Chapter 522 New Year's Eve

"What? Fifty bags?" Song Honglian was surprised.

Jiang Chunliu nodded, and repeated it again. Song Honglian made sure she heard correctly, and went to get fifty bags of candy. Jiang Chunliu paid the money, and then went to Fushan Village with Jiang Jinhua.

There were too many things this time. When they arrived at the station and saw that the cars were full of people, they hesitated for a while and decided to go.

The road is difficult and far away. Fortunately, both of them are wearing pull-back rubber shoes, which makes walking easy.

They stopped and went, and stopped a tractor halfway. After asking, they found out that they were going to pass through Fushan Village. The brother and sister loaded their things on the tractor and headed towards Fushan Village.

The speed of the tractor is faster than the speed of the bus, and there is no major problem except that it is cold and can only stand.

When they arrived at Fushan Village, Jiang Chunliu picked out ten eggs and gave them to the driver, and helped Jiang Jinhua push the cart to the door of her grandparents' house.

When he knocked on the door, it was He Yuee who opened it.

As soon as he saw them coming, he hurriedly pulled them into the house and dragged them to the stove in the main room to warm up.

Zhang Dazhong asked them something, He Yue'e came over with two bowls of boiling water and handed them to the siblings.

Jiang Chunliu took a sip, it was very sweet.

"Is this white sugar? Grandma, where did you get the white sugar?"

He Yue'e said cheerfully: "I exchanged food with the villagers. His sister married to the city and works in a factory. It was distributed by the factory. Later, you two will take the rest back home and drink slowly."

"I also have them at home." Jiang Chunliu replied.

He Yue'e: "That's what you have, what I give is different."

With that said, Jiang Chunliu didn't refuse, and it would hurt the old man's heart to say anything else.

After chatting for a while, He Yue'e started talking about the money: "You guys really said that it was one hundred and fourteen for you, why did you give us two hundred? It's not easy for you, this time you have to take the money away."

Jiang Chunliu scratched his forehead, then turned to look at Jiang Jinhua.

After receiving his sister's call for help, Jiang Jinhua hurriedly comforted the two elderly people.

The two old men did not back down at all, insisting on letting them take the money away.

In the end, Jiang Chunliu could only change the topic, talking about the house being bought and so on, the two old people were taken aback for a while.

When they saw the things sent by the brothers and sisters, the two old people were stunned, pointing at the trolley tremblingly: "This...is this all sent by you?"

"That's right, with so many uncles plus you, all the family's New Year's Day is here." Jiang Chunliu replied.

Zhang Dazhong, who always had a sad face, said dryly: "Then...that doesn't need to be so much, it's a waste of weight..."

"Chunliu and I haven't come to see the New Year for so many years, this time we will make it up together." Jiang Jinhua helped to answer.

Both He Yue'e and Zhang Dazhong were taken aback by surprise, they had never seen so many good things!
"By the way, this is soap. In the future, you can use it for washing your hands and bathing. This is the only one. There is also laundry detergent, which is also convenient for washing clothes..."

Jiang Chunliu introduced them one by one.

Zhang Dazhong's trembling voice interrupted Jiang Chunliu: "Chunliu, you...you take so many...things, your grandma and your father know...don't you?"

"I know, they still feel embarrassed. My father is afraid that you will blame him, so he dare not come here."

Jiang Chunliu responded.

Speaking of this, the two old men who were originally ecstatic were silent, but in a flash, they happily pulled Jiang Chunliu to talk again.

Jiang Chunliu also gave He Yue'e all those silk scarves, as well as the gray cotton cloth that the family bought for unmade clothes.

Seeing those gray cotton cloths, He Yue'e almost cried.

"This Duobu, each of the children in our family can make a new dress." The old man was very excited.

The corners of Jiang Chunliu's mouth twitched as he looked at the cotton cloth that was half a wheelbarrow. This amount of cloth was enough to make a dress for the children...there were too many people!
The poorer you are, the poorer you are!
(End of this chapter)

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