Chapter 162
The gifts were distributed. 2 “What good things?”
Old Mrs. Chen asked hurriedly, her eyes full of anticipation.
Chen Qingyi waved her hand and said, "Good things should be saved for last. Good food is never too late. Don't be impatient, grandma."
Old Mrs. Chen wanted to say that it was urgent, but she was afraid that he would not give it to her, so she could only nod reluctantly.
Chen Shengnan opened a box of flower cakes and took a piece to taste.
"Well, Xiang, what does this rose look like?"
"Like a rose."
Chen Qingyi pulled out another pack of cigarettes, which didn't cost any money. Chen Qingbai helped to divide it among the men, one pack for each of them.
Uncle Zhao excitedly wiped the sweat from his hands on his clothes before reaching out to take it.
It took him a long time to open his mouth and put it under his nose to smell it.
Grinning:
"This is a blessing from my nephew and niece. I have never smoked a cigarette before!"
He took one out and clipped it on his ear.
I'm going to show off at the brigade headquarters in a while. There are quite a few people there every day, including the brigade leader, accountant, and team leaders.
Li Chunfen rolled her eyes at her man, "Virtue, seeing wine and cigarettes, he likes them more than anything else."
The old women seemed to have turned on a switch and began to criticize their husbands.
Old Mrs. Chen glared at Old Man Chen and suddenly said, "Besides cigarettes and alcohol, there's also chicken."
“……?!”
Chen Qingyi suddenly remembered that she still owed a debt, and immediately promised to send six fat old hens over in the next two days.
Old man Chen puffed on his pipe even faster.
Chen Qingyi took out two ceramic pipes from a small cloth bag. They were not antiques, but they looked very nice.
Give one to Old Man Zhao and Old Man Chen.
Others smoked tobacco with paper rolls, but they just smoked pipes.
The two old men were so pleased that they put it to use immediately.
Instantly, they had the feeling of being the big bosses in Shanghai, and Chen Qingyi even felt like giving them windbreakers.
Then Chen Qingyi took out another box, which was full of Pu'er tea. Each family was given a small cake, which was decent enough for one person to come.
"hiss!"
What Chen Qingyi took out next made the women stare in amazement.
"Is this for us?"
"Yeah." It was the silver jewelry she had bought before. The people in the pigpen were not rich as a whole, and they could only eat meat a few times a year.
Not to mention buying jewelry.
If an old woman buys it, it will definitely be big news. She will be criticized for several days and will not be able to live her life. Come on, search it (show off).
But I felt so envious and jealous in my heart, as if I had eaten a lemon.
Apart from two young wives, there were only a few elderly ladies in the brigade, each wearing a pair of silver earrings.
They are all treated as treasures.
I usually don't want to wear it, and my daughters-in-law are watching me, for fear that I will give it to my sister-in-law in private.
After all, it’s all because of poverty.
"Each of you will have one of these hairpins."
Originally, there was no place for Old Lady Chen, considering that she was outstanding in scolding fickle women.
Chen Qingyi later bought it on the black market and took it with her.
Although she likes money and regards getting rich quickly as her life goal, she is actually not that stingy.
Sometimes money can solve a lot of problems.
"There are different patterns. There are plum blossoms, auspicious clouds, and the word 'Fu'. You can choose for yourself."
Chen Qingyi put it on the kang table.
Lay them out one by one so they can take a closer look.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one reached out. Even Old Mrs. Chen just stared at them.
Old Mrs. Zhao hesitated: "This thing costs several dollars, right? It's too expensive."
"It's not expensive. An old man might not be of good character. I'll sell it cheap when I need the money. I can't buy it if it's expensive!"
That old man definitely has a wealthy family.
"It's her young generation's idea, so just choose it." Zhao Xiangmei also advised, as her parents' family had helped her a lot during this period.
The most important thing is that she is very confident now. Anyone who has seen so many great unity and gold bars will be moved.
Chen Qingyi picked up a thicker one with the word "Fu" on it and put it into Old Lady Zhao's hand.
"Grandma, take it. We don't want the stick on your head anymore."
Old Mrs. Zhao smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.
Old Mrs. Chen pursed her lips and quickly picked out another one that was just as thick and in the shape of auspicious clouds.
She immediately put it on her hair and was anxious to go to the west room to look in the mirror.
I’m also afraid of missing out on something good.
They both picked one, and my aunt and second aunt also picked one each, and they couldn't stop smiling.
Zhao Xiangmei chose the plum blossom pattern.
"Sister Shengnan, please pick one for Aunt San and bring it back to her for me."
Chen Qingsong said that Third Aunt and her family went back to her parents' home yesterday and were supposed to be back today.
It's snowing heavily now, I'm afraid it will be very bad.
Chen Shengnan didn’t think it was a problem that Shi Lanhua didn’t get a share.
I happily chose the one that looked the thickest.
This is the current public aesthetic.
"Why don't you let me take it back to her?" Old Mrs. Chen wanted to volunteer, "Shengnan is so rude, stop showing off."
"I'm afraid you'll steal it and keep it for yourself."
Just as Chen Shengnan was about to retort, he heard Chen Qingyi say cheerfully that she understood the old lady thoroughly.
It can definitely be done.
If she really throws a tantrum and refuses to give it to me, Third Aunt won't be able to bring herself to ask for it back!
Old Mrs. Chen wanted to argue, "I'm not that kind of person. I love you so much, how could you miss me like that?"
Chen Shengnan poured oil: "Milk, you are."
"A dead duck is still stubborn." Old Mrs. Zhao stamped her seal and curled her lips.
“……!!”
Old Mrs. Chen lost her temper instantly. Ever since her second son became Chen Shimei, she couldn't stand up in front of this relative.
I am too brave!
Chen Qingyi collected the remaining hairpins and gave them all to Zhao Xiangmei.
"There are also rings and earrings. These super-large ones are bought for you, and these earrings are for Sister Shengnan and the others."
The small silver earrings were bought later.
Only 40 cents a pair, small and cute, with small flower patterns, especially suitable for girls.
"And mine?"
"Well, choose a pair of earrings for Qingzhi and Qingli."
This time, there was no Chen Qingliu either, but Chen Shengnan didn't care! He happily chose three pairs.
"Aunt, please choose a pair for Sister Caixia as well."
Li Chunfen laughed out loud, thinking that her love for her niece Chen Qingyi was not in vain.
When she turned around, she saw her husband smelling a cigarette and rolled his eyes at him in anger.
"You just want a man, what's the point of having a son? I'm so old, and the only jewelry I have was bought for me by my niece.
The others can’t be relied upon; I haven’t even seen a single drop of oil.”
Zhao Chuanjia felt wronged because he didn't even have a penny in his pocket.
All the money in the family is in the hands of this old woman. He has nothing to buy with it, but years of experience tell him that he cannot argue with his own old woman.
What is reasonable can also become unreasonable.
When he turned around again, he found that his mother was also glaring at him. He felt upset. His second brother was also here, why didn’t she glare at him!
Maybe Li Chunfen is more active and stands higher.
Zhao Chuanwen was grateful that his wife gave him face outside, but he didn't know that he would have to face the Hedong Lion when he returned home.
Every character is contradictory, and none of them are absolutely bad. For example, are Old Mrs. Chen and Old Man Chen bad?
No, it's just partiality, a common problem among most elders. There were so many children in the past.
It is normal to do nothing, not care, and be biased.
So the heroine won’t be killed with one blow.
It feels great to beat people up all the time, but is it realistic? Beating up all your relatives or simply not having any contact with them is too unrealistic.
There is no need for that, and the heroine doesn't feel aggrieved.
Still very happy.
Had a lot of fun.
As for the scumbag dad and stepmother, nothing will ever be good for them in the future, don't worry about that.
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