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There is no white cloud in the blue sky.

Rows of villages have lost their former run-down because of heavy snow.

The dilapidated dirt road has now become a white pavement flattened by snow. At the end of the village chief’s compound, rows of ice hung upside down on the eaves of the door, which are also called ice skating in the north.

Of course, the crowd gathered here is not to admire the upside down ice in front of the village chief's house, but to collect money or watch the excitement.

Liangwa is of course the absolute protagonist. Although everyone likes to call him a baby, he is actually quite young.

Liang Baby is twenty-six this year, with big eyes and double eyelids.

What he is going to do today is also very particular. Since the company started last year, he returned to the countryside and raised 150,000.

Don't underestimate the 150,000 yuan, it was taken out by 64 families in Feiluan Village.

The village chief’s family took thirty thousand, and the rest was scattered, some three thousand, some five thousand, some three hundred, some five hundred, and even one of them gave Liangwa fifty yuan. Money for New Year's Eve.

How to return these affections?

The best way is of course to pay back with money, and the better way is to pay more money.

Liangwa first smiled after showing the sufficient cash she had brought.

He looked at the familiar faces of the elders and villagers and said: "I took 150,000 yuan in the village last year, thanks to the help of the old and young men,"

As soon as these words were said, the old women in the countryside picked up: "Why, your grandson didn't give you money, so why did you mention the young and old men?"

"That's right, your sister Mei also took it for you, although not much."

"And you, Grandma Zhao, I remember that the old lady took the big head, a full 10,000 yuan, and the coffin was originally given to you kid!"

These words are not to blame, Liangwa knew, he smiled and said, "Yes, in addition to the old and young men, there are also my sister, my aunt, my aunt, my aunt, my grandma, and my grandma."

Everyone laughed, and Liangwa shouted as they laughed: "Anyway, Xiao Liang is here to thank all my relatives who watched me grow up."

After speaking, he bowed deeply.

The shrews of the neighbors who were provoking just now have red eyes.

This is also true to my ears, and my family’s relatives are extremely clever and appropriate.

Liangwa grew up eating a hundred families. The reason why he could raise money when he returned to the village was not only because the people in the village did feel guilty to him, but also because of his relationship with each household during the years he grew up. Everything is in great condition.

Some people regard him as their eldest nephew, better than their relatives.

Some people regard him as a son, and have a bowl of water with their own son.

Some people also use him as their future son-in-law... After this trip, there will be more than a dozen families who want to talk to each other.

Of course, the matter of relatives should be put later.

After bowing, the baby saw a few red-eyed mother-in-laws and aunts, and quickly said: "Today is a happy day, not sensational, not sensational. Next, please come to my relatives whose names I read, and show me last year. The IOU signed for you."

What happened in front of me came out in the morning. Few people who really lent Liangwa money did not bring an IOU, and a few who really didn’t bring them went home to pick them up immediately. They were not too cold and licked sticks during a big winter. The little sugar boy was silly.

The child thought about it for a long time, remembering the trace of the IOU, and quickly raised his hand: "Uncle Liang, what should I do if I lose the IOU?"

Seeing the little boy with the head and the brain, Liangwa smiled: "Why did you lose it?"

Little boy: "I didn't bring paper in the toilet, wiped my butt."

The children were sincere and made the adults laugh.

Liangwa beckoned, drew a hundred from the bag and handed it to him and shouted to the neighbors in the street: "The IOUs brought here today will be returned twice."

This is the same thing as the IOU. Everyone has heard about it before, but after all, it involves money. If you don’t get it, it’s still hard to judge if you don’t hear Liangwa's exact statement. Now I hear him confirm that everyone is naturally low. call.

The little boy took the hundred,

Liangwa put her big hand on the little boy's head and rubbed it vigorously. Instead of taking the money from the bag this time, she took out her wallet from her pocket, took out a hundred yuan bill, and gave the little boy a soft voice. "You are different, you get four times."

The little boy is twelve years old this year.

The richest time in his pocket was when he got fifty yuan for the New Year's Eve last year during the Chinese New Year. Unfortunately, he did not spend two days in his pocket, so he lent it to Uncle Liang.

Today he has two pink hundred-dollar bills in his hand, and he feels that he is at the pinnacle of his life.

How can you spend these two hundred dollars?

I bought her favorite doll for her childhood sweetheart.

Or buy a digital watch that she has been yearning for for a long time for the girl next door?

The little boy finally decided that the above two were still ignored. He wanted to buy a big scarf for the mother and daughter of the widow’s house in the east of the village...

No one would have thought that his ambitions at a young age were so ambitious, but Liangwa's generous return to the child four times the amount was indeed quite warm.

In particular, the story contained in the picture in front of me makes people feel that the little boy was stupid at first. He gave all his money to his Uncle Liang without hesitation. This is a good talk.

Not to mention that the kid was grinning and showing his black and wide teeth. He didn't know what he was doing. Liangwa started reading the list: "Is Grandma Zhao here?"

The crowd separated naturally, and a young man pushed the gray-haired grandmother out.

After a simple greeting, Liangwa took out two bundles of money in her big pocket and handed it to Grandma Zhao.

The old lady smiled with joy. To tell the truth, she was also very entangled when she loaned Liangwa money, but remembering that this kid used to beat herself when he was a child and was more sensible than her grandson, she still borrowed it.

Good people are rewarded.

It was only a year, and 10,000 changed to 20,000, which was much higher than the interest in the bank. Naturally, it was too much for Grandma Zhao.

When it came time, the old lady told Liangwa to pay attention to her body in the city. If she was tired, she would go back to the village to rest. You still have to hammer your legs to feel comfortable.

After speaking the last sentence, the young man pushing the grandmother asked: "Milk, it's more comfortable for people to beat their legs. Tell me how Uncle Liang beats. I will learn."

The old lady smiled: "Don't mess with Brother Liang, go home."

The young man pursed his lips and pushed the old grandmother with two stacks of money out of the crowd.

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Joyfulness is not enough to describe the next scene.

Feiluan went up and down the village, and nearly a thousand people played different roles.

The villagers who got the double rebate are of course the most proud of them. After receiving the money, they have different eyes when they see the bright baby. Some people say that good people are rewarded, and some people hurriedly go home and hide the money.

More people have played the role of people eating melons.

They boasted that Liangwa knows her gratitude, and they regretted why they didn't lend to Liangwa last year, otherwise their principal would be doubled this year.

People in the village with a little bit of cultural knowledge wondered if Liangwa’s company was big, and maybe it needed funds. After today’s over, I asked him if he could invest.

And it had nothing to do with the whole thing, but Zhang Xiaojian and the others who were watching everything happened in front of them thought it was really interesting.

I don’t know when Zhang Xiaojian’s name has been changed. Liu Mei, who is not wearing Sun Shujun’s coat and wearing a white padded jacket, smiled and said, “Boss, I heard that you did this kind of thing too often.”

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "The hero doesn't mention being brave."

Ye Mozhu raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard that you gave your ex-girlfriend back two million gifts?"

Zhang Xiaojian coughed violently, "I plan to go to your house to propose marriage when I return to Jiangcheng, and I will pay 200 million yuan for the bride price!"

When Wang Wan'er heard these words, she still didn't give birth to any jealousy, and smiled and commented: "The desire to survive is extremely strong."

Ye Mozhu pondered it, Zhang Xiaojian really might be able to make the next two hundred million beauties, but she didn't care much about this number. Now that I mentioned it, let's test the desire to survive...

Therefore, she cleared her throat, smiled, and said softly: "I don't care about the hundreds of millions in the bride price. I just want to know, if we get married, will your ex-girlfriend bring the two million back with you? "

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, wrapped in a down jacket, looked at Zhuo Fei who had carried a few vegetable pockets and asked, "Is the white striped chicken I want to eat at night available?"

"No..."

"Are there any waist slices you want to fry?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing, watching the excitement in this cold weather, go and go shopping."

Zhuo Fei: "..." Seeing Zhang Xiaojian walking away in great strides, he scratched his head, brother, it seems that you stretched your neck and ran over to join in the fun.. The big guys came with you... What are you doing? Well...

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