Chapter 1655: High expectations and low skills, still dreaming



"I'm not a big shot. I just farm in the countryside and run a herbal tea factory."

"What's the name of that herbal tea factory? Oh, I think it's called Qingxue Herbal Tea Factory. It's in Qingjiang Town. You should have heard of it, right?"

My uncle tilted his head back and thought for a moment, then spoke as if something had suddenly dawned on him.

"Qingxue Herbal Tea Factory?"

The neighbors looked at each other, and for a moment they really couldn't remember it.

"Hiss, now I remember, isn't this the herbal tea factory of the Green Field Group, the most famous enterprise in our county?"

"My son-in-law sent me a box of their herbal tea yesterday. I drank a can and it tasted really good!"

"I remember that too. That herbal tea factory is great. I heard that the assembly line workers can earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month!"

"So, Old Wang, your grandson is the boss of Green Field Group. That's incredible!"

"With such a grandson of the richest man, your family's future life will be better."

The neighbors all congratulated us.

Seeing the envious eyes of these neighbors, my uncle's proud mouth corners widened and his chin was raised.

These old guys always used to show off in front of me how much money their sons made.

How come my daughter found a good son-in-law, and my grandson got admitted to a top university.

Today I finally feel proud. Compared to my grandson, your sons, sons-in-law and grandsons are nothing.

"Tsk, what are you showing off for? Your grandson is not your biological grandson."

"Don't you still live in this old house? I haven't seen you eating out with your grandson or living in a big house?"

"When you get old, you better not be annoying."

There were also neighbors who couldn't stand my uncle's arrogance, and they made a few sarcastic remarks and turned away.

The corners of my uncle's mouth that were raised suddenly fell.

"Look at you, Lao He. Why are you saying such harsh words on New Year's Day?"

"Don't be angry, Lao Wang. Wait for me, Lao He."

A neighbor helped and said a few good words, then ran away.

My uncle's expression eased a little, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong and became even angrier.

Why do you say such harsh words during Chinese New Year? Is it okay to say such words even though it’s not Chinese New Year?

When the neighbors saw that something was wrong, they smiled and muttered a few words before quickly dispersing.

In the room, Jiang Yunshan and his son Jiang Che heard the conversation outside, shook their heads helplessly and laughed.

He is already in his seventies, but he still hasn't changed his habit of showing off.

"A bunch of old ghosts who just can't stand seeing my family doing well."

My uncle walked into the room with his hands behind his back, looking unhappy and muttering.

"You old man, why are you saying this?"

"Yunshan Xiaoche is still here, do you still want to save face?"

My aunt, who came in with a kettle, heard it, slapped my uncle and scolded him in a low voice.

My uncle glanced at Jiang Yunshan and the other two, quickly shut up, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Haha, Yunshan Xiaoche, uncle knew you would come today."

"We've already killed the chickens and ducks and are waiting for you and your son. We'll have a few drinks together."

My uncle came over, patted Jiang Yunshan and said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you for troubling my uncle and aunt."

Jiang Yunshan nodded and smiled awkwardly.

They didn’t receive this kind of treatment when they came to pay New Year’s greetings in previous years, ever since their mother disappeared.

My uncle doesn't like their family at all. It's great if they can have a meat dish for dinner during the New Year.

"Xiao Che, Xiao Tang, please sit down and have some tea. The food will be ready soon."

My aunt poured tea for the three of them and went to the kitchen to cook.

Soon, my cousin Wang Guifa ran in from outside with a smile on his face.

"Brother Yunshan, Xiao Che has a cigarette."

Wang Guifa ran in and immediately gave cigarettes to the two of them.

"Thank you, uncle. You know I never smoke."

"But I brought you and your uncle a box of good cigarettes. I don't know if you are used to being ugly."

Jiang Che refused with a smile, took out a wooden box from the gift box on the table and handed it to his uncle Guifa.

Wang Guifa saw that it was still a wooden box, so he quickly wiped his hands on his body and took it to open it.

"Wow, a cigar, what a rare thing."

"I heard this thing is really strong, I've never smoked it in my life."

"Xiao Che, you really understand me. I won't be polite with you."

Wang Guifa saw a box of beautifully packaged cigars and treasured them like a treasure.

Considering the wealth of his nephew, this cigar must be no ordinary stuff.

I'll take it out and show off to my friends, it's absolutely perfect.

"Give me the cigarettes. If you take them away, they'll be gone in two days."

Before my cousin could be happy for two seconds, his cigarette was taken away by my uncle.

"Dad, am I that kind of person?"

"Humph, I don't know you yet. You're becoming less and less like a human being every day."

"If it weren't for your nephew helping you, you wouldn't know where you'd be."

My uncle snorted coldly, put away his cigar and hid it.

"Xiao Che, do you have any cigars left?"

Wang Guifa made a sad face, leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I do, but they're all at home. I'll bring you another box when I have time."

Jiang Che smiled and said quickly.

These cigars were not bought by Jiang Che, but were gifts from some wealthy people who came to give them to him one after another.

He didn't know who sent it, and since no one at home smoked, he just took it.

"That's great, thank you, nephew."

"By the way, nephew, I've been working on the assembly line for such a long time. Can you give me a promotion?"

Seeing that Jiang Che agreed, Wang Guifa hurried over and asked in a low voice.

"Where do you want to take it, uncle?"

He knew very well what kind of person this cousin was. He was always inconsistent in doing things.

He has high expectations but poor skills, yet he always dreams of getting rich.

When I was young, I could earn some money working in a garment factory.

I also found a wife working in a garment factory. Although life is tight, we can make do.

Later, I don’t know why, but I suddenly wanted to start a business.

But he doesn't have the ability to invest in this and that.

He was cheated out of hundreds of thousands of dollars, but he still refused to repent.

Finally, the wife couldn't stand it anymore and ran away with the children.

I heard that he is now entangled with a married woman in town. I don’t know what he is thinking.

"Xiao Che, I heard the factory is going to build a winery, right?"

"You know my uncle has two major hobbies in life, cigarettes and alcohol."

"I'm definitely good at wine tasting. What do you think about letting me be the director of the winery?"

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