The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

Chapter 396 - 389 The Best Gift 2
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Chapter 396: Chapter 389 The Best Gift 2

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Okay.”

Once Xie Heng left, Zhao Chuchu changed her clothes as fast as possible.

The sound of the firecrackers could be heard outside. Children who always slept in had woken up early for the festive day.

They were all excited to visit their friends and family so that they could stuff themselves with snacks. That was the biggest reason why children loved the New Year so much.

A lot of kids came to visit Xie Heng and his family too. Zhao Chuchu could hear Xie Jun giving out snacks to the kids from her room.

Zhao Chuchu received a lot of New Year gifts, including a variety of amazing snacks.

Other than that, Zhao Chuchu also took fruit-flavored candy from her space that could not be found in that world. The kids loved those the most as they were at a time when their chances of ever eating sugar were slim.

Although giving out red money packets was not yet a tradition, it was the norm in Zhao Chuchu’s past life. Even after reincarnating, she could not get rid of her own tradition. It was proof that she used to live in another world.

She had prepared a lot of nickels before the New Year so that she could pack them inside the red packets.

With the red packets in her hand, she left the room and gave one to all the children. “Here. I wish that you kids will live a healthy and fruitful year.”

The children were all stunned.

“These are red packets!” Xie Jun happily explained. “Adults give them to children. Look! I have one too. Sis said that children who received red packets would be safe and healthy all year round!”

“But, we never received one before…”

The children looked at each other worriedly and didn’t take the red packets.

Zhao Chuchu smiled. “This is just my gift to all of you. It’s bad juju to refuse a red packet during the New Year. It’ll give you bad luck throughout the entire year.”

That was enough to make the children take the red packets right away.

“Thank you, Sister Chuchu.”

“Where’s the Happy New Year?” Xie Jun frowned.

“Happy New Year!”

Zhao Chuchu couldn’t help but laugh at how cute the little boy was.

The kids were excited as they weren’t expecting to receive money on top of all the tasty snacks.

When they got home, they told their parents that they had received the red packets from Zhao Chuchu.

The adults were confused, as they had never heard of such a tradition and didn’t know how to respond to it.

They wanted to return the money, but the children insisted that they could not refuse it and explained why. In the end, the adults gathered and started to discuss what they should do.

Zhao Chuchu had no clue that her act of trying to reminisce about her past life would become an important matter to the parents of the village.

After breakfast, she headed to the sun-drying field with Xie Jun.

Niu An and the rest were cleaning the field after the fireworks from the night before so that they could prepare for the next event.

The event was like a fair to them, and they started to call it that.

Zhao Chuchu also had no idea that the event that suddenly crossed her mind would become a New Year tradition in the future for the Wei Dynasty.

Zhao Chuchu, the watermill workshop, and the villagers sponsored 50 silver each so Niu An could use the 150 silver to buy everything needed for the festive event.

Besides poultry and pork, he also bought a cow, some clothes, grains, oil, salts, and other stuff. Anything that the villagers needed was there.

The villagers all came to help after they had finished their breakfast too.

With Niu Tongsheng taking the lead, everything went smoothly.

Naturally, some were petty and tried to steal a couple of things when others weren’t looking, but they were caught.

Niu Tongsheng was completely infuriated by that. He threw the money that the family had sponsored back at them and yelled, “Chuchu is the one who sponsored this event the most, but she didn’t even want to take anything! Your family had only sponsored 100 cents, and now you’re trying to steal the leather cloth instead? It’s the New Year today! We should be celebrating! We should be enjoying this day! Yet, here you are with your thieving hands! The things here are prizes for those who participate in the games, not thieves like you lot!”

The family that tried to steal the leather was scolded so badly that they were publicly embarrassed. They ran away as fast as they could.

Those who wanted to steal things quickly dismissed that idea after that.

The games that Zhao Chuchu had thought of were simple: a game of Oojami ring toss and javelin throws using bamboo sticks. These were easy games for villagers who had worked most of their lives in the fields.

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