It's perfectly reasonable for me, a fisherman, to catch a Georgios, right?

"coming."

Qin Ming put away the elf and followed his parents into the old Lexus in the garage, heading towards the ancestral hall of Liede Village on Linjiang Avenue.

As a native of Guangzhou, I always return to my old home during festivals to visit the elders in the village and have meals with members of the clan.

Qin Ming didn't go home for the Spring Festival this year, but as a junior, he had to go back to see his great-grandfather.

In the Qin family ancestral hall, the nearly 100-year-old Qin family patriarch sat at the head of the table.

"Wishing Emperor Gaozu good health and all the best!!"

"Emperor Gaozu, please have some tea."

After the kowtow, Qin Ming served tea.

"Well, be good!"

Despite being nearly a hundred years old and having a full head of white hair, the old man was in high spirits. He accepted the teacup Qin Ming offered with satisfaction and took a symbolic sip.

He took out three red envelopes from the side and handed them to Qin Ming, saying, "Lucky money, please."

"Thank you, Great Ancestor!"

Qin Ming put the three red envelopes into his pocket.

Even though the New Year is over, you can't miss any of the red envelopes. There's one for kowtowing, one for offering tea, and one for the New Year, making a total of three red envelopes.

In Guangzhou, people place great importance on auspicious symbols, and red envelopes are also called "lai see".

During festivals, weddings, or funerals, elders give red envelopes to younger generations. The red envelopes are not big, usually containing five or ten yuan, as a symbol of good fortune.

When Qin Ming returned to his hometown to pay respects to his great-grandfather and met with the village elders, he received a thick stack of red envelopes, at least a hundred in total, but the money inside probably didn't exceed two thousand yuan.

Some people even joked that the wrapper of a red envelope in Guangzhou is more expensive than the filling.

But this is the custom throughout Guangzhou. When the younger generation returns home, they have to take the money out of the red envelopes they received, and then put the empty red and white envelopes under their pillows. They usually sleep with them under their pillows, which symbolizes sleeping on a lucky bag.

"I heard from your dad that you joined the Guangdong Provincial Training Association."

"Not bad!"

"Our Qin family has enjoyed a prosperous life thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, but unfortunately, not many of our members have achieved great success. It is truly remarkable that you have become a trainer!"

"From now on, the Qin family will rely on you to bring glory to our ancestors!!"

The old patriarch gave it high praise, and other members of the Qin family in the ancestral hall also voiced their admiration.

Trainers hold a high status in the real world and are sought after by countless people, not to mention Qin Ming's entry into the Guangdong Provincial Trainers Association's Special Action Team.

In the eyes of the clan members, this was equivalent to becoming a junior cadre.

They received praise from their clansmen, and Qin's father and mother stood tall with pride.

Qin Yuanhe chimed in, "Great-grandfather, Xiaoming participated in the school's selection competition a while ago and won!"

"School starts in a few days, and I'll be representing Shenzhen University and Guangdong Province in the National College Student League!"

"At that time, the entire league will be broadcast on national television!"

"Good good!!!"

Upon hearing that Qin Ming would represent Shenzhen University in the National College Student League, the Qin family patriarch was overjoyed. Leaning on his cane, he happily exclaimed three times, "Representing Guangdong Province in the competition will bring glory to the Qin family! Hahahaha!!"

"Thank goodness! Xiaoming, come quickly and offer incense to our ancestors. Tell them you've brought honor to the Qin family!!"

This time, Qin's father and mother once again earned a lot of praise from their relatives.

After paying respects to the ancestral master, Qin Ming left the Qin family ancestral hall with his parents.

She thought she would go straight home, but little did she know that Qin Yuanhe would take her to a restaurant for afternoon tea.

In the restaurant's main hall, the tables were laden with local delicacies from Guangzhou.

The restaurant offers a wide variety of dishes, including braised chicken feet, steamed buns with custard filling, water chestnut and pork shumai, boat congee, crystal shumai, and rice noodle rolls.

Qin Yuanhe ordered all of these things, but he didn't eat much himself, focusing instead on chatting with his friends.

"I wouldn't call it parenting advice. My son is very independent and doesn't require much supervision from me. To use a popular internet phrase, I'd say I'm a free-range parent..."

"But this is good too. It gives children more freedom and we don't have to restrict them with rules and regulations all the time. Let them do what they like."

"Just like my son likes fishing, so let him go fishing. Parents shouldn't suppress their children; they should support them more..."

How is Shenzhen University?

"Oh, it's just so-so. Only third in the world. There's still a considerable gap between us and universities like Tsinghua and Peking University..."

"You know the current superstar Song Zhengcheng, right? His daughter is also studying at Shenzhen University."

"But it's good not to go to Tsinghua or Peking University. It's closer to home, and it's convenient to come back."

"Hahaha, I don't expect him to amount to anything..."

"I recently joined the Guangdong Provincial Training Association. Oh, what's so great about that? It's just a few tens of thousands of yuan in subsidies each month. That's nothing; you can easily make that by collecting rent. And you still have to help out when something happens. It's not a good job..."

"Hahaha, it's not as exaggerated as you guys are making it out to be..."

"Son, don't you think so?"

Qin Ming, who had just stuffed a crystal shrimp dumpling into his mouth, immediately declared, "Yes, yes, Dad, you're right!!"

Qin Yuan claimed he was bringing Qin Ming for afternoon tea, but in reality, he invited a bunch of friends and showed off in front of them, with Qin Ming having to play along from time to time.

There's nothing I can do; I only go home twice a year, so I try my best to cooperate with whatever my parents want me to do.

The afternoon tea, which started at 2 p.m., lasted until 6 p.m. before Qin Yuanhe took Qin Ming home.

Qin Ming had just returned home to the Binjiang Lijing residential area and was about to lie down to rest.

Dressed up and with her makeup done, Dong Yanju opened the door and complained, "Why are you so late?!"

Qin Yuanhe smiled and said, "We had a great chat, but Lao Li and Lao Zhou wouldn't let me leave. They insisted that I share my parenting tips. I only managed to appease them because they kept bothering me."

Lying on the sofa, Qin Ming silently rolled his eyes. If he hadn't been there, he would have really been fooled by Qin Yuan.

"Alright, alright, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

"I'm going to be late for my dinner party!"

"Xiao Ming, come with me quickly!!"

Dong Yanju waved her hand, indicating that she was too lazy to listen to Qin Yuanhe's nonsense, and dragged Qin Ming, who had just lain down, out of the room.

Qin Ming tried to refuse with a wry smile: "Mom, let's skip the meal. I ate my fill at the restaurant before coming back."

Dong Yanju raised her eyebrows and bluntly said, "You really think this is just a meal?"

"I just took you out to show off in front of those girls, especially Mrs. Huang, who always brags to me about how amazing her daughter is."

"Now that you're back, I'm going to show all these housewives how amazing my son is!!"

With such a frank mother, Qin Ming couldn't find a reason to refuse.

At the dinner party, Dong Yanju, who brought Qin Ming along, unsurprisingly sat in the center position and showered Qin Ming with all sorts of compliments.

"Oh, it's nothing..."

"It's just winning a championship in a selection competition with hundreds of participants, nothing special."

"I'll have to participate in the university league later..."

"What? You're saying the university league is really good?"

"What's so great about it? Only two or three hundred million people watch it nationwide. It's nothing special, just a small competition."

"What? Where will we watch it then?"

"Don't worry, CCTV will broadcast it."

"Oh, rankings aren't important; what young people need is experience..."

After several hours, Qin Ming's boastful dinner party finally ended, and he finally returned home after a long day.

The great philosopher Xiao Xiao once said that showing off makes people happy.

Qin's parents put on a show in front of their friends and old buddies today, and they were quite happy, but Qin Ming, who was playing along, felt mentally exhausted.

As soon as Qin Ming lay down on the sofa, Qin Yuanhe immediately asked, "Son, how long until your school starts?"

Qin Ming answered truthfully, "Five more days."

Qin Yuanhe immediately said, "Oh, then come with me for dim sum tomorrow, it's my elementary school reunion!"

"What a coincidence!"

Dong Yanju chimed in, "We're having a junior high school reunion tomorrow night, and my son is coming with me for dinner. Don't make it as late as it was tonight!"

"Alright, but my son has to come to our reunion with my former coworkers the day after tomorrow."

"Sure, but my son has to come with me to our square dance group's get-together the day after tomorrow."

"You need to leave your son with me the morning after tomorrow. I've arranged to introduce him to my hiking buddies..."

"..."

Qin's parents finalized Qin Ming's itinerary for the next five days, filling the mornings, afternoons, and evenings with activities.

As for whether Qin Ming agrees or not?