"Hey? How can you talk like that, Zhao Yuanfang? What does this have to do with Cherry? Explain it to me clearly!"
Liu Sanfeng gritted her teeth and grabbed Zhao Yuanfang's ear.
"Hey? Hey! I'm driving! Stop it!"
Zhao Yuanfang immediately shouted.
Zhao Xiaoyang couldn't help but smile when he saw this: "Okay, aunt, please forgive my uncle."
"I'll pay my share."
Zhao Xiaoyang tried to appease her and "took out" a thousand yuan: "Auntie, do you have any red envelopes? Find me one!"
"Ah? You kid, you've made so many?"
Seeing the stack of red bills in Zhao Xiaoyang's hand, Liu Sanfeng frowned.
"Hey, I've made some money lately, so this is nothing."
In fact, one thousand yuan is nothing compared to the money Zhao Xiaoyang is going to earn, but it is definitely a lot if used as a share of the money.
You should know that Zhao Xiaoyang has had a good relationship with Zhao Yuzhu since he was a child because of the relationship between his grandfather and Zhao Guangcai.
In recent years, all the young people in the village have gone out to work, and they have less and less interactions. It is a rare opportunity to encounter such a happy event, so he has to pay the money.
"This..." Liu Sanfeng hesitated.
Zhao Yuanfang said, "Give the child a red envelope!"
"I know! You tell me!"
Liu Sanfeng glanced at Zhao Yuanfang and handed Zhao Xiaoyang a prepared red envelope.
Then he squeezed his red envelope and stuffed another five hundred yuan into it.
Liu Sanfeng felt so miserable!
As an elder, you can’t be less important than your nephew.
She gritted her teeth and increased it directly to one thousand.
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When we arrived at Zhao Guangcai's house, we exchanged greetings.
Actually, not many people came today!
Xu Jianguo's family, the village chief's family, and Zhao Xiaoyang's family.
There is also a fat man.
"Sister Yuzhu, congratulations!"
Zhao Xiaoyang handed the red envelope to a plump young woman.
Zhao Yuzhu looks ordinary, but the gentle smile on her face is like that of an older sister when she was a child.
Standing next to him was a dark-skinned young man with an ordinary appearance. He was Zhao Yuzhu's husband.
Zhao Yuzhu accepted it with a smile and nudged her husband: "You don't even know how to thank him. This is the Xiaoyang my dad always mentioned!"
"Oh, thank you, Brother Xiaoyang!"
Wu Tianming had a simple and honest look on his face. It was the first time he met Zhao Xiaoyang.
In addition, knowing that Zhao Xiaoyang was a capable person in the village and had helped the family a lot recently, he was not good at speaking and felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
Zhao Xiaoyang immediately waved his hand: "Hey, why are you so polite?"
At this moment, Zhao Guangcai happily called out from the kitchen: "Tianming, come and help serve the dishes!"
"Oh, here I come!" Wu Tianming immediately agreed and nodded at Zhao Xiaoyang.
Zhao Yuzhu came over and said, "Xiaoyang, your brother-in-law is an honest man!"
“Haha, that’s great!”
"Well, he's just good-tempered. I'm pregnant now, so I plan to let him help out at the tea factory. I need you to take care of him more."
Zhao Yuzhu was quite lively, so Zhao Xiaoyang quickly showed some modesty.
Liu Sanfeng, who was in the living room far away, glanced at Zhao Yuanfang with a gleam in her eyes and whispered, "See? Your nephew has more face than you do!"
Zhao Yuanfang curled his lips, coughed, and turned his head to look at his phone, refusing to talk to Liu Sanfeng.
Then the dishes were finally served and everyone sat around a large round table.
Zhao Guangcai and Xu Jianguo were like door gods, and they carried Zhao Xiaoyang to the seat of honor!
Next to him is the fat man.
Zhao Xiaoyang tried to be modest, but the fat man was quite rude and he couldn't refuse anymore.
"Okay, everyone's seated. Actually, we invited everyone here today to celebrate our tea factory's success. Also, the biggest contributor today is our Xiaoyang! Let's toast to him!"
Zhao Guangcai said this and everyone stood up.
Then he toasted the fat man again.
Then Zhao Guangcai coughed, and Xu Jianguo understood what he meant and took out a stack of red bills that were neatly tied up like bricks.
"Xiaoyang, this is 50,000 yuan for you!"
"ah?"
Zhao Xiaoyang was stunned: "Uncle, what are you doing? Why are you giving me money?"
"Xiaoyang, just take it! This is the commission you get for helping the tea factory sell its products. The two uncles have been discussing this for a few days!"
Seeing this, the fat man said nonchalantly that in this guy's eyes, fifty thousand yuan is nothing big, just a drizzle.
"My dad isn't here yet, but he'll give you his commission in a couple of days!"
"Haha, that's right! Xiaoyang, just accept it. This is also the bonus system of our tea factory. If you don't accept it, your uncle Jianguo and I will embezzle it."
Zhao Guangcai then took the money and stuffed it into Zhao Xiaoyang's hands.
"Then I won't be polite!"
It just so happened that the pond in the back mountain needed money, so Zhao Xiaoyang accepted it.
Suddenly, Liu Sanfeng said in a loud voice: "Xiaoyang, let me toast you a glass."
Zhao Yuanfang's face darkened: "Don't you not drink?"
"Go, go, go, I'm happy today, what's wrong with having a drink?"
Liu Sanfeng glanced at Zhao Yuanfang with disgust.
He signaled with his eyes, Yuan Fang, you should know a little bit, but don’t consider the occasion today.
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