The time came on Tuesday, and the villagers came early in the morning. It was winter, and there was not much work. It was a rare opportunity to gather together.

The peanuts and melon seeds that Zhang Qian brought were in urgent need, and before she could react, Zhou's mother had already sent her to the countryside to buy some.

If this continues, the fifty yuan gift she gave may have to be paid back after all is spent.

One pound of peanuts can be worth three pounds of white flour, which is really not cheap.

As for candies, they were even more expensive. Fortunately, Zhang Qian prepared more and controlled the amount she gave out.

Seeing that her father-in-law was so capable, she was not stingy at all. She took time out during the day and wrapped a lot of red envelopes in red paper.

"It's time to eat. Let's have something simple for lunch."

“No food, poor service.”

Mother Zhou was talking about the scene, but when everyone looked at the table, they saw that there was a plate of large slices of meat. This was a simple meal, but it was just in time for the Chinese New Year.

At the evening meal, a bottle of white wine was placed on each table. There were vegetables, chicken, pork, and rare mutton, four meat and two vegetarian dishes, and a half-meat salted duck egg.

But the meal was delicious for everyone, and when everyone was eating, they saw that the main banquet for the next day was already being prepared, and there was so much meat.

Early Wednesday morning.

Zhang Qian was holding a bag in her hand, grabbed a handful of it and threw it out.

"Oh, it's a red envelope. Come on, let the children pick it up. No, it's too much. Come on, the child's mother, hey, where is the person?"

"What are you waiting for? Come here quickly."

There was a woman shouting over there, and she had already received a red envelope in her hand.

Zhang Qian scattered red envelopes wherever she went, and the crowd chased her and knocked her down one after another.

This made her seem to have awakened a new skill, throwing coins!

There were five hundred red envelopes, and each red envelope actually contained only one penny, but I didn’t dare to think that all this would cost five yuan.

"It's the last one, I just gave it all."

Zhang Qian held the bag, grabbed all the red envelopes inside with both hands, and threw them directly into the sky, causing a rain of red envelopes.

"Pick it up quickly!"

"Ah, I picked up two."

"Don't step on it, this is my hand, not a red envelope."

The villagers were in a mess, and it took a while to grab all the red envelopes. Some whole families gathered the red envelopes together and picked up more than thirty red envelopes. You dare to think.

There were about a hundred people eating at lunch, and each person had five red envelopes. The scene was not too lively, and they all sighed at Zhang Qian's generosity.

"Hey, I only picked up one red envelope."

Zhou Zhenguo ran over crying, but he was young and didn't grab it.

"It's okay, I'll give you two, keep them."

Zhang Qian took out a dime, but this kid was very happy.

Amidst the commotion, the banquet started.

Braised chicken with mushrooms, braised beef with bamboo shoots, radish and mutton soup, braised fish, braised pork, fried large meat slices...

The dishes are very rich and the quantity is sufficient. The wine is also enough, the bottles are finished, and there are also loose baskets prepared by Lao Zhou's family.

Breakfast started, which also resulted in a lack of appetite. There were many children at some tables, and there were still some left.

Regardless of her physical pain, Zhou's mother asked her relatives and friends to pack it up. Although she was a bride-in-law, she couldn't be stingy.

After dinner, Zhou's mother was happily packing things.

People bring so many things to their homes, but they are not allowed to make up for them.

It contains a lot of mountain products, such as dried radish, fungus, dried mushrooms, etc.

There were also two unfinished chickens and some unfinished meat dishes, which were enough to last for a while.

Whatever Zhou's mother thought was good, usable, and easy to take away, she packed it in her backpack without hesitation.

This made Zhang Qian a little bit unable to stand it anymore, "Okay, that's about it, at least leave some for our dad."

"It's okay, spring is coming soon, and my family doesn't lack these.

I was looking inside the house. My relatives gave me a lot of good things, some of which we could use.

There are also quite a few gifts from relatives."

After tidying up my own home, I started thinking about those gifts again. I also wanted to share some of the gifts I received with others.

By the time Zhang Qian was ready to leave, she already had three bags and two buckets.

The main reason is that the villagers now have their own fields and practice a mutual aid cooperative model, which means they help each other with work and share working tools.

The relationship between relatives and friends is very good, and they are very united. Accordingly, the family has a lot of surplus food, but it lacks white flour and meat.

The villagers sent each other all the way to the entrance of the village. Fortunately, Zhang Qian was empty-handed, otherwise carrying a bag and a bucket would have been too expensive.

The Zhou family sent them to the roadside to take a bus.

"Xiao Qian, go back and recover well, and come home during the Chinese New Year."

Zhou's mother was all smiles, and from then on the old Zhou family became famous in the village.

"Okay, Mom, I will take good care of you."

Zhang Qian has to go back to recuperate. The good days are yet to come.

The buses are here, and the ones that go to the countryside here are airbag buses. There is a black airbag on the roof, which is very contemporary.

The Zhou family helped them put away their luggage, and after they got in the car, they waved goodbye outside the window.

"Next time you want to take me to the city to play."

Zhou Zhenguo, a primary school student, waved his little hand, thinking about going to the city in the future.

"Okay!"

Zhang Qian responded casually, but she was too lazy to take care of the child. She would wait until she was older and could cook.

There were two buckets in front of her seat. There were three chickens in one bucket, a piece of secret bacon and some sausages in the other bucket, and potatoes that cost two cents a pound at the bottom.

When we got to the city, after getting off the bus, Zhou Jianguo carried the largest bag on his back and two buckets in his hands.

Zhang Qian also carried a bag on her back and a bucket in her hand.

If it weren't for the fact that my clothes looked good, I wouldn't be regarded as someone who came from the countryside to join relatives.

"Tricycle!"

"No, there's no need to call a taxi. It's not far for us to walk back."

"All right!"

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the small courtyard where grandpa stayed.

Since we had some cooked food with us, we ate in the small courtyard at noon, which was convenient, and we didn’t set off until the evening.

"Why do you have to wait until everyone gets off work before returning to the courtyard? Didn't you say that our family should pretend to be poor if we don't reveal our wealth?"

Zhou Jianguo never turned around for a while. Even though he was extremely talented, his skills were still too shallow after all.

"You are confused! These things were given by our parents and have nothing to do with me."

Zhang Qian smiled and stepped forward.

"I have a chicken in my left hand, a duck in my right hand, and a fat baby on my back..."

"Oh! Zhang Qian, you are back, what have you brought with you?"

Liao Hongbing pushed up his glasses frame and was dumbfounded.

I saw Zhang Qian carrying two large wooden barrels, and the one carrying a large bag also entered the courtyard. The couple stood together with large and small bags, especially Zhang Qian who had a piece of fine cloth under her arm.

"Ah, no, my parents, uh, Jianguo's parents were too enthusiastic. I even said I didn't want anything, and they had to give it away.

It’s just some local product, worthless!”

Zhang Qian raised her arm and signaled Zhou Jianguo to go inside and go home early.


Chapter completed!