Seeing Wu Changfeng generously handing out red envelopes, Lan Detao suddenly felt that his own red envelopes weren't so appealing anymore.
There was only 10 yuan in his red envelope.
They were despised by the children.
Lan Detao smiled wryly: "Brother, you've gone too far. The kids are looking down on us now."
Wu Changfeng laughed heartily: "Isn't this just making some extra money with the big boss? Money spent can come back again. It's the New Year, so as long as we're happy!"
The older brother rubbed his hands together: "Hey bro, how much do you earn a month now?"
Wu Changfeng evaded the question: "I don't have a number, and I don't count them either. Sometimes it's more, sometimes it's less. It mainly depends on the boss's mood."
Lin Xiaoru rolled her eyes.
The older brother thought he would get an accurate number.
He had his own thoughts; Wu Changyuan's family was not in a good financial situation.
Although he occupied the family's land, the grain he harvested didn't fetch much money.
Seeing Wu Changfeng so impressively handing out New Year's money, he had a sudden thought and wanted to borrow some to spend.
But seeing Wu Changfeng's statement, they had no choice but to swallow their words.
Wu Changfeng was well aware of his elder brother's meaning, but he did not express his opinion.
As his elder brother, we're still connected by blood, even if we're broken.
They usually just exchange a few words when they meet, but there are almost no major conflicts.
Of course, Wu Changfeng would never openly admit that he was rich, nor would he lend his elder brother money directly if he needed it.
Wu Changfeng gave Lin Xiaoru a look.
Lin Xiaoru stretched and said to Zhang Hong, "Mom, come with me for a walk outside. They're smoking, it's so annoying."
Zhang Hong angrily rebuked the crowd: "Stop smoking! Can't you see there's a pregnant woman in the house? You all have no sense of propriety. Let's go."
Several old men rolled their eyes and stubbed out their cigarettes.
The two went outside, and Lin Xiaoru mysteriously took out several stacks of money from her bag, totaling 50,000 yuan!
"Mom, take this. It can be used in case of any emergency at home."
Zhang Hong couldn't see clearly, so she looked at the newspaper packaging and asked, "What's this?"
"Fifty thousand yuan."
Zhang Hong was dumbfounded and speechless for a long time: "Fifty thousand? How can it be so much?"
"Changfeng made the money."
"Really?" Zhang Hong was a little incredulous; this was a huge sum of money!
"Really, take it quickly. I think my brother wants to borrow money. He's asking us for a loan, so you can lend it to him."
Zhang Hong shook her head: "No, you earned this money yourselves. As long as you live well, that's enough. I can't take it. If I take it, how will you live? You can't pretend to be a big shot just to show filial piety."
"Oh my god!" Lin Xiaoru said, both laughing and crying, "The fact that we can come up with 50,000 yuan means we have even more money. Don't worry about us, just take it and stop arguing."
"And Mom, don't tell us it was from you."
It's not that Zhang Hong is unhappy; she's never seen so much money before.
It's natural to be proud of one's son's success.
She nodded: "Okay, then I'll save it for you."
"These are for you to spend, don't save them for a future period," Lin Xiaoru said.
Zhang Hong said, "I could never spend this much money in my entire life!"
Lin Xiaoru somewhat agreed.
If you don't buy a house, this amount of money is indeed quite a lot.
But they didn't realize that this amount of money was utterly insignificant in the grand scheme of things, especially when it came to entering the New World.
Society is developing too fast; many people haven't even had time to react before they've been swept away.
The whole family stayed up all night to welcome the New Year.
The next day, we started visiting relatives and friends to offer New Year's greetings.
A round of visits from all the distant relatives is an inevitable part of the program.
Wu Changfeng was inevitably ridiculed in this process.
Wu Changfeng didn't bother with them and just lived his own life.
They almost always listened with their ears closed.
I was exhausted after a long day.
On the third day, Wu Changfeng and Lin Xiaoru packed their things and headed to Lin Xiaoru's house to celebrate the New Year.
When Lan Detao saw Wu Changfeng off, he said, "Brother, I'll do it then, but don't let me down."
Wu Changfeng, sitting in the car, said, "It's no big deal. As long as you can handle the dust suit, I'm off."
Lan Detao nodded with satisfaction and said to Wu Changxiu, "When did Wu Changfeng become so awesome? Didn't you guys get any news about it?"
Wu Changxiu rolled her eyes: "How could we know? Everyone in the family has their own life to live. Unless something happens, we almost never see each other."
"It seems I need to move around more often," Lan Detao sighed.
Lin Xiaoru's home is not far away.
It only takes an hour to drive there.
After entering the village, we also saw the old village chief.
Wu Changfeng greeted the old village chief warmly: "You're back for the New Year? The supplies you sent to the school last time have already arrived. We haven't thanked you yet."
"Aren't you being too polite?" Wu Changfeng said with a smile, "We're all from the same village, it's only right that we help each other out."
After saying goodbye to the old village chief, we arrived at Lin Xiaoru's house.
Lin Xiaotong was already waiting at the door.
Seeing the Mercedes-Benz approaching, he was stunned for a moment and said to Wu Changfeng, "Brother-in-law, you're too bold!"
"What's wrong?"
Lin Xiaotong pointed at the Mercedes: "The boss isn't here, so you drive around aimlessly? Aren't you afraid your boss will punish you!"
Lin Xiaoru tapped Lin Xiaotong on the head: "What's it to you!"
"Hey!" Lin Xiaotong jumped up: "I'm teaching my brother-in-law how to do things. He finally got a job, don't let him lose it!"
"Driving around showing off, people who don't know the truth would think it's his. What would the boss think? Isn't that disgusting?"
Wu Changfeng hugged Lin Xiaotong and punched her in the stomach: "If you feel disgusted, just throw up."
Lin Xiaotong wailed, "Sister! He hit me!"
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