Chapter 707 Five dollars

Since Fatty took office as the village party secretary, the first meeting was to curb the trend of gambling and achieved a complete success. There is no way. If anyone is dissatisfied, he will come with the gambling god in Kushantun. Don’t blame others if he loses his pants.

In fact, whether it is mahjong or playing cards, the fat man moved a little, and could kill all directions by changing cards casually. This trick is only one of the most clever ones, and it is the most clever one.

"Fatty, when do you have shortage of money, go to Macau and have a walk around for a while." This is the sentence that everyone said the most when they saw the fat man in the past two days.

"Hehe, that money is boring. We will only be able to spend it comfortably by spending it." The fat man was so impressed that he would not do anything about the pie falling from the sky. If he was really short of money, he would be much less close to Nanwazi than Macau.

In a blink of an eye, it was the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. As soon as I finished breakfast, many people walked to Fatty’s house with red paper. It turned out that they were writing pairs.

At the beginning, Fatty wrote several books happily, but unexpectedly, there were more and more people, and even the outer room was full. The fatty man couldn't help but worry: "Uncle Wu, you have a few more things to do, I can't do it!"

"The couplets sold now are all the same better than the words "Fu Fu". The fat uncle wrote so ugly that he can't catch up with me." Qiqi muttered while cutting paper.

"What do you know about the little girl? Now Fat Brother is famous for the Golden Finger. The things he wrote are hanging at home and you will definitely make a fortune." Li Suozi shouted. After the fat man swept the casino last time, he won the title of Golden Finger. Everyone mainly wanted to benefit from it.

The fat man wiped his forehead with his sleeve: "Who doesn't have a door god? My body is just right."

Everyone laughed together, finished writing couplets from Fatty's house, and then went to Tang Fengshan to get money. His house was also very lively, and a large group of tourists were enjoying him carving money. I saw Tang Fengshan carrying a knife like the wind, and there was no need to write a manuscript. The stacks of money were completed in his skillful hands, which was really amazing.

This is true kung fu, and it belongs to the powerful genre; the fat man mainly relies on fame, and is basically from the idol genre.

One after another, many people came to Kaoshantun, all of them were like going home for the New Year: Ye Haibo and his wife came with their children, Yaya's family also came, Lin Feng and Wu Qiong and others were even more. In addition, Governor Ye, Bao Wenjing and others also came back, and they went home legitimately.

This was even more lively. Every household was decorated with lights and aisle flags were pulled in the yard, and the colorful lights were flashing on the windows. Some people even pulled a lot of colorful lights on the lantern poles. Thinking about the scene of lighting candles in the lanterns back then, it was really earth-shaking.

If you have modern things, you can’t throw away old antiques. When the fat man is fine, he will make small lanterns for the little kids, use canned bottles, blow off the bottom, attach a piece of wood, and pass two strands of iron wire, and nail a small nail in the middle of the piece, leaving a candle to be inserted.

I made more than ten in one go and distributed them to the little kids. As a result, everyone curled their lips: "Who is still interested in this? Now they are all electronic lights, which are convenient and beautiful."

The fat man had no choice but to give these bottles and jars to Maomao, one for each monkey. He was so happy that he carried them outside to show off at night. After a walk around, they were all broken.

With joy and noisy, the New Year finally ushered in. Early in the morning, I got up and worked hard to paste couplets and stick money. Qiqi stood on the edge of the door frame happily: "Fat uncle, mom and dad, please see if I grow taller!"

The fat man took a ruler and measured it for a long time: "Not bad, it has grown nearly one centimeter, and I have to continue working hard to become a fat uncle as soon as possible."

Qiqi cheered and hugged her neck one by one. Everyone looked at the little girl with a smile. You know, Qiqi didn’t grow up and didn’t get pregnant with a big braid. This has always been a concern for everyone.

The fat man looked at Qiqi, then looked at Xiaoyu, and grinned: Now, there will be no more regrets.

After the family was busy, they hurried to the wild vegetable factory. Because there were too many people and several families gathered together for the New Year, so they borrowed this place to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner.

The fat man pinched the menu: "The old rules are that the family of two dishes are made by themselves, and then put them together to eat. Now we start to register the name of the dish--"

Now that living standards have improved, everyone doesn’t care about food and drink. The key is to have this atmosphere, so of course the fat man has to create it.

Everyone talked and started to work hard, while the fat man sneaked to the large courtyard of the production team, and the yangko team was ready to go. Now they don’t get a few boxes of cigarettes or a few dollars to pay for New Year’s greetings, so the first stop was to greet New Year’s Eve to set off the atmosphere.

The first stop was of course the temporary families of foreign tourists. The drums and drums were beating and the trumpets were blowing, and everyone twisted them. Suddenly, the atmosphere of the New Year became popular.

Among the team, the Monkey Army led by the young boss and the Bear Team led by Benben are the most attractive. Not to mention the children in the city, even the children from Kushantun have never seen this.

He was so anxious that he snatched the stupid red silk, and then followed the team and twisted his butt, making the children laugh and bent over.

"The boss rewards--" The fat man pretended to shout, then took a cigarette from the owner, opened it, opened it, and distributed it to everyone. He could smoke one, and it was done.

After smoking, two thorns came to the fat man, stretching out his hairy claws to ask for cigarettes. These two guys don’t learn well, and they also learn to smoke. They are addicted to smoking. If they don’t smoke for a day, they will get blinded.

When I moved to the next house, I first set off a firecracker, and then started to twist it. The family was a few minutes, and a small program was completed. Then each person had a piece of candy, which was not empty-mouthed or empty-handed.

After walking around for a few times, Benben and Maomao's pockets were almost filled. Only Taigun had a big appetite and ate it if you had something. I didn't know how to keep a backup plan, so I followed Benben's butt and was stuck behind him.

Before he knew it, he came to Fatty's house and twisted for a while, then the Fatty was still shouting: "The boss rewarded it-"

The big braid walked out of the house with a smile, and fired fruits one by one. The fat man shouted in a loud voice: "The boss rewarded each person with 10,000 yuan—"

"Fat Uncle, get the money!" Qiqi reached out her little hand in front of the fat man.

Fatty Kaba Kaba’s little eyes: “My family doesn’t count—”

After a short day of trouble, I took the bus to Nanwazi and the sanatorium in the middle and twisted around. It was two o'clock in the afternoon and left and went back to my home for the New Year's Eve dinner. The fat man carried Qiqi on his shoulders, followed by Chou Chou, Benben on the left and Maomao on the right, and returned to the wild vegetable factory. I saw the flowery faces and white foxes walking in the courtyard, and even the jujube and white horses were gnawing on the grass. For the New Year's Eve dinner, I had to have a reunion.

Everyone sat around five tables. After the fat man shouted, the girls and wives began to serve dishes up, and according to the order of the old, middle-aged and young, one table after another, busy but not messy. For every dish, the fat man picked up the menu and signed up the dishes, and there was the name of the processor behind it, which was very lively.

The dishes were served and everyone sat down. Then the fat man picked up the wine glass: "I'll just say a few words in plain language. This year our theme is reunion. After so many years, we have finally gathered everyone together. There are old people over a hundred years old and fetuses still in their belly. There are our closest relatives and friends. Everyone gathered together to welcome the New Year. This relationship is hard-won and precious—"

"Don't speak for more than one minute, otherwise the food will be cold!" Governor Ye saw the fat man's attitude and wanted to make a long speech, and quickly reminded him.

The fat man grabbed the back of his head: "Thousands of words are summed up in one sentence, I hope we have today every year, do it--"

Everyone applauded and then picked up the wine glasses, including white wine, fruit wine, and beer drinks. Anyway, they were happy to drink anything.

You say one by one, and the toasts one by one. Anyway, the old men received the most blessings, hoping that they would live a healthy and long life. Secondly, they were big braids, Qiqi was not bad, and they all congratulated her on growing up. Only the fat man was working in vain and didn't catch anything. He kept drinking, and was still smiling and not drunk.

After eating for more than two hours, it was only after the whole trip. It was dark outside. The fat man led his family and just returned home. As a result, a group of children came to pay New Year's greetings to him. Everyone knew that the fat man's biggest prescription back then was given five yuan for the New Year. The five yuan at that time could be used as much as 200 yuan now.

"It's been prepared for you!" The fat man's big face drank red, and he was so dizzy that he pulled out a stack of brand new tickets from his pocket.

"It's still five yuan!" The little kids shouted immediately, all extremely disappointed.

The fat man lowered his head and looked in his hand: "Hehe, I took it wrong, this one was fooling them-" After saying that, he pulled out two new red posts: "Come on, two for each person."

Only then did the children turn their worries into joy, come up and kowtow happily, and then run in groups of joy.

Seeing that there was still a lot of money left in his hand, the fat man glanced at him: "Yaya, Ye Zi, Wu Qiong, and Yingying, you are also juniors, come and get the New Year's money."

Several girls were a little reluctant, and Yaya said, "Fat Uncle, you look younger than us now."

"Hehe, then don't kowtow, just get the money." The fat man also sent them two copies, and finally gave Lin Feng two copies, which made Lin Feng look embarrassed.

The fat man clicked his eyes a few times: "Everyone is in the house of several old men. Remember to kowtow more, you will definitely be able to make a fortune."

After saying that, he saw Maomao and their eyes approaching, quickly put the big tickets on it, then took out the stacks of five pieces, and put them into their chest pockets one by one.

Unexpectedly, the monkeys and the men often buy things and know the size of money. They can still separate the amount of money at least five or one hundred yuan, but they all kneel down and couldn't get up.

The fat man had no tricks, so he had to post red stickers to them. Seeing that the fat man was also waiting to receive the reward, the fat man took out a five-yuan piece for it. It was estimated that this guy had been doing it for a short time, and he didn't know what to do.

Pangpang looked at the RMB on his hand, then rolled his tongue, ate it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and spit it on the ground. It was probably because the ink smelled too much.

"You prodigal son--" The fat man picked up the money from the ground, and there were several holes leaking on it. Just as he was about to scold him, the old man Wu roared from the east room: "Why are you still here to kowtow to me? If you don't have New Year's money, you'll give it to Qiqi!"

"I still have a share, haha--" The fat man didn't care about fatness and ran to the east room happily. The three old men were sitting side by side on the kang, and the fat man lay on the ground, kowtowed three times to each person.

Standing up and taking the New Year's money, the fat man was stunned: "It's five yuan, and the maomao has increased to one hundred-"
Chapter completed!