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

"Dad, Mom, Happy New Year, I wish you good health, bring the red envelope" Zhuo Ziyuan got up early in the morning and gave his parents New Year's greetings first, and his mother also gave him a red envelope of 100 yuan.

Holding the red envelope, Zhuo Ziyuan happily burned breakfast, this is their custom, the first day of the New Year breakfast is for men to make, men make the first meal for women to eat, women can make the next year's meals with peace of mind, think about it is still quite cost-effective, haha. Theoretically, Zhuo's father should have made breakfast, but who let this head of the family never touch this, so Zhuo Ziyuan can only do it for him.

Burning red date tea on the gas stove, cooking porridge on the earthen stove, and steaming five or six steamed buns by the way, this is the first rich breakfast of the year.

After breakfast, his parents took Zhuo Ziyuan and his family to visit the New Year, of course, only to those who had distant relatives. Even so, Zhuo Ziyuan had more and more snacks such as candy in his pocket, and in order to put these snacks, he had to run home several times. Grandma and grandparents will wait for the juniors to come to the door at home, because of the custom here, it is necessary to kneel and kowtow to grandma and grandparents. Uncles don't need it, just say hello.

Every family has to stay for a few minutes, chatter, ask how last year's harvest was, how the business was, how the children's grades were, whether there was a partner, back and forth is always a few routines, and if the relationship is better, talk a few more words.

Even if Zhuo Ziyuan started to pay New Year's greetings at 8 o'clock, this time, it was almost 10 o'clock. Then a few adults made an appointment to rub mahjong, put the eight immortal table under the balcony, the sun was warm and coaxing, not cold at all, a table of 4 people played mahjong, next to it will generally be surrounded by seven or eight people, all of them sit directly on the bench, some are standing there, watching lively, eating melon seeds and peanuts, a piece of joy. There are at least three waves of such a situation in the village, a harmonious society, Zhuo Ziyuan sighed.

Of course, Zhuo's father is also rubbing mahjong on the table, Zhuo's father likes to rub mahjong very much, when the weather is hot, the pork is generally sold in the morning, and he will go home to rub mahjong in the afternoon, even if he comes back late sometimes, his mother will help his father occupy the position first. There will be money, but they are all very small, and winning or losing thirty or fifty yuan in the afternoon is already a bit of a back.

While his parents were on the mahjong table, Zhuo Ziyuan took the packaged flute, and sneaked away and rode to the town to pay New Year's greetings to the teacher. In his previous life, he never gave the teacher a New Year's greeting, and it is the same in this life, just because Mr. Li's family has helped him a lot, and Zhuo Ziyuan also likes to have a little sister like Li Xinyuan, although this little girl does not approve.

I rushed to Li Xinyuan's house in 10 minutes, the word Dafu was pasted on the door and window, and the two teachers Li were also at home, and they should have come back after the New Year.

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

"Eh, come on, come, give you a red envelope, you're welcome, take it, we don't have any relatives, it's good to have a red envelope with you. Zhuo Ziyuan wanted to shirk it, but Li Guoqing said everything and dismissed his face plainly, so he accepted it honestly and unceremoniously.

Li Guoqing watched him accept the red envelope, and he was also very happy, not pretentious, decisive and simple.

"Little girl, call my brother to listen, my brother has a gift for you. Zhuo Ziyuan was about to take out the flute hidden in the down jacket.

"Hmph, I don't call it, do you like to send it or not. ”

"I'll show you what it is. "Pedal and kick," said Zhuo Ziyuan, and took out the Nan Xiao he bought as if he were offering treasures.

Mr. Li and his family like to watch them flirt, yes, in their opinion, these two are obviously flirting, how similar they are when they fall in love. It's really wronged to kill Zhuo Ziyuan.

Li Xiaomei looked at what Zhuo Ziyuan took out, took it apart and saw that it was a Nan flute, which didn't look cheap, wiped it with a towel, tried the tone, and found that the timbre was much better than at home, and the family also spent more than 300 to buy it.

"Auntie, how is it, I don't know if this is good or not, but I told the boss that if I am not satisfied, I can exchange goods with him at that time. Zhuo Ziyuan said nervously, he really didn't understand the quality of this thing.

"Yes, it's good, this one is much better than at home. This is too valuable, you can take it back. Although Li Xiaomei also likes it, it feels too precious for a child to give such a good thing, and their family is not rich.

"That's okay, the boss can say, don't return, only exchange, I won't blow it. And there is only one flute at home, and it is always bad for the aunt and Yuan'er to share it, so give it to Yuan'er as a gift first. Later, I will make more money, and I will buy good ones for my aunt. "Gifts that are given out cannot be taken back by anything.

"Then you tell Auntie, how much does this cost, where did you get so much money, do your parents know?" Li Xiaomei said a little worriedly.

"Ah, Auntie, I don't have much money, this money is not a request from my parents, it is the money I earn by writing manuscripts by myself, and I don't have anything to use the money, so I want to give Yuan'er a New Year's gift. "How dare Zhuo Ziyuan mention how much money, you have to quickly transfer the target, "Come, little girl, you come and try, is it suitable or not" Saying that, Zhuo Ziyuan snatched the flute from Li Xiaomei's hand and handed it to the little girl.

Li Xinyuan listened to her mother blow a paragraph, and she was also a little moved, there is no one who doesn't like good musical instruments when she engages in music. Holding the flute, I blew it directly, and my eyes were full of satisfaction.

It's so good, I didn't buy a loss, Zhuo Ziyuan listened to the little girl's playing, thinking to himself.

"What do you say you make money writing manuscripts? What manuscripts, when did you write them? Li Guoqing broke the casserole next to him.

"When I was fine, I submitted some manuscripts to the readers, and they accepted me and gave me some manuscript fees. Zhuo Ziyuan didn't want to continue this topic, "Little girl, it's easy to use." ”

"Hmm," Li Xinyuan replied softly.

"That's good, then you take it well, I'll go first, and I'll go home to play cards with someone." By the way, in the future, you will have to practice the song of Xiaoao Jianghu with me, this should be paid in advance. Afraid that the two teachers would keep asking, Zhuo Ziyuan quickly found an excuse to slip away, opened the door and left, not giving them a chance to stay.

Watching Zhuo Zi go away, Li Guoqing asked his wife, "I'm afraid this is not cheap." ”

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

"It's so expensive, this kid makes so much money writing manuscripts? If you have time to ask him where he publishes, I'll take a look. ”

Li Xinyuan didn't care how much this Nan Xiao was, how valuable it was in the countryside at this time, she just held the Nan Xiao, her heart was warm, this nerd still knows how to give me a gift, so do I have to show it, do I want to treat him better in the future, they all say that eating people has a short mouth and a short hand. Also, he is really powerful, he can make money by submitting articles at such a young age. Also, he actually told me that he wanted to talk to me about the song of Xiaoao Jianghu, which was played by Ling Hu Chong and Ren Yingying, and his face turned red when he thought about it.

Zhuo Zi came back to his senses after walking away, and slapped his thigh, "It's a loss, this little girl doesn't call her brother." It's all because my uncle and aunt kept asking, and I forgot to make an appointment about when I would continue training, hey..."

During the Chinese New Year, Zhuo Ziyuan also went to his aunt's house for New Year's dinner in the second year of junior high school, and his mother was this one sister. The aunt's family has a son, who is one year older than Zhuo Ziyuan, and the two families have little contact in their previous lives, mainly because the aunt and her husband are always worried about the cheapness of Zhuo Ziyuan's family, which causes the two families to become more and more separated.