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Jiang Chen stretched and turned around, winking mysteriously at his parents who were still eating sunflower seeds, and his younger sister Jiang Ling who was sitting upright, looking expectant but not daring to speak.

"Dad, Mom, Lingling."

"Sit still, and don't blink. Now, the moment of witnessing a miracle is about to begin."

"What are you doing? Why are you acting so mysteriously?"

Jiang Jianjun laughed and cursed, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

Jiang Ling, the younger sister, was so excited that she clenched her little hands into fists, her eyes sparkling as she stared unblinkingly at her brother.

Jiang Chen chuckled, not revealing the answer immediately.

He turned around and, amidst expectant gazes, strode into his bedroom.

A few seconds later, he came out again.

He now has something more in his hand.

A large, shiny red plastic plate that Wang Xiuying's mother usually uses to hold freshly steamed white steamed buns.

This plate is found in every household in the village; it's inexpensive, practical, and full of rustic charm.

But now, the plate is covered with a brand new, equally bright red velvet cloth.

Beneath the red cloth, there was a bulge, stretched into an exaggerated arc, clearly indicating that it contained a substantial amount of food.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Jiang Chen imitated the tone of a magician on TV and shouted in a funny way.

He walked to the coffee table and placed the large red plate heavily in the center of the mahogany coffee table!

"Thump!"

A dull, loud bang.

The heavy thud made the plate of melon seeds on the coffee table jump in unison!

Jiang Jianjun's eyelids twitched.

This portion...something's not right!

Even if it were a plate full of gold ingots, it shouldn't be this heavy!

"Brother, what exactly is in there?"

Jiang Ling's curiosity had reached its peak. She craned her neck, wishing she could just reach out and lift the red cloth off.

Wang Xiuying was also puzzled. She couldn't imagine what kind of "miracle" could be contained in her ordinary plate of steamed buns.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

He simply placed his hands slowly on either side of the red cloth.

He could clearly feel that his parents and sister were holding their breath at that moment.

The entire house was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for the loud singing and dancing playing on the television.

With a sudden burst of force from Jiang Chen's wrist!

He cleanly and neatly ripped off the large red velvet cloth covering it!

"hiss--!!"

Just as the red cloth slipped off.

Inside the main room, all was neatly arranged, when three gasps of shock rang out!

Jiang Jianjun!

Wang Xiuying!

Jiang Ling!

The three people, as if frozen in place, suddenly leaned forward, their eyes wide open like copper bells, staring at the big red plastic plate!

Stacks and piles of brand-new 100-yuan bills, still sealed with the bank's seal!

The new money was neatly stacked on a plate, forming a dazzling, pink pyramid!

Each stack is a standard "ten thousand" unit.

These "cash bricks" stood close together, exuding the unique scent of new banknote ink. Their pinkish luster, under the bright crystal chandelier in the living room, reflected a magical halo that was a thousand times more alluring than the king crab from before!

This is hardly a New Year's gift.

This is clearly a work of art built with money, full of violent aesthetics!

The visual impact of this scene is a hundred times, a thousand times more shocking than the cold string of numbers in a mobile banking app!

"How much money is this... how much is this?"

Jiang Ling, the younger sister, stared wide-eyed. In all her life, she had never seen such a scene of cash piled up together, let alone in person or even in TV shows and movies!

She felt like she was having trouble breathing.

"Brother... is this money real?"

She stretched out her finger and carefully, as if afraid of disturbing something sacred, gently poked the top stack of money.

The firm texture and the unique embossed pattern clearly told her that this was not a dream!

"not much."

Jiang Chen leaned back on the sofa, arms crossed, and looked at his family members' naive and unsophisticated expressions, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.

He casually uttered a number.

"That's only 400,000."

He spoke of it so casually, as if it were just forty dollars.

But the words "400,000" were like three heavy bombs, exploding in the minds of Jiang Jianjun, Wang Xiuying, and Jiang Ling!

Four hundred thousand!

cash!

For a rural family that has spent their entire lives toiling in the fields, scrimping and saving, and even hesitating for half a day before buying a pound of pork, this is an astronomical figure that is enough to make them faint!

Jiang Jianjun's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

He wanted to reach into his pocket for a cigarette to calm his nerves, but he was so excited that his fingers were clumsy, and it took him a long time to finally pull out the cigarette pack.

He shakily pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and struck a match several times before finally lighting it.

But the next second, he realized that he was holding the cigarette upside down.

He lit the cigarette butt with the filter on!

"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Jiang Jianjun coughed repeatedly from the acrid smell of burning plastic and hurriedly threw his cigarette on the ground.

His disheveled appearance showed no trace of the composure of a head of the household.

Wang Xiuying's reaction was no better.

Her lips trembled as she looked at the money in the plate, then at her son, her mind buzzing and blank.

The most money she had ever seen in her life was the bank card with 500,000 yuan that Jiang Chen had given her last time.

But it was still a card.

Nothing is as shocking or real as the scene of 400,000 yuan in cash piled up in front of us!

Jiang Chen didn't give them much time to adjust.

He stood up, walked to the coffee table, and picked up two stacks of money, totaling 20,000 yuan, directly from the "mountain of money."

Then, without even looking, he threw them into the arms of his still dazed sister, Jiang Ling, like two bricks.

"Lingling, take this."

Jiang Chen's voice snapped Jiang Ling out of her shock.

She looked down at the heavy 20,000 yuan in her arms, and was at a loss for what to do.

"Brother, this...this is too much! I can't accept it!"

"Take it if it's given to you!"

Jiang Chen's tone left no room for argument.

"Consider this an advance on your college scholarship."

"I don't have any other requirements for you, just one."

Jiang Chen held up one finger and said with utmost seriousness, "From now on, when you buy things, whether it's food, clothes, or other necessities, you're not allowed to look at the price tag! You only need to consider two questions: first, do you like it? Second, do you need it?"

"As long as you don't break the law or engage in illicit relationships, I'll always back you up!"

Jiang Ling held the two bundles of money, which smelled of ink, and felt the unprecedented weight of them.

She looked up at her brother's serious face.

Tears, which I could no longer hold back, welled up in my eyes in a flash.

She nodded forcefully, choking back tears, unable to utter a single word.

I've calmed my sister down.

Jiang Chen then took out a full twenty stacks of money from the "mountain of money"!

Two hundred thousand!

He divided the 200,000 into two piles, one of which was 100,000.

Then, they were pushed in front of the father, Jiang Jianjun, and the mother, Wang Xiuying, respectively.

"Dad, Mom."

Jiang Chen's voice became gentle yet solemn.

"This 100,000 yuan per person is neither New Year's money nor retirement money."

"This is called a 'retirement living allowance'."

Seeing the utterly shocked expressions on the two elders' faces, Jiang Chen smiled and explained:

"You two, take this money and spend it to experience it."

"Buy whatever you want, eat whatever you want, without worrying about the cost or having to save money."

"Let's find out what kind of life you'd like after retirement."

"Remember this: never put your money in the bank! Putting money in the bank is like working for the bank; your money will lose value! Money only becomes money when you spend it!"

Looking at the mountain of cash in front of him.

He could feel the undeniable filial piety and domineering presence in his son's words.

Jiang Jianjun and Wang Xiuying were completely stunned by this heavy blow of happiness.

At this moment, the festive atmosphere in the Jiang family compound was accompanied by the rich aroma of ink.

It has reached an unprecedented peak!