This scratch-off ticket won the prize, which brought Jiang Xiaoxuan a big surprise.

He was happy in his heart, but there was no trace of happiness on his face.

Jiang Xiaoxuan glanced at the saleswoman in front of him and said very calmly: "That's it."

"Wish you good luck, little handsome guy. If you win, you can bring this scratch-off ticket to our store to claim your prize."

As the young female salesperson spoke, she smiled at Jiang Xiaoxuan. Having said that, she did not think that this scratch ticket would win the prize, because the chance of winning the scratch ticket was too small.

We have been conducting promotional activities for a while, and the most people who have won scratch-off tickets have only won 30 yuan, which is still almost more than a hundred scratch-off tickets given out.

Then again, winning the lottery is also the young man's fortune.

"Um."

Jiang Xiaoxuan responded, and the next second, he took the scratch-off ticket and left the supermarket.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaoxuan's figure appeared at the door of the uncle's house.

He stopped at the door, glanced to both sides, and saw two cars parked on the right side of the door.

Jiang Xiaoxuan recognized a white car. It belonged to his cousin Jiang Jun.

There is also a black car worth over 100,000, but I don’t know who it belongs to.

Uncle Jiang Hailong's home is a two-story building built a few years ago.

The building and decoration cost over 200,000 yuan, which is nothing in the city, and it is somewhat famous in Jiangjiacun.

Uncle is a person who likes to talk about pomp and circumstance.

Jiang Xiaoxuan is a serious person. In the past, when he walked into his house, Jiang Xiaoxuan felt a little uncomfortable. Today, he was relaxed.

At this time, there were several people sitting in the hall on the first floor. These people were all relatives of the uncle's family.

They are all here for the birthday banquet. Jiang Hailong’s birthday is today, not a big birthday.

No invitations were sent out, as people from the countryside generally don’t come, and fewer people means it’s less lively.

Whether it's hot or not is not very important to Jiang Hailong.

I can see my children on this special day.

He would be satisfied if his sons, daughters and younger generations could fulfill their filial piety in front of him.

At this moment, the person sitting in the middle seat was none other than Jiang Hailong.

He is in his sixties, with white hair and white beard, but a strong body and full of aura.

Sitting next to him were Jiang Jun and his girlfriend Liu Mei, followed by his sister Jiang Ying.

Sitting at the bottom is Jiang Peng, and sitting on the right is my uncle's son Cheng Hu.

A group of people were chatting about something, and laughter came from the hall from time to time.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoxuan walked into the hall.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to him.

"Jiang Xiaoxuan?"

Cheng Hu, who was sitting aside, was startled for a moment, then muttered in his heart.

Then, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Cheng Hu still looked down upon the poor boy in this small mountain village, even if he was a relative.

He looked down on Jiang Xiaoxuan from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, once he got close to such a poor relative, he would become a burden.

It's better to stay distant. If he is lukewarm, he will be embarrassed to ask for a loan.

'Isn't he in Jiangbei City? Why does he appear here?'

Thought so in his heart, Cheng Hu couldn't help but look Jiang Xiaoxuan up and down.

I saw that the clothes he was wearing totaled less than one hundred yuan, and they were still so shabby.

With his worth, he definitely can't afford any expensive gifts.

Either it's a street stall product, or it's a fake.

But what Cheng Hu didn't expect was that Jiang Xiaoxuan was empty-handed.

Others also saw it, and Jiang Peng couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Xiaoxuan, today is my uncle's birthday. You came here empty-handed and didn't buy a birthday gift for me?"

Before Jiang Xiaoxuan could speak, Cheng Hu smiled coldly and said with disdain: "He is so stingy. Either he didn't buy it, or he couldn't get rid of it after he bought it, or it was a fake."

"Last time, for my uncle's birthday, he actually bought two bottles of fake wine. My uncle was so angry that he turned livid on the spot."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall focused their attention on Jiang Xiaoxuan.

You just say that you don’t have money, but you still want to make a fool of yourself and buy fake wine to celebrate your birthday. It’s obviously to harm others.

I didn't expect that he was such a person, even Jiang Ying looked at him with a cold look.

Jiang Hailong's old face also darkened.

Seeing the cold eyes of others, Cheng Hu smiled proudly. Then he stood up, walked to Jiang Hailong, and took out a red envelope from his body.

"Uncle, it's my grandson's honor to be able to congratulate you on your birthday today. This is a little bit of my kindness. Please accept it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he respectfully handed the red envelope to Jiang Hailong, "I wish my uncle good health, long life, and spend every day happily!"

Giving the red envelope was considered as a filial duty, and Cheng Hu's words were so nice that Jiang Hailong laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, and the previous unhappiness was wiped away.

Cheng Hu stood up, and Jiang Peng, Jiang Ying, Jiang Jun and others presented gifts one by one.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxuan's delay in making any move, Cheng Hu couldn't help but said: "Jiang Xiaoxuan, it's your turn. I don't believe you can't even get out the red envelope worth hundreds of dollars, right?"

"Even if you don't have money, you should prepare some gifts, right?"

"You come here to celebrate my uncle's birthday with nothing. You disrespect him so much."

"I've prepared the gift."

Jiang Xiaoxuan said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at everyone and said calmly: "I really can't handle the red envelope worth several hundred yuan."

"My gift is not very expensive, but it will definitely surprise my uncle."

After Jiang Xiaoxuan finished speaking, everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

He is obviously a poor boy, but he still talks like a second-generation rich man.

If it were in front of outsiders, maybe someone would believe what he said.

But there was no one present who didn't know him thoroughly.

"It's just that the gift I gave to my uncle is a little special."

Jiang Xiaoxuan suppressed his smile and said solemnly.

"What special gift? Take it out for everyone to see?"

Cheng Hu said impatiently.

After listening to his words, Jiang Xiaoxuan calmly took out a card from his pocket.

Scratcher, said calmly: "The gift I gave to my uncle is this scratcher."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was dumbfounded. The next second, "A scratch-off ticket? This can be considered a gift. Jiang Xiaoxuan, you are clearly here to disgust my uncle, right?"

Cheng Hu jumped up first and yelled at Jiang Xiaoxuan.

Even Jiang Ying, who didn't speak much, had an angry look on her face.

Jiang Jun was even more angry. He
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