Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

After saying that, Zhang Qian's cousin got up and walked out.

There's no point in staying here any longer; the situation is just too awkward.

Young people, it's normal for them to be short-sighted.

She enjoys talking big for a moment, but she doesn't care when things get out of control.

"This child has misunderstood, sigh..." Zhang Qian's mother sighed.

People are even using phrases like "I'm afraid she'll steal my job."

Even if that's the truth, you can't say it like that.

It's a favor if I can help, but it's my right not to. It's as if their family owes her something.

Moreover, she gets so impulsive with just a few words. Even if she manages to infiltrate the small clinic, this kind of mentality will only drag her daughter down sooner or later.

So refusing was the right thing to do, which immediately relieved her of any psychological burden.

Because of this incident, Aunt Si left after a short while, and the others gradually dispersed as well!

Zhang Qian felt she hadn't done anything wrong, so she didn't try to influence the situation further and went back to her room to rest alone.

This incident taught her a lesson: you really can't let your relatives know you're doing too well, or they'll definitely get jealous!

She currently has 11 yuan on the surface, and so many people know that. Who knows, in a few days someone might even ask her for a loan.

......

Ye Chen was unaware of what had happened at Zhang Qian's home.

In his enthusiasm for sending red envelopes, he sent 10 yuan each to Dongzi and Along.

Although Dongzi and Along are not short of money now, it's not wrong for him, as the eldest brother, to show some appreciation.

Dongzi Along didn't have many pretentious words; his words were quite direct, basically saying that he would fight for this lifetime!

Ye Chen also gave Xiao Qi 10 yuan. He originally wanted to give more, but then he thought that Xiao Qi was still on campus and didn't have many places where he needed money for the time being.

Let's give her 10 RMB first, that way we'll have an excuse and won't put too much pressure on her.

After all, he gave everyone 10, so it's reasonable for him to give his second disciple 10 as well!

Even 10 yuan put some pressure on Xiao Qi, who called twice to say that she didn't lack money and that the amount given was too much.

Ye Chen insisted repeatedly, and Xiao Qi finally accepted it.

"Master, I'll accept this money for now. I'll open a new bank account in Lucheng and deposit it there. You can ask me for money whenever you need it!"

These were Xiao Qi's exact words, which touched Ye Chen deeply.

Xiao Qi also shared some good news with Ye Chen: he had just broken through to the seventh level of Qi Refining tonight.

Xiao Qi's cultivation speed is undeniable; he's already caught up with Da Huang.

It might surpass Da Huang soon.

Finally, Ye Chen also transferred a 2 yuan red envelope to Xiao An.

This is the boy who has been quietly helping out at his shop for several months.

He doesn't talk much, but he demonstrates his words through his actions.

Ye Chen could naturally tell whether a person was being sincere or faking it.

Although he did not officially join the TCM clinic, over this period of time, everyone has come to accept his presence.

I'm practically a part-time practitioner at a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

The red envelope wasn't big, but it was a small token of my appreciation.

Xiao An was watching TV with her mother when she suddenly received a transfer notification and was immediately stunned.

"What's wrong, Xiao An? Who transferred money to you?"

"Brother Ye forwarded this to me!" Xiao An said in a daze.

"Dr. Ye transferred money to you? Why did he transfer money to you?" Xiao An's mother leaned forward to take a look.

"There's more text below: 'You reap what you sow.' We've all seen your silent dedication. Wishing you a happy Spring Festival, a joyful family reunion, and new achievements in the coming year..."

Xiao An read it aloud in a low voice, and her voice started to sound hoarse towards the end.

Xiao An and her son realized that this was a New Year's red envelope from Ye Chen.

2 RMB is a huge sum of money for them!

Xiao An's mother waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, we can't accept this money. He already paid you for helping out at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. We can't take this money. People should know how to be content!"

Xiao An nodded: "I'll call Brother Ye right now."

He only occasionally helps out at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic; he doesn't work full-time, yet he earns the same salary as a full-time worker.

Brother Ye not only had been kind to them, but also took such good care of him, which made him extremely grateful.

Although they are short of money right now, 2 yuan is like a lifeline for them.

However, one should also have a moral compass.

Simple people with simple thoughts.

The call connected quickly, and Xiao An hurriedly spoke:

"Brother Ye, why are you sending me a red envelope? I can't accept it. I haven't done anything wrong, and I feel ashamed to receive it. My mother and I appreciate your kindness, but we really can't take the money!"

Ye Chen smiled and shook his head: "You call me Brother Ye, consider it a New Year's gift from your older brother!"

"But Brother Ye, I—"

Xiao An was about to say something when Ye Chen interrupted her, saying, "There's no 'but.' Everyone has one. If you want to continue working for me, just accept it and buy your mother something nice to eat."

"Money is just an external thing, you know? That's all for now, I'm busy here!"

"Oh, oh, well, then Happy New Year, Brother Ye! Please go ahead with your work!" Xiao An stammered.

Ye Chen hummed in agreement and hung up the phone.

Xiao An looked at her mother: "Mom, you heard it too!"

The two stared at the 2 yuan on their phones in silence for a long time.

Even the once-lightweight cell phones seem heavier than before.

After a long pause, Xiao An's mother slowly spoke: "Xiao An, in your life you will meet countless people, but you may not meet even one benefactor who can lend you a hand!"

"Poverty reveals true feelings, wealth reveals true character."

"When my son and I were in dire straits, look at our relatives and friends, did anyone even try to lend us a hand?"

"No, not a single one is reliable!"

"We were complete strangers to Ye Enren, yet he helped us so much. He has been a great benefactor to my mother and me."

He is the greatest benefactor in your life!

"You'd better work hard from now on to repay Ye's kindness, understand? If I find out you're shirking your duties, don't blame me for disowning you as my son!"

Xiao An's mother spoke very seriously.

Xiao An pursed her lips and nodded emphatically: "I know, Mom. I know who's good to me. As long as Brother Ye doesn't kick me out, I'll follow him for the rest of my life!"

Xiao An's mother nodded with satisfaction: "With the help of benefactors, you yourself must also strive to do your best, learn skills, and become irreplaceable!"

......

After sending a red envelope to Xiao An, Ye Chen also sent two red envelopes to his parents.

However, he used a paper red envelope.

In his opinion, paper still has a better feel to it!

Otherwise, it's just a string of cold, hard numbers.

"Mom and Dad, this is your New Year's money!" Ye Chen handed the large red envelope to his parents.

There's only one stack inside; any more wouldn't fit!

Mr. and Mrs. Ye were very happy and gratified.

Receiving a red envelope from my son can only be described with two words: happiness!

Ye's mother even posted a message on her WeChat Moments to "show off"!

"If it were my daughter-in-law..." Before Ye's mother could finish her sigh, Ye Chen had already disappeared.

......

Families across the country celebrate reunion, some enjoying themselves in harmony and happiness.

But some people are still out there running around, without even a proper meal.

In a dilapidated basement, a middle-aged man in his fifties looked disheveled, with several men in black and a portable telegraph machine beside him.

"What did they say? When will our pick-up team arrive?"

"Director, they said..." A man in black hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The middle-aged man frowned: "What did you say? Stop stammering!"

"They say someone wants the bow that Ye Chen has..."