Sigang customs, stay at home on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and go out to visit and greet New Year on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Mr. Han, Mr. Li, brother-in-law Li Taipeng, played the midnight card with several neighbors who had a relatively successful business last night. Mr. Han, Mr. Li, and brother-in-law Li Taipeng's mother watched the Spring Festival Gala after 12 o'clock.

Li Xiaolei and her elder sister Han Fang went crazy with their three children for one night.

The whole family was exhausted and they all slept at home on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Open the door, burn incense, set off firecrackers, and send you to the door to "sing the piano" (a way to beg), and "sing the phoenix" (a way to have fun money during the Spring Festival) all these things fall on Han Bo.

Lighting incense candles to worship the gods, and lighting the big dou of incense at the door (a huge incense that is worn into a pagoda) is just a custom, not a feudal superstition. As a Sigang person, Han Bo plenary session, he will follow the procedures meticulously.

Make sure that the family members don’t want to get up at 10 o’clock, cook a bowl of dumplings for themselves first, and after eating, sit in the living room to prepare red envelopes.

Mr. Han is rich, generous and famous.

As long as he comes back to celebrate the Spring Festival, he will "sing the piano", "sing the phoenix", "sending the God of Wealth", and those who have no props and run over to speak auspicious words and like money will regard the Han family as their first stop.

This year, there are a bunch of people coming.

The "singing the piano" alone, and the "singing the phoenix" comes with a bunch of people carrying a big phoenix made of colorful paper. They are not beggars, but all the village cadres around them, and they know the Han family well. If anyone has something to do, they will do this during the Spring Festival. It is said that the money earned by "singing the phoenix" during the Spring Festival can be worth half a year of their salary.

They swayed and sang at the door, and the lyrics were specially compiled for the Lao Han family.

I wish President Han a prosperous business and a prosperous wealth;

I wish Director Han a prosperous future and success;

I wish President Li a happy work and a permanent youth;

...

From the old man to the children, the Han family will not be left behind.

The Han family has long been used to it, and they handled it according to the number of people. Each person had a red envelope and a red envelope filled with 50 yuan. The first few "singing the piano" and sent it away empty-handedly. The village cadres who "singing the Phoenix" stayed on and kept singing and sang repeatedly.

A village accountant who was wearing a black leather bag on his chest and was responsible for collecting money, sang a few words and ran up and laughed: "Director Han, President Han's business is getting bigger and bigger. You are making progress every year, so this will also increase. Progress."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to beat the gongs behind him and started to cheer each other, congratulating Director Han on his promotion every year!

What a habit of being used to be a bad habit. If my family runs a bank, why are you always extorted by you?

Han Bo is most afraid of such a person and such a thing.

Mr. Han Bo, who is not easy to talk to, dissipated another cigarette and said apologetically: "Everyone, you know what the salary is about. My father and my father-in-law drank too much last night and have not sobered up yet. I only have a small budget and have taken out a month's salary. Thank you, thank you, that's it. There are still many families who haven't gone there, right?"

"Director Han..."

"Everyone walk slowly, and I wish you all a happy New Year."

They coaxed and deceived, coaxed and pushed them, and finally sent these plague gods away. Before leaving, they were still half of the soft China.

Han Bo was very depressed when he robbed the police chief’s house and actually made them succeed.

The profit is far lower than expected, so the lyrics of "Goodie" are in vain. Gu Sanlin, the leader of "Singing Phoenix", was also very depressed. When he walked out of the Han family, he said unhappily: "Han Bo is unhappy and will not help! He is far inferior to him. He has such a hard relationship and has so much money. No wonder he is still a deputy director and has been transferred to the southwest."

"I'm unhappy. His family has 40 million. He doesn't have 50 million. He treats us as beggars." A village cadre looked back at the Han family compound with a look of disdain.

"Class Secretary Gu, what does it mean to not help? I don't have the idea of ​​hometown?"

"You don't know, Old Chen knows that if I hadn't helped, his homestead would have been approved and his house would have been built? I thought that many friends would have many roads, but my Xiaolin police academy graduated from a regular police academy and passed the exam with her ability. I asked him to say hello to the leaders of the county public security bureau. He didn't even want to call me."

A cadre in the neighboring village did not know these situations and asked curiously: "What happened later?"

"My Xiaolin is very proud and doesn't help but take the exam. She took the exam by herself. After two years, she was not admitted to the county public security bureau, but directly took the municipal bureau. Now she is in the Vehicle Management Office of the Traffic Management Bureau."

"Lao Gu, there are some things we can say, but you can't say them. If you don't care, you have to think about your Xiaolin."

Gu Sanlin's face turned upright and said angrily: "I'm afraid of him, what a joke! When people leave, they are cold and they are transferred to the southwest. Can they still be in charge of the affairs of the Nangang Public Security Bureau?"

No matter how much you complain, you can't delay making money.

After coming out of Lao Han's house, I saw one person smashing the door and singing the phoenix at the door. Most of the rich people live in the town and sing wherever they go, and they sing to the police station in a confused manner.

It’s very fast to make money, but it’s also very tired. Not only does it get sore in your legs, but your voice is also dry.

Gu Sanlin took out the thermos cup from the accountant's bag, unscrewed it and saw that the water had already finished drinking, and greeted him: "You guys continue walking forward, I'll go to the police station to pour some boiling water."

"Do you help me."

"Okay, give me all the cups."

As the village party secretary of the former town government, there was no one in the police station that Gu Sanlin didn't know. He bypassed a car with a Jiangcheng license plate and was thinking about whose child was promising. He drove the car back for the New Year, and was afraid that the car would be scraped and stopped at the police station. He suddenly heard someone crying inside.

"Lao Wang, Happy New Year, I wish you a grandson in the New Year."

"Class Secretary Gu, I wish you to hug your grandson soon."

The assistant police officer Lao Wang walked out of the communication room. When he saw the cups he was holding, he knew what he was going to do. He helped him take them first, put them on the desk inside, and then took out the cigarette.

"Stop taking it, suck me."

When singing "Phoenix" in the morning, he not only received a lot of red envelopes, but also received a bag of cigarettes. From Han Jiashun's whole bag of soft China was reluctant to open it. He put it in his pocket, Gu Sanlin grabbed a handful of cigarettes from his outer pocket, picked out an OK one and handed it to Lao Wang.

"What's going on? Why are you crying during the Chinese New Year?" He also lit one, filled his cup with boiling water, and stood at the gate with a thermos cup in his hand.

"Wu Yunsheng's mother-in-law of the third group of Xinhu, rushed from Jiangcheng at night. Her son beat the daughter of Wu's family and broke his ribs. Wu Yunsheng and Han Zheng's relatives, Wu's girl and Han Bo were a couple when they were young. Do you think her son can pass this level so easily?"

A man actually beats a woman!

People in Jiangcheng are amazing, should rural people be bullied?

Gu Sanlin despised these people in the city very much, but when he thought that this had something to do with the Han family, his thoughts changed a little. He took a sip of water and said with a smile: "Han Bo has dared to hit the woman who has played with since childhood, and her son doesn't want to mess around anymore."

From childhood to adulthood, Lao Wang really doesn't think it's a big deal. It's normal for a child to play together, and they are relatives.

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

A man who was tying a cell phone next to the communication room came over, took out two cigarettes and dispersed them, and asked with a smile: "Two, who is Han Bo? What does this matter have to do with Han Bo."

Lao Wang was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Are you not from Jiangcheng?"

"They are, I'm not, I'm from Nangang."

"What's your relationship with them?"

"I have nothing to do with the Yan family. I am friends with Lawyer Qian. He has never been to Sigang and does not know the road. He was pulled over to lead the way during the New Year."

It doesn’t matter if you talk to your own people, you can’t talk nonsense to outsiders.

Lao Wang didn't want to lose his job, so he acted like he was keeping others from thousands of miles away, and waved his hand: "I'll ask for something, and do whatever I should do."

A boy named Han, labor and capital will help you. If you don’t help labor and capital, don’t blame labor and capital for causing trouble for you.

Gu Sanlin, who had always been upset about Han Bo's failure to help, suddenly had an idea, turned his back to Lao Wang and winked at the people of Nangang. He went in and filled several cups with boiling water, greeted Lao Wang, and walked out of the police station with a swagger.

Be trusted by others and be loyal to others.

How could the Nangang people miss this opportunity? They followed them out quietly and followed them for dozens of meters. They confirmed that the auxiliary police officer at the door could not see it. They trotted and asked, "Uncle, my friend is so anxious. Can you help me and give us some advice?"

Gu Sanlin looked back and took him to an alley, laughing and said, "It's not that I don't help during the New Year, but I don't have time."

"You smoke." The man from Nangang first handed a cigarette, then touched his pocket, took out a red envelope that he had originally planned to give to a junior, and stuffed it into his hand.

"What are you doing!"

"A little bit of your heart, do you want to celebrate the New Year?"

When I opened it, I saw that there were two hundred in it. I didn’t want the money for nothing. Gu Sanlin said, “How can I be so embarrassed”, but he put the red envelope directly into his pocket.

"Young man, it's not that scaring you. The boy who beats the daughter of Wu's family is over. I can't figure it out. How could I not know which relatives of the Wu family have? Even Han Bo doesn't know, so I deserve it when I'm locked up."

"Uncle, who is Han Bo?"

"I used to be a member of the Party Committee of our county public security bureau. Later, I went to BJ for further study. When I returned to the study, I was transferred to the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Isn't it that I was the captain of the criminal police detachment, the captain of the technical investigation detachment, and the captain of the anti-drug detachment! Han Bo and the Wu family girl were childhood sweethearts. Isn't it just a slap in the face of the Wu family girl? Han Bo can make him feel better, and he will lose his skin even if he dies!"

Sure enough, there is a background!

The old lady of the Yan family was right. There was indeed someone outside that woman, and she was the captain of the Nangang Municipal Public Security Bureau!

The Nangang people took a breath and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you uncle."

Gu Sanlin walked out of the alley, thought about it and turned back, "Young man, don't mess with Han Bo. You know what he used to be called 'Han Kill'! Strike you and hit him, and after hitting this and that, you are cruel and ruthless. I don't know how many people fell into his hands."

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Chapter completed!