Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

When people in the village pay New Year's greetings, they usually only include two or three cash in their red envelopes. Each family has many children, so the total can be about ten cash, which can be used to buy several meat buns.

If you meet a big family, seven or eight children.

The red envelopes given will be even more.

Therefore, Yan Xia does not want to encourage comparison. The new year's money is for the children. If the money is too big, the other party will not be able to afford it, and the children will not be able to get it. It is better to give it to a small one and let these children keep it for themselves.

"Ouch, I can't take it, Xiaoxia, take it back."

Aunt Wang and Yan Xia started playing Tai Chi.

"Zirong, take it. Yesterday's red envelope was a reward for the workers. Today's red envelope is different. It's just a few copper coins. It's a gift from the elders to the younger ones. Come on, take this red envelope. Don't listen to your grandma. Be good. , save it to buy candies."

After refusing like this for dozens of minutes, Zhao Zirong reluctantly accepted the red envelope, and the other families were no exception. In Yan Xia's eyes, as long as they are not married, they are all children. Brother Qian and Zhao Dali's family are sincere, so Yan Xia gave, Several children smiled and thanked them and took it immediately.

After seeing them off, Yan Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

Starting from the day after tomorrow, she plans to close the door and thank guests.

Soon, the night passed.

Just after dawn, there was a noise outside the door.

Xiao Ji opened the door to the courtyard, and there were many people standing outside.

There were at least thirty or forty people there, but with so many people, there were only four adults.

They are all children.

Yan Xia was having breakfast in the main room. She followed the sound and looked outside. She was confused when she saw the dense crowd of children.

These villagers were more shameless than she imagined.

More and more people were outside the door as time went by.

Wait for Yan Xia to finish breakfast.

Almost half the children in the village came.

There are also many new faces, probably from other villages.

From the words of the aunties who came to ask for red envelopes yesterday, everyone in the village thought that Yan Xia gave her red envelopes for nothing today.

Of course, there are also some who are thin-skinned or have good views and are too embarrassed to come.

It only occupies a small part of the village.

"Ms. Yan, when are you going to give me the red envelope? My sister-in-law and sister-in-law happened to be resting at my house yesterday, so I brought their children here today."

"My family is the same. There are more than a dozen children. Including my nephews, there are 20 in total."

"Hey, you guys are thicker-skinned than me. I just called all the children at home. You must have called all the children in the clan."

"My youngest son is only fifteen and has not yet been married, so he is still considered a child. And my nephew, although he is already seventeen, has just been engaged and is not considered a married man. You should give them to him as well."

"......"

Xiao Ji moved a chair for Yan Xia and placed it in the middle of the yard, facing the gate. He also brought a small wooden table in the main room and put the red paper packets prepared in advance yesterday on the table, making it a big pile. I made a cup of hot tea and spread the charcoal and paper on the table.

After getting ready, he helped Yan Xia sit on the chair.

Yan Xia looked at the aunts and ladies outside the door.

I saw them all talking their own words, plus the noise of the children.

It's simply more chaotic than the wet market.

Yan Xia, who had very good hearing, had a headache.

"Shut up! If you make any more noise, I will close the door. My daughter-in-law is still pregnant, so don't disturb her rest."

Yan Xia moved Xiao He out and said.

Sure enough, it was quiet outside.

"Since everyone wants red envelopes, they should line up one by one, and the children from each family will come in in batches to kowtow to me and say auspicious words."

Red envelopes are not so easy to get.

Unlike in the north, here there is no custom of the younger generation kowtow to their elders during the Chinese New Year.

At most, just say some auspicious words.

Yan Xia did it on purpose.

She just wanted to disgust these villagers to death.

Sure enough, when they heard this, the aunts and ladies outside the door gave up, but the red envelopes on the table made them feel itchy again.

If you kowtow, you will embarrass your ancestors. If you don’t kowtow, who wouldn’t want the free money?

"I'm coming, children, come in and kowtow with me, until your grandma Yan is satisfied!"

Aunt Mao responded the fastest. She has 8 great-grandchildren, including relatives, a total of 25.

If only one person had one tael of silver.

I got the 25 taels.

Good guy, what’s wrong with kowtow?

Anyway, when she dies, these brats won’t have to be beaten by her.

There will be no money to take it by then.

Under the command of Aunt Mao, 25 furry children lined up in five rows in front of Yan Xia.

There are five people in each row.

They all knelt down.

Kowtowed three times.

"Tell me, I wish your grandma Yan a long life, all the best, a golden grandchild, and good luck!"

Aunt Mao’s voice was high-pitched, just like a host.

Five rows of children imitated her words and spoke together.

"I wish you, grandma Yan, a long life, a long life..."

The oldest child kneeling on the ground is only ten years old. The younger one has just learned to walk and speaks stumblingly.

Yan Xia picked up the tea cup and took a sip without saying anything, nor did she make any move to give a red envelope.

Aunt Mao knew that she was dissatisfied.

Some of them cursed them angrily.

These children learned it three times in a row before they could speak it neatly.

"I wish Grandma Yan a long life, all the best, a golden grandchild, and good fortune!"

Yan Xia put down the tea cup.

He nodded, wrote a rough word on the paper with charcoal pen, and said with a smile.

"Well, very good. I have written down your family on the paper. Take your children and wait outside. Xiaoji will give you red envelopes later. Is there anyone who kowtows? If not, let's disperse. It's too late. Don’t wait.”

The people outside the door were anxious. They were still hesitant at first. After hearing this, they crowded into the courtyard one by one.

"Don't argue, take your time."

In this way, more than 100 children kowtowed to Yan Xia one after another.

The number of people is still increasing, and there are still seventy or eighty people outside the hospital.

It seems that more than 200 children came today.

You must know that there are only 150 children in Baihua Village, including a small number of people who did not come.

So 50% are from other villages.

After sitting for half an hour, they finished kowtowing and saying auspicious words.

Yan Xia felt extremely comfortable.

It's so cool to be an elder, especially when I think of these people waiting to open the red envelopes.

She felt even better.

"Xiaoji, sweet-scented osmanthus, and wintersweet, give out red envelopes together! One to each household!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a noise outside the yard.

"What the hell? One for each household? Are you kidding me? Who gives red envelopes to each household?"

"That's right, if I had said it would be one per household, I would have let my eldest son take over. My little nephew is only two years old."

"Mr. Yan, aren't you playing tricks on us? How can one family be the same?"

“…”

Yan Xia smiled coldly.

"Then do you want it or not?"

They were very angry when they heard this, but one tael was money, and they kowtowed, so don't be grateful.

"want!"

"Hurry up and give out red envelopes!"

Yan Xia raised her chin, Xiao Ji and the other three understood instantly, picked up the red envelope on the table, and the family gave one to them.