Regarding the issue of giving red envelopes and money, Wang Ping'an was originally just an attempt, but he was recognized and rewarded by the Shennong auxiliary system, which rewarded a lot of merits.

So, no matter what these elderly people think or what they say, they will be happy to give money to themselves.

When the money is given out, you have gained merits, and this is happiness.

As for what others think, please keep in mind your own affairs.

Could it be that if you want to meet someone, you ask: "I give you money, do you care?"

Oh, it's just a joke.

Immortals act so freely and unruly.

"Uncle Deli, why are you the only one? What about the village accountant?" Wang Ping'an said to the village party secretary who came up with the money.

"Your accountant's son is back. I heard that he has run a small factory outside and has a promising future. He drove a BMW this morning, which is so grand. Lao Lu is so happy that he is entertaining guests at home. He is too lazy to even ask about the money."

Village Party Secretary Wang Deli replied.

Wang Ping'an nodded, and had some impression of the son of the accountant Lu Aimin family. They were all peers, but they didn't play together when they were young.

After all, at that time, Wang Ping'an was a fool and not many people played with him.

Like Lu Dashan, the son of the accountant family, Wang Guodong, the son of the village party secretary, is a smart child, and is a child king in the village. There are too many places to play and I don’t want to pay attention to people like Wang Ping'an.

Just like Wang Ping'an now, he will not deliberately deal with the real stupid Xiaodong in the village.

In other words, Wang Ping'an is difficult to communicate with the real three fools Wang Wencai. He has been together for a shorter and shorter time and has gradually become a stranger.

This is the reason why the Tao is different and they do not plan for each other.

In the village's words, it's called not going to pee in a pot.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an raised the money in his hand and said, "Since the accountant is not here, please register. Those who have received the money can just press a fingerprint behind their name."

"Okay, anyway, this is your money, you have the final say, there are no complicated procedures." Wang Deli agreed happily.

These poor and widowed old men and widowed men in the village were so happy when they saw this show that they actually paid for it.

"Oh, Erbao is such a good person. I just said that this child has been honest since he was not lying to others."

"Yes, this kid really didn't lie when he was a child, and I can testify to this."

"Thank you so much, thank you so much, so much money, I can have a happy New Year."

Those who did not receive the money and those who received the money were praised by Wang Ping'an and praised him as a flower, the most beautiful young people in the village.

Even a few elderly people who did not meet the poverty conditions received money.

So Wang Ping'an's merit value was silently increased by several times.

From the time Wang Ping'an arrived at the village committee, to the time he finished sending the money, he pressed his handprints, it took less than ten minutes in total.

"Okay, everyone has already received the money, so let's disperse it. If so much money is not safe to keep at home, it will be deposited in a credit union or bank in the town."

The village party secretary began to drive people away, after all, it was not surprising that a large group of people had been crowded in the village committee.

So the group thanked each other again, chatted and laughed, and walked out.

At this moment, the village accountant Lu Aimin walked into the village committee compound with his son Lu Dashan, and happened to walk towards the group of old men and women.

Lu Dashan is in his twenties, two or three years older than Wang Ping'an. He went out to work after junior high school. He is very smart and clever. After learning skills, he opened a small factory by himself.

Why do people of the same age in the village who don’t even have a memory clip dare to show off in front of themselves?
Chapter completed!