On the first day of the Lunar New Year, it was a sunny day, which was a good omen.

"Dad, Mom, Happy New Year, I wish you good health. Here are the red envelopes." Zhuo Ziyuan got up early in the morning and first paid New Year greetings to his parents. His mother also gave him a 100-yuan red envelope.

Taking the red envelope, Zhuo Ziyuan went to cook breakfast happily. This is their custom. Men must cook breakfast on New Year's Day. Men cook the first meal for women, so that women can cook the rest with peace of mind.

The New Year's meal is quite a bargain when you think about it, haha. In theory, Zhuo's father should make breakfast, but who knows that the head of the family has never touched this, so Zhuo Ziyuan can only do it for him.

Cook red date tea on the gas stove, cook porridge on the earthen stove, and steam five or six steamed buns. This is the first rich breakfast of the year.

After breakfast, his parents took Zhuo Ziyuan's family to pay New Year's greetings. Of course, they were only paying New Year's greetings to people with distant relatives. Even so, Zhuo Ziyuan had more and more snacks such as candies in his pocket. In order to put these snacks,

I have to run home several times. Grandma and grandpa will wait at home for the younger generations to come. Because of the custom here, when paying New Year greetings to grandma and grandpa, you need to kneel and kowtow. Uncles do not need to say hello.

Just fine.

Every household has to stay for a few minutes, chat a few words, and ask how the harvest was last year, how the business was, how the children's grades were, and whether they have a partner. The back and forth always uses the same routine, and the relationship is better.

Just chat a few more words.

Even though Zhuo Ziyuan and the others started paying New Year greetings at 8 o'clock, it was almost 10 o'clock this time. Then several adults made an appointment to play mahjong and put the Eight Immortals table under the balcony. The sun was so warm that it didn't matter at all.

It doesn’t feel cold. There are four people playing mahjong at a table, and there are usually seven or eight people surrounding them. They all sit directly on the benches, and some just stand there, watching lively, eating melon seeds and peanuts, and the village is full of joy.

There are at least three waves of this kind of situation in the country, what a harmonious society, Zhuo Ziyuan said with emotion.

Of course, Zhuo's father also played mahjong on the table. Zhuo's father liked playing mahjong very much. When the weather was hot, the pork was usually sold in the morning, and he would go home to play mahjong in the afternoon. Even if he came back late sometimes, my mother would

I would first help my father occupy the position. I would get money, but the games were very small. Winning or losing thirty or fifty yuan in an afternoon was already considered a bad thing.

While his parents were at the mahjong table, Zhuo Ziyuan took the packaged flute, sneaked away, and rode to the town to pay New Year greetings to his teacher. He had never paid New Year greetings to his teacher in his previous life, and it was the same in this life, just because of Teacher Li’s family

It helped him a lot, and Zhuo Ziyuan also liked having a little sister like Li Xinyuan, although the little girl didn't approve of it.

I arrived at Li Xinyuan's house in 10 minutes. The door and windows had the words "Dafu" on them. The two teachers Li were also at home and must have returned from celebrating the New Year.

"Uncle, aunt, Happy New Year." Zhuo Ziyuan bowed respectfully to the two teachers.

"Hey, come on, come on, don't be polite, take this red envelope for you. We don't have any relatives, so it's good to have a guy like you to hand out red envelopes." Zhuo Ziyuan wanted to shirk it, but Li Guoqing said it all.

I rejected him in vain, so I accepted it honestly and unceremoniously.

Li Guoqing was also very happy when he saw him accepting the red envelope. He was unpretentious, decisive and straightforward.

"Little girl, call me brother. I have a gift for you." Zhuo Ziyuan was about to take out the flute hidden in his down jacket.

"Huh, I'm not barking. Do you want to give me a gift?"

"Let me show you what it is first. Thumb thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Teacher Li and his wife liked to watch them flirting. Yes, in their opinion, these two were obviously flirting. They were so similar when they were in love. Zhuo Ziyuan was really unjustly accused.

Li Xiaomei looked at what Zhuo Ziyuan took out and took it apart. It was a south flute. It looked expensive. She wiped it with a towel and tried the tone. She found that the tone was much better than the one at home. The one at home was also expensive.

Bought for more than 300.

"Auntie, how's it going? I don't know if this is good or not, but I told the boss that if I'm not satisfied, I can exchange it with him when the time comes." Zhuo Ziyuan said nervously. He really didn't understand the quality of this thing.

.

"Yes, very good, this is much better than the one at home. This is too expensive, you can take it back." Although Li Xiaomei also liked it, it felt too expensive for a child to give such a good thing, and their family was not rich.

"That's not okay. The boss said that there will be no returns, only exchanges. I don't know how to play. And there is only one flute in the house. It's always not good for Auntie and Yuan'er to share it. I'll give this one first.

Yuan'er as a gift. When I make more money later, I will buy a good one for my aunt." There is no way you can take back the gift you gave out.

"Then tell Auntie, how much does this cost? Where did you get so much money? Do your parents know?" Li Xiaomei said still a little worried.

"Ah, Auntie, I don't have much money. I didn't ask for this money from my parents. It's money I earned from writing my own manuscripts. I don't have much money to use, so I just wanted to give Yuan'er a New Year's gift." How dare Zhuo Ziyuan dare?

How much money do you want to raise? He had to quickly change his target. "Come on, little girl, come and try it to see if it works." As he said that, Zhuo Ziyuan snatched the flute from Li Xiaomei's hand and handed it to the little girl.

Li Xinyuan listened to her mother play a piece, and she was a little moved. There is no musician who doesn't like good musical instruments. She took the flute and played a piece, her eyes were full of satisfaction.

It sounds so good, I didn’t lose money, Zhuo Ziyuan listened to the little girl playing and thought to himself.

"You said you earned money from writing manuscripts? What manuscript and when did you write it?" Li Guoqing broke the casserole beside him.

"When I had nothing to do, I submitted some manuscripts to readers' publications. They accepted them and gave me some manuscript fees." Zhuo Ziyuan didn't want to continue this topic, "Little girl, is it easy to use?"

"Yes," Li Xinyuan replied softly, lovingly.

"That's good, then keep it safe. I'm leaving now. I have to go home and play cards with others. By the way, you have to practice Swordsman with me in the future. This can be considered as an advance reward.

"Afraid that the two teachers would keep asking questions, Zhuo Ziyuan quickly found an excuse to leave, opened the door and left without giving them a chance to stay.

Seeing Zhuo Zi walking away, Li Guoqing asked his wife, "I'm afraid this isn't cheap."

"It's not cheap, at least a thousand or more."

"It's so expensive. How much money does this guy make from writing a manuscript? I need to ask him where he publishes it when I find the time. I'll take a look too."

Li Xinyuan didn't care at all how much the Nanxiao cost. How valuable it was in the countryside at this time. She just held the Nanxiao and felt warm in her heart. This idiot even knew how to give me a gift, so should I express it as well?

, should I treat him better in the future? People say that eating people has a short mouth and taking advantage of others is short-handed. Also, he is really awesome. He can make money by submitting articles at such a young age. Also, he actually told me that he wanted to talk to me.

The song "Swordsman" was performed by Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying, and my face turned red just thinking about it.

Zhuo Zi walked far away before he came back to his senses. He patted his thigh and said, "Too bad, this little girl didn't even call her brother. It's all because of uncles and aunts who keep asking and forgetting to make an appointment when to continue training. Alas..."

During the Chinese New Year, Zhuo Ziyuan went to his aunt's house for New Year's greetings and dinner on the second day of the Lunar New Year. His mother was his sister. The aunt's family had a son who was one year older than Zhuo Ziyuan. There was very little contact between the two families in the previous life, mainly because the aunt and uncle were always thinking about greed.
Chapter completed!