Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 56

The few strangers quickly disappeared in the lively streets of the New Year. Except for Qiao Wen, no one paid attention to them. The ignorant neighborhoods were always immersed in the joy of the New Year.

The sound of gongs and drums stopped, Chen Jianan sweated out of the lion, threw the lion and a pile of profit bags to Hao Zai, quickly ran through the crowd to Qiao Wen’s side, and raised the remaining pile of red packets in his hand. He smiled and said, “Is it a good harvest?”

He was also wearing a yellow lion dance costume with a cardigan on top and fluffy bloomers on the bottom, as if he had just turned from a lion into a human.

Qiao Wen raised his thumb: “Very good.”

In fact, begging for profit is just looking for auspiciousness. There is only one piece of five cents in it. A stack of red envelopes adds up to less than a dozen yuan, but the happiness it brings is far beyond the measure of money.

In the past, Chen Canan would take the profits back and gather together to buy delicious food, but now he has a lot of money, so there is no need to buckle and search like this. After showing him to Qiao Wen, he waved his hand to play firecrackers on the road. All of the children were sent out.

Seeing his sweaty head, Qiao Wen said: “Go upstairs and wipe it, lest you catch a cold.”

Chen Jianan said nonchalantly: “How can it be so easy to catch a cold.” He said that, but he still followed others upstairs in good faith.

He wiped his sweat with cold water casually at Qiao Wen’s house, took off his furry pants, leaving only a pair of panties, and lay on the sofa with a long sigh of relief.

Going to the lion dance early in the morning, even if his body is made of iron, he is too tired to move.

Seeing his lazy appearance, Qiao Wen poured him a glass of water, put it on the coffee table, and sat at his feet again, asking casually, “Brother Nan, do you know who will come to the city recently?”

Chen Jianan picked up the water cup, lay halfway down and poured it out. He didn’t know what to say, so he said, “Who and who?”

Qiao Wen said: “Is there anyone with a special identity coming to the city, such as some people on the road, or illegal immigrants?”

“I haven’t heard.” Chen Jianan shook his head, “Who is not home to run to the walled city for the Chinese New Year? What are you asking for?”

Qiao Wen said: “When you danced the lion just now, I saw a few unborn faces, a bit like a gangster on the road.”

Chen Jianan said dismissively: “It is estimated that they are visiting relatives and friends. There are everyone in the city. There are also Fuqing people in the Chaoshan group in the eastern district, and Hexing Society can’t manage it either.”

Qiao Wen nodded: “Anyway, pay attention to yourself, don’t mess with people you don’t know.”

Chen Canan said: “I understand.”

Qiao Wen thought for a while, then said: “By the way, I found a piece of land in the newspaper. If you are free these two days, come and see it with me.”

Chen Jianan said: “Do you want to buy land?”

Qiao Wen said: “Now that Hong Kong City is developing so fast, new buildings are being built every day. Once the stock market heats up, the land and houses will definitely skyrocket. With our current money, we should buy dozens of acres of land in a lesser place.”

Chen Jianan didn’t take it too seriously, and waved his hand and said: “Okay, you can figure it out, just do what I need to say, I will listen to you.”