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In half an hour at most, it will be packed with dense crowds.
Go to the toilet and go home.
Qin Jingru was busy again, lighting up the fire to cook, chopping and frying vegetables, enjoying it.
Jiang Ping'an came to the room, turned on the radio, and turned the volume to the maximum to add some joy to the courtyard.
Back in the kitchen, Jiang Ping'an went to the stove door and sat down.
While kneading the dough, Qin Jingru asked, "I heard that we will pay New Year's greetings to each other today, when?"
"It's still early, there's still a while, at least wait until everyone has breakfast!" Jiang Ping'an said.
Qin Jingru nodded slightly, and asked again: "In addition to giving out red envelopes to the three brothers and sisters of Banggen, do other people want to give out?"
"No need for other people. If someone says auspicious words to you, you just have to reply a few words." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.
"Actually, it means that during the Chinese New Year, the neighbors live in harmony and have a harmonious relationship. It's auspicious."
"In the old days, when the years were good, everyone would chip in to buy melon seeds and peanuts, and have a tea party."
"In the past few years, supplies have been scarce, and tea parties have been saved. After all, it's no fun to sit there in the cold."
Qin Jingru asked curiously, "Have you ever sent you a red envelope before?"
"Uh, I used to be single, and I was still a child, who would have the nerve to ask me for a red envelope?" Jiang Ping'an laughed.
"Anyone who has the nerve to ask me for a red envelope, I will pester him, and there will always be an excuse to ask the other party to give a red envelope, hehe..."
Qin Jingru snorted, and said with a smile: "I think you just can't bear the money, hehe..."
"Well, that's the truth, I just can't bear the money." Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled.
"By the way, although I'm not short of money, I won't spend a lot of money out for the sake of face. What am I trying to do?"
"If you really want to make a good impression on everyone and build a good reputation, there are other ways."
"And using money to save face is the stupidest, most stupid, and most useless way. People are unpredictable!"
Qin Jingru seemed to understand, wrinkled her nose, and said, "Anyway, you just can't bear the money!"
Jiang Pingan choked, and said in a bad mood:
"You are still young, and you will gradually realize whether what I said is correct in the future."
"Hehe, you're not a few years older than me, are you? Hehe, give me back my youth, cut..." Qin Jingru giggled.
Soon, the steamed buns were put into the pot, Qin Jingru started cooking, and He Yushui came.
"Wow! I thought I woke up early enough, but I didn't expect you all to have your meals ready!" He Yushui said in surprise.
As he spoke, he took out three more red envelopes from his pocket, ran behind Jiang Ping'an, lay on his back, and said with a smile:
"Look, two of the red envelopes my brother just gave were from the deaf old lady and Aunt Yi last night."
Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled and asked: "Seeing that you are so happy, there is a lot of money in it, right?"
"Well, they are quite generous this year. The deaf old lady and Aunt Yi both paid ten yuan." He Yushui said.
"My brother gave me five yuan, tsk tsk, after all, it's different when we become a family. In the past, he rarely gave me red envelopes."
Chapter 539 Jiang Ping'an's Reminder, Sticks Are Very Polite
"What about you?" Jiang Ping'an asked.
He Yushui smiled and said, "I gave my nephew and niece two dollars each."
"Well, almost, two yuan is not a lot." Jiang Pingan nodded.
Qin Jingru answered, "The city is different from the countryside."
"We distribute lucky money in the countryside, and at most ten cents are too much."
He Yushui shook his head and said, "I have never received such a big red envelope before."
"I thought about it on the way here just now, and I think it's because of Brother Pingan."
"Brother Ping'an, my brother told me more than once that he wanted to ask you for help and removed the punishment."
Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "You don't have to be burdened, you will take all the money given to you."
"As for your brother, don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face."
"For your sake, when the opportunity is right, I will find a way to help him get rid of the punishment."
"But I don't care about your sister-in-law. She is in the textile factory, and it costs a lot to help!"
He Yushui nodded and said, "Don't worry about my sister-in-law, she seems to have connections, and she can be punished."
After finishing the business, He Yushui took the red envelope and ran over to help Qin Jingru cook.
"Take a break from the rain, don't come here to smell the oily smoke." Qin Jingru said with a smile.
He Yushui giggled and said, "That's not okay, I can't just eat and not work, can I?"
"Hey, by the way, why don't you make glutinous rice balls today? I haven't eaten glutinous rice balls for a long time?"
Qin Jingru snorted at Jiang Ping'an, and said with a slight smile, "He said he didn't want to eat glutinous rice balls!"
"Ah, brother Pingan, return my glutinous rice balls!"
He Yushui ran up to Jiang Ping'an, sat on his lap, hugged his neck and acted like a baby.
Jiang Pingan smiled and said, "If you want to eat, you can make it yourself!"
"I just said I didn't want to eat it, but I didn't stop you from eating it!"
"Well, I know you dote on me." He Yushui pecked him, smiled, and turned to Qin Jingru and said:
"Sister Jingru, do you want to eat glutinous rice balls? If you want to eat, I will make them!"
Qin Jingru thought for a while, nodded and smiled slightly: "Then make less, I can't eat much."
He Yushui quickly jumped off Jiang Pingan's body, took out his apron and tied it on, took a basin, and got busy.
After a while, Liu Haizhong came over and said to Jiang Pingan:
"Director Jiang, at eight o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered in the middle courtyard to pay New Year's greetings."
Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay, I got it, please make a special trip."
"No trouble, I'm happy to be able to serve the director." Liu Haizhong said with a flattering smile.
After Liu Haizhong left, He Yushui shuddered and whispered:
"Second uncle is really an official fan, for the sake of progress...too nasty!"
Jiang Ping'an frowned and said, "Yu Shui, there are some things you already know, so don't say it."
"There are thousands of people with thousands of faces, and each has his own way of life. There are all kinds of strange things and strange people."
"After you enter the society in the future, you must also learn to handle interpersonal relationships well. This is very important!"
He Yushui pouted, nodded and said:
"Understood Brother Pingan, didn't I just say a few words in front of you?"
Qin Jingru said: "Ping An, don't say a few words about the rain, the rain is already smart enough!"
"Hee hee, it's okay, Brother Pingan said I was doing it for my own good, and he was right." He Yushui said with a smile.
Soon, the food was ready, and the three of them ate at the small dining table in the kitchen, chatting while eating.
"Yu Shui, we will pay New Year's greetings in the yard later, so you can come and play earlier." Qin Jingru said suddenly.
He Yushui was stunned for a moment, and nodded in response.
Qin Jingru leaned close to her ear and murmured, "Pingan said he didn't have a good time last night."
He Yushui blushed, nodded silently, and explained:
"It's my reason. I'm afraid that others will hear the voice, so I won't be able to let go."
"It's okay, come here later, I'll let you out, you can make a fuss." Qin Jingru said with a smirk.
He Yushui glared at her, blushed, and said shyly, "Sister Jingru, don't make fun of me."
Although the two spoke softly, Jiang Ping'an could still hear them clearly.
But he pretended not to hear, hoping that the two women could discuss it, so he ate in silence.
After eating, after Qin Jingru and He Yushui cleaned up the kitchen, the three went to the middle courtyard together.
Quite a few people came, some of them brought bowls and chatted with others while eating.
On the first day of the new year, the flavor of the year is strong, and everyone is smiling.
Qin Jingru talked to Jiang Ping'an first, then went to Jia's house to give out red envelopes to the three Banggen brothers and sisters.
Jiang Ping'an didn't go, he was busy dealing with the people who surrounded him and paid New Year's greetings to him.
Of course, they are all in the same yard, so they just say auspicious words and don't need to give gifts to each other.
This is also an old tradition of courtyard houses.
After a while, it was almost eight o'clock, and people came one after another, including adults and children.
Liu Haizhong ran up to Jiang Ping'an, and asked with a smile, "Director Jiang, do you want to say a few words to everyone?"
"No, I'm just an ordinary resident in the courtyard." Jiang Ping'an waved his hand.
"You are the uncle in the courtyard, you and the third uncle should preside over such matters!"
Liu Haizhong didn't force it, and went to discuss it with Yan Bugui.
The two walked under the eaves of He Yushui's house and began to pay New Year's greetings.
"Ahem...well, on the occasion of the Chinese New Year..."
Liu Haizhong liked this kind of occasion the most, and he immediately started talking non-stop.
After talking for a few minutes, there was still no stop. He Yuzhu couldn't help laughing loudly when he paused in the bangs:
"Second uncle, are you going to put away all your official addictions for a year?"
The crowd burst into laughter.
They all know the virtues in bangs, so they find it interesting.
Liu Haizhong's speech was interrupted, his train of thought was gone, he glared at He Yuzhu, and said:
"Okay, let's stop here first, and make up later!"
Everyone couldn't help laughing again.
Then, Yan Bugui took a step forward and said with a smile:
"Farewell to the old and usher in the new, looking back on the past, I am filled with infinite emotion in my heart."
"This is the first day of the Lunar New Year, according to our old tradition, we have to pay New Year's greetings to each other."
"Let me start first, I wish the motherland prosperity, peace and prosperity!"
"I wish everyone happiness and peace! Happy New Year! All wishes come true!"
"..."
in the crowd.
Qin Jingru came back from Jia's house, walked to Jiang Pingan's side, and said with a smile:
"This New Year's greeting is quite interesting."
Jiang Ping'an nodded slightly, and said, "Just for the sake of auspiciousness and excitement, have you sent out all the red envelopes?"
"Well, it's all posted, hey, my cousin brought them over with sticks." Qin Jingru pursed her lips.
Qin Huairu is holding Xiaohuaihua, Jiazhang is holding Xiaodang, and the stick is jumping up and down in front.
"Hello, Uncle Jiang! Happy New Year, Uncle Jiang!" Bang Geng stepped forward, bowed respectfully and saluted.
Jiang Pingan stroked Banggen's head and said comfortingly, "Banggen is so polite and a good boy."
Hearing Jiang Ping'an's praise, Bang Geng immediately smiled, happier than having won Qin Jingru's red envelope.