At noon, many people came to Han Yi's house, and the purpose was naturally self-evident.

In the past, his family was poor, so there were few media protections. Now he is rich and still a college student, so naturally more people come. Even the village next door, "Nabazhai", brought their daughters.

The girl is not old, the youngest is only 14 years old, and the oldest is no more than 20 years old, which is similar to Wang Xiaohu's family. She doesn't say it's a blind date, but just asks their daughter to work with her.

Unfortunately, he couldn't let him talk, so He Xiaoxiao called him there.

After getting tired of it, I heard that many young and beautiful little girls came to Han Yi’s house. I became anxious and asked him if he had any ideas?

Han Yi teased her: "It seems like I'm developing it well."

He Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, and then laughed and said, "I'll sing a song for you too?"

"Well, I'm listening."

"Send you to the outside of the village,

There is a saying to explain,

Although there are already flowers blooming,

Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside,

Remember my love, remember my love,

Remember that I'm waiting every day,

I'm waiting for you to come back,

Don't forget me,

…”

In He Xiaoxiao's singing, Han Yi hung up the phone.

Afterwards, the phone number was one after another, with classmates, friends, and company employees, greeting and blessing one by one; then he also called Zheng Peisheng, mentor, Kang Bicheng, Chen Yongming and others.

He also manually edited a message group and sent it out because it was inconvenient to make a call.

In the company's employee group, someone @ Han Yi, and it was Dou Dou: Happy New Year, boss, congratulations on getting rich, get the red envelope!

Han Yi laughed, looked at the number of people, 383 people, edited "Happy New Year, Good Lucky", and sent a red envelope of 38,300 yuan.

The originally deserted red envelope group suddenly became lively. In less than ten seconds, they received 100, and then they finally stopped when there were about 70 left. The rest were probably on duty.

"The boss is mighty!"

"The boss is domineering!"

"One more for the boss!"

"I love you so much, boss!"

"Boss, you are the most handsome. I love you, so I'm so happy!"

There was another girl who came crazy and shouted: "Boss, I want to give birth to a monkey for you."

The group suddenly became funny and all kinds of jokes filled the screen.

"I wish you a child early."

"I wish the lovers finally get married."

"I want to eat wedding eggs."

"My heart hurts like a knife when the male god is stolen."

"Zhu Taihua, you actually want anal boss, or do you want to be a mess?"

"I don't believe it's true. Boss, you still love me."

"Apart from red envelopes, nothing can make up for my girlish heart."

“…”

Han Yi laughed and said happily: "It's done."

Another 38300.

The third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...

10 were sent in a row, 380,000.

Now the group went crazy.

Those who are still working also joined in. The average red envelope of 100 was snatched at least four or five hundred, and the most were nearly 2,000.

But there are exceptions. A girl from a customer service team said pitifully: "Boss, are my luck bad this year? I actually grabbed 100 yuan for 10 bags."

The girl's words made the group laugh, and Han Yi smiled and edited: "Your luck is the best." Then he sent an exclusive red envelope of 1888.

"Wow, thank you, boss, you are the most handsome, I love you."

"5555, boss, you are partial, I want to be exclusive."

"That's right, boss, you can't be more favorable than one."

“…”

The girls in the group act cute and coquettish.

Han Yi put away his cell phone with a smile.

Before the relatives came, Han Yi took Han Ying and Han Xiaobao to visit the five-guarantee households and the widowed elderly in the village.

The first car they drove was the blind man Ge Da, not far from Han Yi's house. The old man was 65 years old this year. One eye was blinded ten years ago, and his back was hunched to 70°. However, his body was quite strong. Seeing Han Yi coming over, he was very enthusiastic and took out the delicacies of dried fruits and melon seeds and cigarettes to entertain the three brothers and sisters.

Then he pulled Han Yi to talk there, saying that the master of Fuling Temple helped him test his horoscope, and his lucky stars shine brightly, and his journey will surely be in the future. In addition, he told him that "Zhuo Caifu" would help him to suppress wealth and block evil spirits, and he could not take it down at any time.

Some things are believed, but they are not believed, and Han Yi didn't take them seriously. He listened to them and did not refute them.

When Han Yi left, he took twenty kilograms of pork, rice, quilt, cigarettes, and tea from the car, and gave another 2,000 yuan.

Ge Da blind man was crying and couldn't speak when he grabbed his hand.

Han Yi said a few words of gratitude and drove away with Han Ying and the others.

Continue to go east, Liu Dagua’s family. Before he came back, he had already hired someone to clean up the house. The house was very refreshing, and there were melon seeds, peanuts and pastries on the big table in the house.

Han Yi got out of the car and chatted for a few words, then said goodbye. Liu Dagua stood in front of the door of the Tuwa House and sighed: "It's really rare to remember your roots if you have money."

...

He ran away all the seven or eight widowed families in the village, and then came to Mrs. Wan’s house at the west end of the village.

Aunt Wan's wife died of illness the previous year, leaving behind a pair of underage children and a lot of debts. Others celebrate the New Year happily, and her family has a cold pot and stove. On the table is a little New Year gift from the village cadres, which looks so cold.

As for the condolences of poor families in the county, I will dig a floor of one in the township and a floor of one in the village. When I get to the house, I will probably be able to leave 100 yuan. As for the high-pressure anti-corruption situation above, I’m sorry, the mountains here are high and the emperor is far away, so I can’t control it.

"Miss Wan, Happy New Year!" Han Yi smiled and walked into the adobe house with a bare wall.

Seeing Han Yi and his sister come in three, Aunt Wan was very embarrassed and said, "Happy New Year." Then there was nothing to entertain at home, so she had to pour tea for them to drink.

"Auntie, don't be busy. I'm not thirsty, I'm just here to see you."

Aunt Wan, who looked no different from the 60-year-old lady in the city in her early 40s, quickly moved a stool. Seeing that the brother and sister Sanyi were wearing new clothes, she picked up the stool and prepared to wipe it with the hem.

Han Yi quickly stopped him, "Auntie, you really don't have to be busy. I'm just standing there young people."

Over there, Aunt Wan, a pair of 15 or 16-year-old children, looked at Han Ying and Han Xiaobao's new clothes, and his eyes were filled with envy.

Han Yi said, "Come on, come with the prince to get things."

I brought a few little guys to the intersection, opened the trunk and took out all the rice, noodles, fish, oil and salt inside. There were also quilts, clothes, school bags, school supplies, etc. on the back seat.

Many of these were bought by Wang Xiaohu. As for fish, meat, rice and noodles, he asked his father to buy them early in the morning.

Han’s father and mother, who have always been frugal, rarely did not object to this time. On the contrary, they were very active. The son spent money and accumulated virtue, so how could they have the reason to object?

When Aunt Wan saw the things she got back, she kept saying, "You can't ask for them," and Han Yi said, "Auntie, I'm doing business outside now. Businessmen pay attention to having a favor and gain. If you don't want me to get rich."

When Aunt Wan heard this, she burst into tears and said, "Okay, okay, I'll keep it." She said that she wanted her children to kneel down and kowtow to Han Yi.

Han Yi quickly said, "I am a fellow student. If you want them to kneel down, isn't this going to cost my life?"

No matter how he said it, Aunt Wan couldn't tell him, and when he took out a stack of cash, she refused to ask for it.

The poor mountains and rivers are unruly, but poor people also have the bottom line of poverty. Han Yi bought fish, meat, rice and flour without any relatives and reasons. This is already amazing. If you collect money, will you become a beggar?

Mrs. Wan’s psychology was clear and Han Yi said, “This money is not for you, but for Xiaoyang and Xiaolian to study.”

The siblings over there couldn't help but illuminate the light in their eyes when they heard about reading.

Aunt Wan looked at her children, then looked at the money in her palms, and she burst into tears.

Han Yi sighed in his heart.

He knew that it was better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. But the problem was that there was no "fish" now, and this family could not survive for three days. At a young age, he was pale and thin, so what could he do when he went out?

At present, with his strength, he cannot change the overall environment, but it should be able to support students in the village to study.

However, how to fund it is a problem. You cannot give money directly, as that will be useless, and you cannot expect the cadres in the village to be like meat buns and dogs. If you go in, you will get out of the money.

Looking back, I have to think about how to operate this.

...

Farewell to Aunt Wan, and then we go to the village headquarters. The two-story foreign building standing in the north of the village is Xiong Datu’s house, the richest man in their village, with festive couplets posted on the lintel, and the kiln factory at the foot of the mountain not far away is his property.

Working in his kiln factory, he only pays 30 yuan a day, and he takes care of a meal in 12 hours. Don’t think it’s too small. There are not many odd jobs in a township, and if you don’t go, there are people who go there. His family also chooses people, and they don’t want any lazy men to work, just those who work with their hands and feet.

Han Yi narrowed his eyes and thought for a while. Just as he was about to turn around, he accidentally saw Xiong Jiang stopping at the intersection showing his car. His eyes turned and a bad smile appeared on his face.

He reached out and pressed the bracelet on his left hand, and a three-dimensional image appeared in the retina.

Controlling the camera to draw closer, scanning left and right, no one, let alone the camera, putting the Citroen into the camera.

With a "click", I took a photo.

Then click Reorganization, Reorganization, and then reorganization, and a car disappeared in broad daylight...
Chapter completed!