amazing. She manages more than a dozen stores by herself, and the sales volume reaches new highs every year! And Uncle Youwei, you have made a lot of fun with oden. You're such a business savvy! And Grandma Song, you can chat with any customer, and there is no one who doesn't like Grandma Song. She is really capable..."

Everyone in the room laughed.

Song Yanhong hugged Li Shanhu's head and kissed her hard on the top of her head, "Oh my little Doudou, you are so good at talking, you have praised me so much, I must give you a big red envelope later!" "

Oh, New Year's money!"

Li Shanhu was very excited when it came to small money. She slid down from the stool and knelt down at Auntie Song's feet and kowtowed, throwing out auspicious words as if they were free.

The older ones saw that they were robbed first, and hurriedly followed suit and kowtowed to wish a happy new year.

Auntie Song smiled and waited for them to finish their greetings before taking out the prepared red envelopes and giving one to each of them.

After a round of rounds, Li Shanhu was so happy that she was grinning.

Who told her that she was the only one without a source of income? She had to hide the money well. When she returned to the provincial capital, she had to find a way to make some extra money.

Hehe.

The next morning, Fan Qingyi and Li Wenfeng went to the village chief's house to celebrate the New Year, and took their three children to the town to pay

New Year's greetings to Uncle Liu. Passing by the post office, Li Wenfeng called Master Shao to wish him a happy New Year. Master

Shao's family was stunned for a moment, and after Li Wenfeng introduced himself, they hurriedly called Master Shao, "...The Li Wenfeng you are looking for called."

Hearing this, Li Wenfeng raised his eyebrows.

Master Shao's voice came later, "Li Wenfeng?"

"Yes, Master Shao."

"Are you available to answer the phone now? I have something very important to tell you." Although Master Shao was suppressing his temper, Li Wenfeng could still hear the anxiety in his voice.

Li Wenfeng nodded, "It's convenient, you tell me."

"That scar...was rescued on the way to medical parole. We suspect that it was He Yueqing who escaped last time who did it."