Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 259 Gratitude
However, Tang Qingya was only sad for a few minutes, and soon woke up.

Because she quickly realized that although she was thrown out, she was not really homeless.

Qin Xiong bought the foundation of his own house and started a writer's village, but at the same time, he also compensated himself with the school district housing in the city.

After realizing this, she suddenly felt that Qin Xiong was more humane than her own mother in his attitude towards money.

It's a pity that before I divorced, I saw more of Qin Xiong's shortcomings, but after the divorce, I slowly saw more of Qin Xiong's advantages.

Because of Sun Hongmei's poisonous tongue and meanness, neither Qin Xiong nor Tang Qingya had a very comfortable reunion dinner, not to mention that they had a meal at Qin's house in the morning.

Comparing the two, the atmosphere here is much worse.

There were many quarrels without speculation, and after lunch, Qin Xiong and Tang Qingya didn't stay for long, rested for half an hour, and were ready to go back to the Writer's Village.

Before leaving the house, Sun Hongmei glanced at her two daughters and muttered, "Other people will give their parents red envelopes or buy clothes during the holidays, but I don't have anything."

"Mom, those gifts are no cheaper than red envelopes and clothes..." Tang Qingya explained depressingly.

"Besides, mom, you usually have a pension, and you don't spend much. What do you need so much money for? I can't even use it myself. You should take pity on your little baby..." Tang Xianxian complained.

"Of the two sisters, you are the most heartless!" Sun Hongmei stared at Tang Xianxian and said dissatisfiedly.

"It's normal to give red envelopes during festivals, so let me do it." After Qin Xiong finished speaking, he began to transfer money to her.

"The son-in-law is still sensible." Sun Hongmei smiled when she heard this.

However, when she saw the number transferred by Qin Xiong, her expression turned cold instantly.

"250, isn't this a different way of swearing?"

However, before she got angry in public, the red envelopes from Qin Xiong's back came in a steady stream.

Although it is "250" every time, but together, there are more than [-] yuan in total.

This red envelope, the portion is quite sufficient.

So, Sun Hongmei didn't mind, and happily accepted all the red envelopes.

After Qin Xiong drove away, Tang Xianxian immediately asked, "Brother-in-law, how much did you pay out in total for the series of 250?"

"Did you send 250?" Tang Qingya was ashamed of her mother's behavior at the time and didn't bother to pay attention. Only now did she realize that he was so bold that he dared to provoke her mother.

"What's the matter, I would rather someone humiliate me with this kind of red envelope, the more the better!" Tang Xianxian laughed.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you." After Qin Xiong finished speaking, while waiting for the traffic lights, he quickly threw a few red envelopes with his mobile phone.

Tang Xianxian opened it excitedly, and his face immediately sank, because this time, Qin Xiong sent a total of four "38" red envelopes.

After Tang Qingya saw it, she smiled and said, "It's too much!"

"Isn't that right, no, when passing by a milk tea shop, stop for a while, I want to buy a cup of milk tea to calm my shock." Tang Xianxian.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy, so let's not waste time on the road. If you are not satisfied, you can humiliate me with red envelopes, no limit." Qin Xiong said.

"Cut, I know I'm the poorest." Tang Xianxian.

Back at the Writer's Village, several people began to take the friends from the Writer's Village to inspect and arrange the scene for the last time.

Because it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, many villagers in Jingtou Village came back to celebrate the festival. When everyone worked together to decorate the three buildings of the Writer Village, these villagers would also bring their children to visit and see the excitement.

Qin Xiong thought for a while, communicated with Tang Qingya, and said directly to the villagers: "Tonight, we will have a simple Mid-Autumn Festival party, all of which are non-professional performances. If you are interested, you can also bring your family come and see."

"Okay, okay." Someone responded immediately.

Especially those young single boys in the village, after seeing the beautiful and intelligent girls in the writer's village, they couldn't look away.

It made Jiang Yingrong, Ji Weiyang, Feng Xiaoman and Tang Xianxian feel very embarrassed. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that they are very high-quality unmarried girls.

"In addition, we also have an on-site activity of guessing lantern riddles, and everyone can actively participate. If the answer is correct, there will be some small rewards, such as candies, drinks, and moon cakes, which are quite rich." Qin Xiong reminded.

"Okay, what time does your activity start?" A villager immediately asked.

"It's not a formal party, just for everyone to get together and have fun, and there is no specific start time, probably around seven o'clock." Qin Xiong.

"Okay, we must attend on time. Do you have a lot of chairs? Shall we bring some benches over?"

"If there are not many people, we still have some plastic stools here. If you have a lot of people, you can also bring some benches." Qin Xiong said.

"Will there be a limit on the number of people? I will shout out to the crowd in our village later on. I'm not sure how many people will come. In case there are too many..."

"You can push it down. Most people have gone out to work. Those who can return to the village are those who work in the urban area or Jiangcheng. Now all the young people in the village add up, and there are not twenty. The old people don't like to join them It's a lot of fun." The partner who came with him said immediately.

"Although we have a limited capacity here, it is no problem to receive dozens of people, and it is an open-air party, so there are not too many difficulties." Qin Xiong smiled.

After the villagers watching the fun left, Qin Xiong told Tang Qingya a few more words, asking her to prepare more lantern riddles and small gifts.

These days, supplies are not as scarce as before. Adults may not care about them, but children who are brought here may like them very much.

Although this kind of temporarily added task made Tang Qingya a little troublesome, but she also knew that it was necessary for the Writer's Village to truly integrate into the village and start this kind of activity.

After everyone finished the preparatory work, only Tang Qingya and her younger sister were left busy here, and some other members who hadn't finished writing their manuscripts, like Qin Xiong, began to retreat to code words.

If tonight is destined to be a lively sleepless night, then they must try their best to code tomorrow's update, and they can still lie down for a day when they are drunk.

After Qin Xiong finished coding the daily update, he suddenly received a call from Doctor Liu of the Second Hospital.

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Dr. Liu."

"It's the same thing. I'm looking for you because I have something to do. I wonder if you're making things difficult?" Dr. Liu asked.

"What's the matter, please tell me directly, I will try my best to cooperate." Qin Xiong said.

"Since you were discharged from the hospital, Zhao Ergou's mental state has been unstable. If possible, I hope you can find time to come and see him..." Dr. Liu said.

Qin Xiong thought for a while and asked, "How is he doing today?"

"I tried to reduce his medicine before, and it is still in the adjustment period. If you are worried, I will increase the dose a little today..." Dr. Liu.

"How about I take him out of the hospital today and let him come to the Writer's Village to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Qin Xiong said.

"Will it be too much trouble for you?" Dr. Liu asked.

"It's okay, if he really approves of me, he should listen to me more then, and I'll send him back to the hospital at night." Qin Xiong said.

"No, no, I'll go there with him and come back at night, so you don't have to be distracted from taking care of him." Dr. Liu said.

"That's so embarrassing, don't you have to spend the night with your family?" Qin Xiong asked.

"My family is not around, and the hospital is usually my home." Dr. Liu explained.

"Ah? That's no problem, you guys come here together, a warm welcome." Qin Xiong.

After finishing the chat, Qin Xiong thought for a while, and sent another Mid-Autumn Festival greeting to the editor, and then asked, "Editor, did the author I mentioned to you before contribute to you recently?"

(End of this chapter)