Therefore, in the small Mopan Mountain Village, there are only about 100 households, but there are four TVs, and it is only in the 80s, and not many people believe it.

After all, in other villages, even a radio is still a luxury.

Mopanshan Village has four TVs, and it is a well-off village that can be counted in the country.

After the garment factory is set up, there will definitely be more and more people buying TVs, Tang Pengzheng is very confident, and he will do a big job in the New Year.

"It's time to divide the New Year's money!"

Tang Baishan was in a good mood, beckoned the children to come over, and took out a bunch of red envelopes from his pocket, Tang Aihua and Tang Aiguo didn't want it, they would all make money, they were adults, they definitely couldn't press the New Year's money, and give it to their younger siblings.

"Xiao Nan takes it."

Tang Baishan gave the first red envelope to his baby granddaughter, and touched Tang Xiaonan's head lovingly, his granddaughter is getting more and more beautiful, and the threshold will definitely be broken in the future.

"Yuxiang's, Wenhao's, eight catties, love yuan......"

After dividing the red envelopes one by one, the children were all smiling, Tang Aijun waited for a long time and didn't receive them, so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, "What about mine?" Why don't I have one? ”

"You're going to make money, and you're embarrassed to press the New Year's money?" Tang Laifu said a word.

Tang Aijun opened his mouth, speechless.

But he was so aggrieved.

It's his own ability to make money, so why don't he give him New Year's money?

He's only thirteen years old, so he's a child.

Tang Laifu was actually teasing him, and after smacking this stinky boy, he was not angry, but he couldn't hold it on his face, and he still had a black face in front of Tang Aijun.

Tang Baishan took out a red envelope and stuffed it to Tang Aijun, "I have talked in my brain in the future, and I will be thirteen in the New Year, and I am half an adult, so I can't talk nonsense anymore." ”

"Got it."

Tang Aijun smiled and put away the red envelope, he didn't care if there was more money or less money, he just wanted to feel the joy of collecting New Year's money, and if he couldn't receive New Year's money during the New Year, the taste of the New Year was gone.

Next is Tang Laifu and a few adults to press the New Year's money, Tang Laijin is the most generous, each child gave five yuan, but as soon as it entered the pocket, the adults touched it.

In the name of it, it is collected for you, but in fact, there is no return, and you hope to return it again.

"Uncle, when will you bring your aunt back?"

Tang Aijun healed the scar and forgot the pain, the wound on his buttocks was still fresh, and his mouth began to open again.

Tang Laijin's eyes were white, he stretched out his foot and kicked this kid's ass, Tang Aijun screamed in pain, he couldn't sit, he even stood when he ate, and he accidentally plotted against his uncle.

"Doesn't your ass hurt anymore? Do you want me to add some more to you? "Don Laijin threatened.

Tang Aijun clamped the P shares, didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and hid next to his eldest brother, far away from his uncle, he couldn't afford to hide if he couldn't provoke him.

The Spring Festival Gala has begun, the Tang family's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner has also been eaten, the women have packed up the dishes and plates, put melon seeds and candies, and a large family of people around the stove to watch the party.

The children couldn't see it, they all ran out to play, the outside was full of children, and they set off artillery together, and the Tang family also had more advanced sky-channeling monkeys, which were inserted in the sand, and after lighting the letter, they flew into the sky with a chirp, and then exploded with a bang, which was particularly interesting.

Tang Laigui bought a lot, just for the children to play, and when the other children saw this fresh artillery battle, they immediately felt that the artillery in their hands was not fragrant.

At this moment, the lights of thousands of homes, the sound of firecrackers, is very lively, but the road is deserted, there is not even a dog, Yang Lijuan stumbled and walked, it was almost to Mopan Mountain.

Yang Lijuan, who was hungry and cold, was tired and hungry, her feet were blistered, and she was still a little apprehensive, she was afraid that Tang Laijin would be angry, but she couldn't wait.

She had to get a result.