Chapter 30 Popularity has many right and wrong
Lunar New Year's eve.
The Jiang family’s old house in Xinxiang.
Jiang Miao and her parents returned to their old home in Xinxiang these days.
Lin Shuya did not return to Yangcheng. She did not want to see her two brothers, so she followed Jiang Miao back to her old home to celebrate the New Year.
Jiang Miao's parents had come back a few days early to clean the old house and make it look brand new.
Red couplets have been pasted on the gate joints.
Shuya and her mother were busy in the kitchen, braised a big goose and pig's trotters, and also made two salt-baked chickens in the pressure cooker.
"Amiao, come here and get the bowls and chopsticks."
"Okay!"
Soon the table was filled with a large table of dishes.
Shuya added a bowl of rice to the two old people and poured orange juice: "Come on, Dad, Mom, try the honey-glazed barbecued pork I made."
"Shuya, you eat too. Look, you've lost weight." Mom put a large piece of pig's trotters into Shuya's bowl.
Jiang Miao smiled and said nothing.
After having the reunion dinner.
In the middle of the night, Dad set off the door-opening firecrackers again.
Crack, crackle…
The sound of firecrackers kills one year old.
Before I knew it, the first day of the new year was here.
Jiang Miao hugged Shuya, and the two of them chatted quietly about the past while listening to the sound of firecrackers coming from the village from time to time.
"Shuya, let's get married next year!"
Shuya put her head close to his chest, feeling his warmth, and said casually: "Just get the certificate directly. I don't have any relatives there, and the relationship between my classmates in college and high school has also faded. I guess they are just called A few of my best friends came over for a meal, and I felt that holding a wedding was too much trouble, and it gave me a headache just thinking about it.”
"If you don't like the excitement, then we can keep it small and hold a wedding banquet directly in the canteen of the company headquarters. I will invite a few close relatives and company employees."
Lin Shuya raised her head, looked into his eyes, smiled and said, "I'll listen to you."
Jiang Miao lifted the ends of her hair and kissed Shuya gently on the forehead: "But wedding photos and wedding dresses are a must, one Chinese style and one Western style, you pick the one you like."
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"Yeah." Shuya leaned on his shoulder again.
Outside the window, the sound of firecrackers gradually subsided.
In the dead of night, Jiang Miao rarely took a nap.
I didn't get up until ten o'clock the next day.
On the first day of the new year, for young people in local rural areas, there is not much to do. For things like worshiping their ancestors, the older generation usually goes to the ancestral hall to worship.
Jiang Miao and Shuya drank a carton of pure milk and prepared to drive the pickup truck to the breeding base.
Just after walking out of the door, within a few steps, I saw Ba Gu, who was still pregnant, pulling her grandson over from a short distance away.
Jiang Miao took a look, and the other party's situation immediately appeared on the appraisal panel, and then shook his head. It was really hard to persuade him, so he patted Shuya on the back: "Let's go!"
"Ah Miao! Don't you recognize people when you become rich?" Bagu's mouth smelled bad again.
"Ajie has made a lot of money in the past few years. I heard that he bought a house in Jinding Bay. Why doesn't Ba Gu live in Jinding Bay?" Jiang Miao asked with a smile.
"Isn't this a renovation? Amiao, you and Ajie are also good brothers, can you..."
Jiang Miao smiled and said: "Ba Gu, I know a friend who provides loans in a bank. If Ajie needs it, he can go to him..."
Ba Gu waved her hands repeatedly; "Uh... no, no, no! I just want to borrow some from you, after all, we are all our own..."
"Ba Gu misunderstood. I also borrowed tens of millions of dollars in bank loans to open my company. I see that Ajie has made a lot of money in the past few years. Why don't you lend me hundreds of thousands to turn around?" Jiang Miao directly turned to customers.
"Uh!" Bagu was speechless for a while, and then started chattering again: "Ah Miao! It's not easy to do business now, you have to be careful, don't lose your father's old capital..."
"Thank you, Ba Gu, for your concern. I'll leave first."
After saying that, he pulled Shuya into the car and left. In the car, Shuya asked him what he was talking about just now, and Jiang Miao explained briefly.
After listening to the explanation, Shuya smiled and shook her head: "You are really good at predicting things."
"There are good people, villains, and cunning people in the village. My dad is too honest. If he doesn't get vaccinated in advance, he doesn't know how much money he will be borrowed."
"If you borrow money once or twice for emergencies, that's okay. The problem is that some people will push it further and think that it is natural for you to lend them money. It is up to them not to pay back the money they owe."
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Jiang Miao turned the steering wheel lightly.
"So don't be too nice to people in rural areas, especially those aunts and uncles and the so-called good brothers. If you are nice to them, sometimes they will not appreciate you, but will think you are easy to bully."
"Amiao, is that eighth aunt's health really that serious? But his son should be quite rich, right? Why not get treatment?" Lin Shuya asked with a frown.
Jiang Miao shook his head: "That Ajie has not been a good person since he was a child. He is a bad gambler. The house he bought in Jinding Bay was probably paid for by Ba Gu and his wife. All the money he has earned over the years has been spent with his friends. Lost.”
"That's it."
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And the other side.
Her mother, Huang Qiuyue, also rode a bicycle and went to the ancestral hall to prepare for ancestor worship.
Along the way, people with whom she had good and bad relationships all greeted her with a smile.
Someone laughed and made insinuations: "Qiuyue, your son has made a lot of money, it's time for you to enjoy yourself."
Although Huang Qiuyue was uneducated, she was still familiar with the cunningness of middle-aged rural women, and she immediately followed the script prepared by her son:
"Where did you hear the news about Xiuzhu? It would be great if my son really made money. His company has borrowed tens of millions, and Dahai and I are worried to death."
"Real or false?"
Someone said sourly: "Third Aunt, you won't come back to your hometown even if your family gets rich. This year, for a play in the public hall, I want Amiao to compose a play!"
"I, a woman, cannot make the decision regarding the drama!"
Someone else promoted their daughter: "Sister-in-law Qiuyue, Amiao and my daughter are old classmates. After the Chinese New Year, why not make an appointment for the two young people to have tea together."
Huang Qiuyue shook her head: "Ahua, my son has a girlfriend."
As for the eldest uncle and cousin Jiang Yao, who knew some of the situation in Jiang Miao's family, he had already warned his mother and father not to talk nonsense in the village.
The relationship between Jiang Yao's mother and Huang Qiuyue was okay, and her son still relied on Jiang Miao's family for food, so naturally he would not talk randomly, but would help.
Although everyone suspected that Jiang Miao had made a lot of money, since there was no real evidence, they only speculated that he might have made millions.
Coupled with the tens of millions of loans Huang Qiuyue said, the jealousy became less.
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On the other side of my father, Jiang Dahai, I also met all kinds of "good brothers" and "good neighbors".
Jiang Dahai, who remembered his son's reminder, was not dazzled by the public praise, but calmed down more and more.
One of the elders (similar to Zong Lao) in the village smoked a hookah and asked with a smile: "Ocean! How many plays do you want to write this year? After all, your family has made money, and writing plays is a matter of honoring the ancestors, and you can't let anyone underestimate you." Saw it.”
Jiang Dahai knew that this matter was inevitable, so he nodded: "Although A Miao didn't make much money, I can't lose the face of the Jiang family. I'll pay for a book!"
"Dahai, are you being unkind?" Another boss joked: "How can one book be enough?"
"Third uncle, please spare me! I plan to give this little money to my son for emergencies." Jiang Dahai waved his hand with a wry smile.
Another short boss asked tentatively: "By the way, Dahai, are you still hiring at your eel farm? My second brother's family is Liyan. He has worked in logistics at Cathay Freezing Factory and has experience in this area."< br>
Jiang Dahai shook his head: "The eel farm is not lacking in logistics, but it is lacking in a few fish feeders."
"Feeding the fish?" The short boss was immediately disappointed. It was obvious that he had no intention of letting his nephew do the job of feeding the fish.
After chatting for more than half an hour, seeing that they didn't get much benefit from Jiang Dahai, these people stopped talking.
After all, as fellow villagers, some things should not be taken too far.
All this was expected by Jiang Miao.
Before coming back to celebrate the New Year, he told his parents his thoughts in advance and asked them to be careful about the people in the village to avoid big losses.
(End of chapter)