Zhao Yan looked at them and chuckled, "Alright, everyone will spend the New Year in Granny Wu's village."
"Then let's go, let's all go."
Granny Wu's home was in Wu Family Village.
Sitting in the car, Zhao Yan held three-year-old Qin Niannian, playfully teasing the child, who giggled with delight.
"Godmother, my mommy always tells me you're amazing!"
"Nothing can stump you!"
Zhao Yan raised her hand and pinched Qin Niannian's nose.
"Your mommy is the amazing one, for giving birth to such a cute child like Niannian."
Wang Xianzhi, sitting beside her, felt envious. At his age, he certainly couldn't have children.
He looked back at his son in front, saying, "Hurry up and have another child, I want to be Master's godson or goddaughter."
Hearing this, Wang Dan in front wore a wry expression.
"Dad, you are Master Zhao's disciple. Is it appropriate for you to ask me to have a child to be Master Zhao's godson or goddaughter?"
Wang Xianzhi pouted, "I'll ask for myself, and my grandson will ask for himself. They don't conflict."
Wang Dan: "..."
"Master Zhao, you even had this road repaired and helped the villagers plant fruit to get out of poverty. You are truly too kind."
"The village used to be so deserted, but now it's so lively," Granny Wu beamed.
"How has the fruit been selling recently?" Zhao Yan asked.
Granny Wu nodded quickly, "Oh, it's selling exceptionally well."
"It's all sold out long ago, thanks to your promotion."
In the past, the village was just self-sufficient, but now everyone was prospering, with a car parked in front of every house.
"That's good," Zhao Yan said happily.
Upon arriving at Wu Family Village, many people were waiting at the entrance.
When they saw the car stop, Zhao Yan got out. The village chief, who was leading the group, quickly presented a large red flower.
"Miss Zhao, Happy New Year. We are all ready, just waiting for you to join us at the table," the village chief said with a cheerful smile.
"Pop pop pop!"
Many firecrackers went off, showering Zhao Yan with confetti.
"Great! Thank you!" Zhao Yan smiled.
"Miss Zhao, Happy New Year."
A bouquet of flowers was handed to her. Zhao Yan looked up, slightly surprised, "Boss Lin, why are you here too?"
"Mama Lin, you're here too."
Lin Xihang said, "If we didn't come, we probably wouldn't be able to find you."
Lin's mother covered her mouth and smiled, "We are always quite lonely during holidays, so we thought we'd spend it with Miss Zhao."
Zhao Yan glanced at Granny Wu, then at Lin Xihang and the others, understanding why Granny Wu had been so insistent with her invitation.
"Haha, Miss Zhao!"
Zhao Yan turned around and saw, "Boss Zhou."
She hadn't expected Boss Zhou to be there too.
Luxury cars were parked one after another at the village entrance.
"This year, we must spend the New Year with Miss Zhao, to share in her good fortune!"
"Everyone gets one," Boss Zhou took out a stack of red envelopes and distributed them one by one.
"I'm married, and I still get one?" Wu Jiaxin asked with a surprised laugh.
"You're still a child even if you're married. Just a slightly older child. Don't mind if it's a small amount."
Upon reaching the table, Zhao Yan saw an old man eating a pig's trotter.
"Old man, you didn't even tell me you were coming," Zhao Yan said to the scruffy old man.
The scruffy old man replied, "You left me at the dojo to guard it. Countless people come to offer incense every day. I'm too busy to tell you."
A long table was filled with people.
Zhao Yan looked at the people around her, laughing and chatting, and couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
She now had company shares, and her franchise stores were spread across the country.
She had long achieved the life of leisurely relaxation she had once desired.
Looking back now, she couldn't help but sigh. Raising her glass, she stood up and said, "Come, let us welcome the New Year, and raise our glasses in celebration!"
"Cheers! Cheers!!"
The End of the Book
ps: Well! This book has come to an end.
In fact, the data for this book was very, very poor. I barely made any money, just enough for a bottle of Pocari Sweat a day, and sometimes a reader's reward would get me two bottles.
It was mainly written out of passion.
The shortcomings are that I wrote this book too hastily this year, and many plot points were not handled well. I'm not very satisfied with my writing.
The chapter written today, including this one, brings the book to nearly 620,000 characters. It's time to say goodbye.
Thank you all for your companionship.
Love you all! Mwah!
May the mountains remain green and the rivers flow long, we'll meet again in the next book.
Wishing all my dear readers good health, all the best, all your wishes come true, and great fortune!