I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

When Jiang Jianjun asked this question, his voice was very low, and his eyes showed a cautious desire for confirmation, as well as an excitement that he himself did not realize he could not contain.

His entire life has been suffocated by the word "poverty".

Even though Jiang Chen had given them 500,000 yuan before, and even though he still had 100,000 yuan in cash in his pocket.

That deep-seated insecurity still exists.

Until just now.

That earth-shattering fireworks display, those faces of villagers filled with awe, envy, and flattery.

That finally allowed his heart, which had been hanging in suspense for decades, to truly begin to settle down.

For the first time, he had a real sense that "our family seems to have really stood up again."

Jiang Chen looked into his father's expectant eyes and nodded heavily.

"Dad, don't worry."

"I can't guarantee anything else."

"But from today onwards, money will just be a number for our family."

"A number that...may never be spent in a lifetime."

Jiang Chen spoke casually.

But to Jiang Jianjun, those words were no less deafening than the loudest firework shell he had just heard!

You could never spend it all in a lifetime!

Jiang Jianjun's breathing instantly became heavy!

His chest heaved violently, and slowly, slowly, a flush of color, a mixture of ecstasy, excitement, and triumph, appeared on his weathered face!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Jiang Jianjun slapped his thigh and said "Good!" three times!

He felt that all the frustration, exhaustion, and resentment he had experienced in his life had vanished in the wake of his son's words!

He straightened his back, which had been bent from years of hard work.

At this moment, he was no longer the timid Jiang Jianjun who would bow and scrape before the village chief.

He felt like an ancient landlord or a great general returning home in glory, as depicted on television!

He turned around and, with a strong voice, shouted at the top of his lungs to the villagers who had not yet dispersed outside the courtyard!

"Dear fellow villagers! Uncles, aunts, and grandmas!"

His shout drew everyone's attention.

"Don't just stand there! Listen to what my son has to say!"

Jiang Chen was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by his father's sudden shout.

He realized that his father had become increasingly audacious.

This is complete arrogance!

However, he likes it!

Now that his father has set the stage, he, as the son, naturally has to put on a bigger show!

Jiang Chen cleared his throat, took two steps forward, and stood under the two bright red lanterns at the main entrance.

His voice, though not loud, clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Dear uncles, aunts, and grandmas! Thank you all for coming and supporting us during the Lunar New Year!"

"Everyone is happy today! We must have a prosperous and joyous New Year!"

"I'd like to wish everyone a Happy New Year in advance!"

As Jiang Chen spoke, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards the crowd.

The villagers immediately responded in unison.

"Chen'er, you're too kind!"

"Jianjun, you've raised a fine son! He's got potential!"

"That's right! It's a blessing for our whole village to have someone like Chen'er!"

Listening to these compliments and praises, Jiang Jianjun and Wang Xiuying's smiles never stopped; they could hardly stop smiling.

Jiang Chen waited until the murmurs subsided before continuing.

"All talk and no action is useless!"

Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year!

"It starts at 8 AM and ends at 8 PM!"

Jiang Chen held up one finger, his voice suddenly rising in pitch!

"As long as they are children from our Jiangjia Village, regardless of whether they are boys or girls, regardless of their age!"

"Everyone who comes to our house and kowtows to my parents to wish them a Happy New Year will receive a big red envelope!"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room erupted in chaos!

"My God! Really?"

"Chen'er, do you mean you'll get paid as long as I go?"

"Quick! Go home and tell your little rascals! They all need to wear their new clothes tomorrow and come to line up early!"

The crowd erupted in cheers!

Especially those families with many children, their eyes turned red as they looked at Jiang Chen as if he were a living god of wealth!

Seeing everyone's excitement, Jiang Chen's smile deepened.

This is exactly the effect he wanted!

"Don't worry, everyone! There will be plenty of red envelopes!"

"However, I do have a small request!"

Jiang Chen changed the subject.

"Children who come to offer New Year's greetings tomorrow must be clean and dressed in new clothes! When they kowtow, they must speak auspicious words loudly!"

"Whoever kowtows the loudest, and whoever speaks the most auspicious words, will personally receive an extra grand prize!"

"Alright! Brother Chen is so generous!"

"Don't worry, Chen'er! Tomorrow I'll make my son kowtow to your parents with all his might!"

"Haha! This year's New Year was quite interesting!"

Amidst deafening cheers, the crowd finally dispersed, satisfied.

The entire village was plunged into an unprecedented frenzy of anticipation for the new day because of Jiang Chen's promise.

The Jiang family compound has finally returned to peace.

The family returned to the warm main room.

Wang Xiuying looked at her son, her face showing a hint of unconcealed worry.

"Chen'er, are you really going to do that tomorrow? There are over a hundred children in our village, big and small, right? This... how much money will this cost?"

"Mom," Jiang Chen poured her a cup of hot tea, "Money is a small matter."

"Our family used to be poor. During the Lunar New Year, Lingling and I couldn't even afford to buy new clothes, and we rarely received any lucky money."

"I don't want the children in our village to experience the same things we did when we were kids."

"Besides, money only counts as money when it's spent. Making the whole village happy and bringing good fortune is more important than anything else!"

Jiang Jianjun was immersed in immense joy and pride when he heard this and slammed his hand on the table.

"Listen to your son!"

He glared at Wang Xiuying, his face full of arrogance, and said, "Our family isn't short of money! We want this kind of prestige! We want this kind of glory!"

"Tomorrow, you and I will sit right in the middle of the main room! We'll give food to everyone who comes! Let them see what kind of state the Jiang family is in now!"

Seeing her husband's smug expression, Wang Xiuying burst out laughing, and her worries completely vanished.

Late at night.

According to the village's custom, on New Year's Eve, every household's door must remain open to welcome the God of Wealth.

The Jiang family's brand-new mahogany gate was also kept wide open all night.

The two brand-new red lanterns at the entrance emitted a warm and festive light, illuminating the entire courtyard.

Jiang Chen lay on his soft, comfortable bed, listening to the occasional sporadic sounds of firecrackers outside the window, a satisfied smile on his lips, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

What he didn't know was.

Because of a promise he made tonight, tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year, will turn into a "carnival feast" for all the children in Jiangjia Village.

It will also become a lifelong nightmare for some of their awful relatives who have always disliked their family, and for their unruly children.

Just as he was about to fall asleep.

The phone on the bedside table vibrated slightly.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes and casually picked it up.

There were two WeChat messages.

The first message was sent by my cousin Jiang Xiaobei.

"Brother, the fireworks tonight were amazing! Thank you! Can I go with you tomorrow to give red envelopes to the kids? I want to contribute with my own money."

Jiang Chen smiled and replied with a single word: 【Okay.】

He was about to put down his phone.

A second message popped up.

It was an unfamiliar number with no profile picture.

[Jiang Chen, right? I heard you made a fortune this year; you've certainly made a grand entrance.]

Don't be too happy yet; I've seen plenty of people who have money but no life to enjoy it.

You'd better be prepared to spend a fortune at tomorrow's clan gathering.

Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you and your Audi will be able to drive out of Jiangjia Village intact.

The message was unsigned.

But Jiang Chen's eyes instantly turned cold.

Clan gathering.

Jiangjia Village.

That tone...

Instantly, the image of that hypocritical man with slicked-back hair, a beer belly, and a pen always tucked into his sleeve flashed into his mind.

Jiang Jianguo, my great-uncle!