Quick wear: She has turned over the big guys from all walks of life

Chapter 1420 Famine and Natural Disaster 578
“Do you want to open yours together?” She was in high spirits. Zhou Ting didn’t want to spoil her fun, so he took out all the red envelopes he had received and pushed them to her, “All for you, open them together.”

Mingyi's eyes sparkled, "Give them all to me?"

"Here you go, what's mine is yours."

Langjun smiled gently, his eyes full of affection, hot and scorching. Mingyi laughed and held his arm as she sat on the couch in front of the table, "Let's take it apart together."

Zhou Ting smiled and accompanied her to open the red envelopes one by one.

Each person received seven red envelopes. The princess gave silver notes in them. Each person got one hundred taels. Grandfather gave twenty taels each, which was just change. Dad and mom each got ten taels, which was also change. My eldest uncle and second uncle had two taels in their red envelopes. My grandmother only got one tael.

"We each got 145 taels, which adds up to 290 taels."

"I'll buy you something delicious." Zhou Ting pushed the gift in front of him to her, his handsome face smiling warmly, his expression of pampering and indulgence evident in his words.

Mingyi felt so sweet watching this, she smiled happily, "Thank you Chaosheng, but the New Year's money is a blessing from elders to younger generations, it can't be given to me."

"I can give it to you if you like. I can also give you the blessings they gave me."

"Thank you." She suddenly felt bitter in her heart. He always indulged her like this, treated her well unconditionally, and never restricted her freedom. Within his sphere of influence, she could do whatever she wanted. There was no other man in the world who could be as good to her as him, right?

Zhou Ting raised his eyebrows, "Why are you being so polite to me?"

"I'm not being polite, I'm just touched." Yinzi was no longer as likable as the man in front of her. She suddenly put Yinzi down and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck; she buried her cheek in his shoulder and rubbed it. She had never taken the initiative to do such an intimate action.

Zhou Ting smiled slightly, his handsome face overflowing with joy. He touched the little girl's hair and asked in a low voice, "Are you touched by this? When we get married in the future, I can treat you better, and you will be even more touched."

"I am looking forward."

He thought she would be shy for a moment, but he didn't expect her to speak in a muffled voice. He was caught off guard and laughed out loud.

"Okay, I won't let my Yiyi down."

He stayed with her at Cheng's house until the evening and left after dark.

The day after the New Year is the second day of the Lunar New Year, which is the day for married daughters to return to their parents' home. There is no daughter-in-law in the Cheng family who needs to go back to her parents' home, so the whole family goes out to visit relatives and friends together.

Chengjiazhuang is a family that fled here. Except for the daughter-in-law who was married after arriving here, no one has a mother's home to return to. In order to make the home more lively and dispel the sadness of not having a mother's home, everyone gathered together without any prior arrangement, either visiting each other to talk about gossip, or getting together in groups of three or four to eat and drink.

In short, the atmosphere in the clan will not become deserted.

The whole Chinese New Year lasts until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and it is considered over only after eating Yuanxiao.

After the New Year atmosphere is over, everyone returns to their busy lives as before. Those who need to go to the workshops go to work, and those who need to stay at home do so.

Cheng Dazhui and his family re-invested in the operation of the workshop. After several years of development, the Cheng family's workshop was no longer the small workshop it used to be. The scale had been expanded again and again, and as more people were recruited, there were not enough people in the clan to work, so they had to recruit people from outside.

The fishmongers also work here, which makes Chengjiazhuang particularly lively in the morning and evening every day.

There were many people at work and at the end of the day, so it was a bit noisy.

After the first month of the lunar year, there was no news from Zhou Ting, and Mingyi was idle at home every day. The shop in the capital city did not require her to manage it personally, and she only needed to check the accounts once every few months; therefore, she was particularly idle at home.

The other members of the Cheng family had to go to the workshop to help out, and those who were not in management positions had to work as well.

Cheng Mingyue was old enough, so she was not taken to work anymore; however, when Mingyi was at home, Cheng Mingyue rarely left her room, and basically stayed at home doing embroidery and handicrafts. Mingyi, on the other hand, strolled around every day with cakes, dried fruits and snacks, and her leisure time made people jealous.

Finally, Chen Daya couldn't stand it anymore and dragged her to the workshop, "You're just wandering around all day. Come to the workshop and help keep an eye on it."

After saying that, Chen Daya left the man in the workshop and went to inspect other workshops by herself.

Mingyi cracked melon seeds and turned to Chunmei and said, "Look, this is my real mother. She loved me so much when I first came back! She called me your sweetheart. Now it hasn't been long since she's seen me sitting idle. Sigh."

"Master, please stop laughing. I almost believed it."

"Huh." Mingyi glared at her and turned to go into the workshop.

"Oh, Mingyi is here. Why are you in the workshop today? Your mother is working in the workshop in front." One of Cheng's aunts was so surprised when she saw her that her eyes almost popped out.

Mingyi shook her head, "Aunt, I'm just here to take a walk in the workshop, you guys do your work, don't worry about me."

"Hey, little girl, come and be the supervisor."

"It's obvious that the children of Uncle Dazhu are promising. Mingli's child has even passed the imperial examination. They have saved our family a lot of taxes. Uncle Dazhu's workshop has helped our family make a lot of money. Compared to the past few years, we are living in a good place."

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"Aunt, you guys can chat, but please pay attention to the work in your hands!" Mingyi reminded them when she saw that their hands were obviously slower when they were chatting.

"Mingyi girl, let's talk while we work, it won't delay the work."

"Yes, there's no time to waste. Come here, girl, and let's talk. What have you been doing outside these years? I only heard from your brother that you did a lot of things in Fucheng and Pingyangguan, but I didn't understand a word. I only know that you have seen a lot of things outside."

"Really? It was hard to find you before and we country women like you. Now that you're here, why don't you stay and talk to us in detail?"

"Tell us in detail, we want to hear it."

Mingyi curled the corners of her lips slightly, "Aunts, work hard, we'll chat again when we have a chance; I still have to go to other workshops, so I won't chat with you anymore."

"Hey, don't go!"

"This girl should talk to me. I feel so empty inside."

"Who says it isn't?"

"Okay, let's stop talking. I can't tell you. He must be doing something important outside. How can I just talk about it casually?"

Fortunately, there is someone who understands.

Mingyi was very pleased when she walked out of the workshop. She was not used to bragging about her great achievements to others. Thinking of this, she quickened her pace and did not plan to continue looking around the workshop.

"Chunmei, hurry up, let's go home."

He walked very fast, as if he was escaping.

Chunmei looked at him with amusement, "Master, please slow down, don't walk too fast; if you don't want to talk, I can chat with them."

"Don't!" He stopped, glanced at her, and repeatedly signaled her to stop. "It's fine to walk outside and listen to what they say, but if the people in the tribe knew everything, they would brag about it. You have to know that bragging and gossip are the traditional hobbies of the common people for thousands of years. I don't want to hear a lot of nonsense every year when I come back for the New Year."