Chapter 730
The kitchen was filled with steam. Second Aunt deftly picked up a piece of dark red pig blood sausage with chopsticks and rolled it in a dish of mashed garlic and soy sauce.
Su Miao took the bowl and the moment she took a bite, the freshness of the pig blood and the sweetness of the glutinous rice melted in her mouth, making her gasp in pain.
"Eat slowly, there's more in the pot!"
Grandma San added some firewood to the stove. The firelight reflected her wrinkled face and she smiled:
"When your dad was little, he was even more greedy than you. He often burned his tongue and blistered it because he ate too hastily. Hey, naughty monkey is a big boss now."
Over the past year, Su Miao's family's business has reached a new level. Not only has the output of the food factory increased several times, but even the shop in the capital has completed an upgrade.
Su Yuanzheng bought a whole trunk full of incense, candles and paper money, and he wanted to burn enough for his ancestors this year.
Even Uncle Lian was delighted when he saw the bundles of gold foil paper ingots:
"A Zheng, why are you buying so many offerings? We usually burn paper money. This ingot is so beautifully made. This is the first time I've seen one. It must be expensive."
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. We have the blessing of our ancestors, so we should also respect them well."
Xiaobao touched the golden ingot curiously and asked:
"Aunt, what are these? Are they also money? Our ancestors could also use them to buy things."
Su Miao smiled and pinched his cheek: "Bao, this is a gold ingot. If it were real gold, it would be hard currency. This is paper, so it should... should also be accepted, right?"
Xiao Bao's eyes widened: "Gold ingots? They are treasures like me, so they must be useful! Because my grandmother said that I will be a useful man in the future!"
Everyone else was amused by his serious demeanor.
New Year's Eve was a particularly busy day. After the chickens and ducks were slaughtered and other offerings were loaded, Su Miao followed his father, uncle, and cousins to the mountain to worship their ancestors.
In the summer, Su Yuanzheng paid for the renovation of the ancestral tombs and moved the tombs of Su Miao's grandparents here.
A very large area was cordoned off, and the men in the tribe worked hard to carry the cement bricks up one by one.
Now the Su family's ancestral tomb has been built like a small cemetery. If someone who doesn't know sees it, they might think it is the tomb of some great nobleman.
She squatted down and helped her father arrange the offerings one by one: a whole roast suckling pig, a cooked chicken, a bag of fruit, homemade steamed cakes, a bag of sugar-coated biscuits, and a small jar of rice wine.
"Miao Miao, come, burn incense for grandpa and grandma first."
Several large bundles of incense were lit, and all the tombs were visited. White smoke rose up, outlining soft curves in the winter sun.
While most people were celebrating the New Year happily, the atmosphere in Wang Dachui's house was like an ice storage.
A few days after Wang Dachui sold his stocks, the stock market actually went up a little. Seeing that he could make money without doing anything every day made him more confident that he could succeed.
So he left one of his men there to help watch over him with great confidence, and he returned to Yongcheng with another bodyguard.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, his "wealth line" began to decline.
When his subordinates reported to him, he didn't take it seriously. The old hands in the stock market have said that ups and downs are normal, and only by persisting can you make big money.
Unexpectedly, it never stopped falling after this.
Especially at the end of December, when the price dropped the most, Liu Xu advised him to take out all his money quickly, as it is better to stop the loss in time than to lose all the money.
But he just wouldn't give in!
In less than a month, the decline reached 20%. If he had taken it out at that time, he would have directly lost 20,000 yuan.
He wasn't convinced! He heard that the harder the price fell, the faster it would rise, and that this was a good time to buy at the bottom.
So, not only did he not clear out his inventory, but he also withdrew another 30,000 yuan to buy more.
The idea is to buy at a low price and then when the price goes up, the previous losses can be covered more quickly.
However, he had never expected that there was no lowest price, only lower. Even after the top authorities stepped in to rescue the market, they could not prevent the arrival of this big bear market.
The Shenzhen stock market was in a state of mourning for a while, and many people lost most of their fortunes here.
Wang Dachui had already lost half of his money and was completely desperate. At this moment, he was smoking non-stop in the living room. Liu Xu and Wang Yue didn't dare to say a word. Even the nanny who was preparing the New Year's Eve dinner didn't dare to stir the pot too hard, for fear of upsetting the boss who was in a bad mood.
After she finished cooking, she quickly packed up her things and came out and whispered to Liu Xu:
"Madam, the meal is ready. I'll go home now and return to work after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. I've bought the food you asked me to prepare and put it in the refrigerator. Happy New Year."
She has been working as a nanny in Wang Dachui's family for 7 years. At this time of year in previous years, she would greet Wang Dachui and then receive a generous bonus from him.
But in this year's atmosphere, she really didn't dare.
Fortunately, Liu Xu knew the rules of previous years and put two hundred yuan in a red envelope and handed it to her:
"Happy New Year, go back."
After the nanny left, Liu Xu came over and said to Wang Dachui:
"Da Hammer, let's eat. Today is New Year's Eve. Don't think about those bad things for now. After today, it will be a new year and everything will be fine."
Wang Dachui crushed the cigarette butt fiercely, and sparks flew onto the mahogany coffee table, leaving several charred marks.
"Eat, eat, eat! All you do is eat! I've lost half of my money, and you still have the mind to celebrate the New Year?!"
He stood up suddenly, knocking over the teacup on the table and soaking the carpet with tea.
Wang Yue was so scared that she hid behind Liu Xu. Liu Xu forced a smile:
"Don't scare the kids during Chinese New Year. Dachui, just listen to me and take out the remaining money after the New Year. We still have the company. If we work hard on a few projects, the money will all be back..."
Before he could finish his words, Wang Dachui slammed the door and walked out. The roar of a car starting could be heard in the yard.
Liu Xu hugged Wang Yue and waited for a long time, looking at the table full of New Year's Eve dinner. The skin of the boiled chicken was already covered with oil, and the eyes of the steamed fish had become cloudy.
She gently patted Wang Yue's trembling back: "It's okay, let's heat up the food and eat."
At the same time, on the highway outside Yongcheng, Wang Dachui stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The Santana bumped along the bumpy road, and the amulet hanging on the rearview mirror shook violently.
He rolled down the car window, and the cold wind blew in with the sporadic sound of firecrackers. The lights of the village in the distance looked like mocking eyes.
"Damn it! Everyone's making money! Why am I so unlucky? The price goes down as soon as I buy!"
He slammed his fist on the steering wheel, causing the car horn to blast loudly.
The car lights revealed a small temple on the side of the road, with smoke rising from the incense burner.
Wang Dachui stopped the car for some unknown reason and took out a bottle of Moutai from the trunk. This bottle of wine was originally intended to be given to the leaders of the Urban Construction Bureau.
He staggered to the statue and found it was the Earth God, so he knelt down with a thud.
He bit open the bottle cap and poured the wine in front of the incense burner, muttering to himself:
"Please be kind, old man... let me make a comeback. I'll rebuild your golden statue... and buy you a few pigs to worship."
The wine seeped into the soil, creating tiny bubbles that looked like silent mockery.
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