Chapter 233: The End of the Spring Festival

The Lou family has had a relatively lively Spring Festival this year.

The two grandparents finally got rid of their debts, and finally walked among their relatives with their heads held high, no longer being sarcastic by all kinds of words, no longer being subjected to strange eyes from others, and no longer being speculated about whether they wanted to borrow money again.

Not only that, but for Lou Qingyu's appearance on TV commercials, his fame and popularity on Weibo, and the name of the talented baker that day, Li Hongmei went out with more face, and she could hear praise and admiration from many people throughout the Spring Festival.

Especially those relatives and friends who treated each other indifferently in the past, or got along with each other in general, have a different attitude towards Li Hongmei and Lou Qingyu.

"Granny Li, I heard that the steamed heart cake gave you a lot of advertising money, at least hundreds of thousands, right?" The voice was full of gossip and curiosity, obviously asking about a more private salary, but the look on the face of the middle-aged woman was taken for granted, and she didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong.

"Grandma Li, Xiao Yu, this child is really promising, she was beautiful and cute when she was a child, and when she grew up, she was invited to shoot a commercial, so Grandma Li doesn't have to worry about it in the next life!"

Lou Qingyu over there was also surrounded by several people, among whom the mother and daughter standing in front of them were even more eager, "Xiao Yu Xiao Yu, my cousin is usually good to you, right?"

"It's ok. The tone was rather cold.

The woman didn't seem to see it, and said with a smile, "Look at your cousin Xiaomei, who is seven years old this year, can play the piano and dance, and looks beautiful, you can help me ask the electric magic station over there, is there any commercial film that Xiaomei can shoot, what kind of excellent little watch, full height learning machine or anything, we don't pick!"

Hearing this, Lou Qingyu was a little indescribable, if he really didn't pick it, then what was the intention of specifically picking these two big brands? But before she could refute, another woman posted it again.

"The third cousin wants to ask you, is there a shortage of people in the bakery, your cousin has just graduated from a secondary school, he is diligent in his work, and his learning ability is strong, so he can give you a hand or something, and the salary is only too much, four or five thousand is enough. ”

In the face of these words with good intentions or malicious intentions, Li Hongmei still maintained her previous attitude, not swayed by people's flattery, praise, and flattery, and she would not be blinded by this moment.

"It's not much, just some hard money, and it's all used up after paying off the debt. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, but also luck. ”

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with the TV people. ”

"Sorry, but there's no shortage of people in the bakery for the time being. ”

It can be said that it is indeed worthy of the ancestors and grandchildren, and the handling of these not very kind questions is simple, direct and rude, and there is no room for these people.

But in general, the people who are happy for the grandparents and grandchildren to get out of the sea of debts and the people who sincerely praise Lou Qingyu account for a large proportion.

The whole living room is filled with a lively and roaring atmosphere.

It wasn't until it was late that he sent off the last group of guests who came to visit on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and the old man lowered his eyes and smiled while cleaning the melon and fruit pits and teacups on the table, "Xiao Yu, I think this year's Spring Festival is very happy, I haven't tried it for a long time." ”

The old man's voice revealed a touch of emotion and cherishment, such a feeling that only she and her granddaughter can experience.

"Grandma, I promise," the girl couldn't help but step forward and hugged the old man, and a shallow whisper sounded, "Our Spring Festival will definitely be happier in the future." ”