I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"Go...go to Grandpa and Grandma's?"

Jiang Jianjun looked at the bulging black plastic bag in his son's hand and his throat moved.

Of course he knew what was in that bag.

A whopping 165,000 yuan in cash!

Is it just put in a garbage bag like that?

Are you going to give it all to the old couple?

"Chen'er, what...what are you going to do with so much money?" Wang Xiuying also realized what was happening, her face full of worry. "Your grandparents are old. Giving them so much money all at once will frighten them!"

In her opinion, giving a red envelope of one or two thousand yuan to the elderly during the Chinese New Year is already a very filial act, enough for the elderly couple to boast about to their neighbors for quite some time.

Giving away tens of thousands of yuan in one go is not filial piety, it's shock!

"Mom, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Jiang Chen smiled but didn't offer any further explanation.

He knew what his parents were worried about.

But he also knows that for the older generation, some things can only be truly impactful and reassuring when they are seen and touched with their own eyes.

"I just want to take it over and let them see it, to make them happy too, I don't necessarily have to give it all away."

Jiang Chen made up an excuse, picked up the black plastic bag that clashed with his expensive clothes, and pushed open the door to walk into the cold night.

The wind was biting cold on the village road.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

As the clock struck midnight, the entire Jiangjia Village erupted in celebration. Firecrackers popped up from every household, as if the deafening noise was meant to dispel all the misfortunes of the past year and usher in a new year full of hope.

Jiang Chen's mood was even hotter than the fireworks in the sky.

The old house where his grandparents lived was not far from his home, only a few hundred meters away.

That was the Jiang family's ancestral home, a brick and tile house with decades of history. Although it had been repaired and patched up over the years, it still looked somewhat dilapidated, forming a stark contrast with Jiang Chen's brand-new two-story house.

Jiang Chen knew that although his uncles would give his grandparents some living expenses, it was always in small amounts, like an obligation they had to fulfill rather than a heartfelt act of filial piety.

The elderly couple had lived frugally their entire lives and had very little money left over.

Soon, the old house's peeling wooden door came into view.

The door was unlocked, and brand-new couplets were still pasted on it, with warm yellow light shining through the cracks in the door.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Happy Chinese New Year! I've come to see you!"

Jiang Chen's loud voice rang out before he even entered the room.

Inside the house, Grandpa Jiang Wanshan, still standing tall and straight, was wearing a faded Zhongshan suit. He sat in a creaky rocking chair, watching an old CRT television that needed to be tapped every now and then to get it working properly, puffing on his decades-old copper pipe.

Grandma, wearing her reading glasses, sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and, by the dim light, stitched the soles of shoes.

Upon hearing Jiang Chen's voice, the two elderly people raised their heads almost simultaneously, their wrinkled faces instantly breaking into smiles.

"Oh my! My eldest grandson is here!"

"Chen'er! Why are you here so late? It's so cold outside! Come on! Come sit on the kang!"

Grandma put down her needlework and was about to get out of bed to get some candy for Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen walked in a few steps, and a warm feeling mixed with the smell of dry tobacco and the unique scent of the old man wafted towards him.

He helped his grandmother, who was trying to get up, and said with a smile, "Grandma, please sit down, don't bother."

As he spoke, he walked to the warm earthen bed.

Under the loving yet questioning gazes of his grandparents, Jiang Chen didn't utter a single unnecessary word.

He picked up the black plastic bag in his hand, aimed it at the kang table, and suddenly dumped it over!

"Splash—!"

A deafening bang that made the air in the entire room freeze instantly!

One hundred and sixty-five thousand brand-new "cash bricks," still bearing the bank's seal, poured out of the tattered black plastic bag like a red waterfall!

In an instant, a shocking, bright red mountain of money was piled up on that mottled old kang table, which even had several embossed marks!

"..."

"..."

The whole world seemed to have been put on pause.

The pipe, still emitting wisps of smoke, slipped from Grandpa Jiang Wanshan's trembling lips with a "thud" and fell to the ground.

Grandma's smile froze completely. The thimble in her hand rolled to the ground with a crisp sound, but she was completely unaware.

The two elderly people stared intently at the pile of money on the kang table, their eyes wide open as if they were witnessing the most incredible sight in the world.

"Grandpa, Grandma."

Jiang Chen broke the suffocating silence.

He casually pulled out ten stacks of money from the pile, totaling 100,000 yuan, and neatly pushed them to the center of the kang table.

He then stuffed the remaining 60,000 yuan back into the plastic bag.

"This totals 100,000 yuan."

Jiang Chen pointed to the pile of money, his voice clear and firm.

"You two, each of you will receive 50,000."

"This is pocket money from your grandson, a token of his respect, and also for his nutrition!"

"Starting today, buy whatever you want to eat, wear whatever you want to do, stop saving money! And stop worrying about spending it!"

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the two elderly people's shocked and speechless faces, and his tone became sharp.

"This money is for you to spend! If anyone dares to covet it, whether it's an uncle, a great-uncle, or an aunt, just tell me!"

"I'll beat him up!"

These domineering yet protective words, like a warm current, crashed into the hearts of the two elderly people.

"This...this...Chen'er..."

Grandpa Jiang Wanshan's voice trembled uncontrollably.

The highest-ranking official he had ever met in his life was the town's Party Secretary.

The most money he had ever seen in his life was a sack of loose change when the village raised funds to repair the irrigation canal.

He never dreamed that one day, his own grandson would so casually lay down 100,000 yuan in cash in front of him!

Just as Jiang Chen's filial piety completely broke down the psychological defenses of the two elderly people.

The system notification sounded in his mind once again, as expected!

[Ding! Detected that the host is currently giving a "filial piety nuclear explosion" of money to members of the family's core!]

[Gift recipients: Grandfather Jiang Wanshan, Grandmother Lin Guifen!]

[The target has been detected as a close relative of the host, with a sincerity level of 110% (overflow)!]

[System Determination: The host's actions have triggered the hidden achievement "Filial Piety is the Foremost Virtue," perfectly aligning with the core logic of "Family Prosperity Begins with the Roots!"]

Based on the exceptionally high level of sincerity between the host and the recipient, the system has upgraded the grandparents' kinship level from "collateral relative" to "quasi-direct relative"! The rebate rate will now enjoy the same benefits as direct relatives!

[Gift amount: 100,000 yuan!]

[Comprehensive Behavior Assessment: Respect for elders and filial piety move heaven and earth! This is the foundation of human relations and a blessing to the family! A high-multiplier critical strike is being activated for you...]

Jiang Chen's eyes lit up when he saw the words "quasi-immediate family members"!

really!

After the system upgrade, the judgment logic has become more intelligent and user-friendly!

A flash of golden light, and the final reward result arrived!

[Congratulations, host! You have triggered a 20x bonus!]

[Rebate Amount: 100,000 x 20 = 2,000,000 yuan!]

Another huge sum of two million came in easily!

Jiang Chen's lips slowly curled up.

He looked at his grandparents, who were still in a state of shock, bent down, picked up the pipe that had fallen to the ground, wiped it, and put it back into his grandfather's hand.

"Sir, please don't just stand there watching."

"Light a cigarette to calm your nerves."

After saying that, he ignored the two elderly people's reaction, picked up the black plastic bag that still contained more than 60,000 yuan, turned around, and walked out of the old house with a flourish.