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Back inside, Zhao Huanhuan initially thought about counting the money, but then she remembered that her second aunt and sister-in-law were downstairs and wouldn't lie to her, so she put the money away and quickly came down.

You can't be counting money up there and leaving people down there; people will immediately guess that you're counting money.

Zhao Huanhuan came downstairs, but her mother-in-law hadn't.

Thinking about it, her face felt a little hot. Luckily, she came down, otherwise her second aunt and second sister-in-law would have laughed at her!

"Thank you, Sweetie," Zhao Huanhuan said. "I never imagined I could earn so much money! I've never had so much money before."

"Hehe, business is not bad," He Tiantian said. "I hope this money can help my sister-in-law and brother-in-law improve their lives and have smoother careers."

Zhao Huanhuan was even more grateful upon hearing this.

Jiang Lifang smiled and said, "We're all family, let's not talk about these things. As for money, we just need enough for what we need. Working hard and living well are the most important things."

“Yes, sister-in-law, that’s what I think too,” He Tiantian said, which was also her starting point.

Madam Huo nodded repeatedly and said, "It's good that you think that way. Let's not talk about that anymore, let's talk about other interesting things."

Three generations of a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law started gossiping.

It took a while before Song Chunli came downstairs.

With a beaming smile and light steps.

"Second sister-in-law, Tiantian, please sit down. I'll go to the kitchen and prepare a few more dishes. I'll cook some good food. I also have a bottle of good wine. Let's have a few drinks tonight, mother and children," Song Chunli said hurriedly, treating He Tiantian like a god of wealth.

He Tiantian is now Song Chunli's lucky charm!

That big brown paper bag really did contain 89,000!

My God, so much money!

If there weren't other people around, Song Chunli really would have wanted to snatch the bag from Zhao Huanhuan's hand as well. Even if she didn't want Zhao Huanhuan's money, she would still want to enjoy the feeling of counting money.

"Thank you for your trouble, Auntie." He Tiantian said with a smile. It's good that she likes money, but I'm afraid of people who take her money and then speak ill of her!

Jiang Lifang and He Tiantian share the same thoughts.

Song Chunli went to the kitchen and helped with the cooking.

In the evening, the men sat at one table, and the women and children at another.

Song Chunli indeed brought out some wine, and the mother and her children all drank some.

He Tiantian said she needed to drive, so she only took a sip and didn't dare to drink any more.

After dinner, everyone chatted and laughed in the living room, creating a warm and pleasant atmosphere.

After nine o'clock, Huo Zhekun and Jiang Lifang said goodbye and left.

Well, the second wife has already prepared a courtyard, so naturally she has no intention of staying here any longer.

Old Master Huo didn't think much of it, but Old Madam Huo was somewhat disappointed, though she kept it to herself.

Upon arriving home, He Tiantian first covered the child tightly, carried him to the bed, then escorted Grandma Wang into the room, and finally helped Huo Yingjie back to his room.

After saying goodbye to her parents-in-law, she went inside to rest.

"Ah, it feels so good to be home," He Tiantian said with a sigh. "I've gotten used to living here, and I don't want to go anywhere else."

“Of course, otherwise there would be no saying that there is no place like one’s own doghouse.” Huo Yingjie said, “No place is as comfortable as one’s own home.”

"Yes, that's right," He Tiantian said. "Okay, let's rest."

Feeling a bit tired today, He Tiantian quickly fell asleep.

Huo Yingjie received a lot of information today from his uncle, father, grandfather, and elder brother. He slowly digested it, looking for what was favorable to him and analyzing what was unfavorable. He finally fell asleep late at night.

The next morning, after breakfast, he accompanied Jiang Lifang to visit her parents' home.

Another day of eating and drinking.

It was already three or four in the afternoon when I got home.

While there was still some time, He Tiantian went to Zhou Yuanchao's house again to visit Wang Ying.

Zhou Yuanchao is recovering well, but since he was seriously injured at the beginning, he cannot go home for the Chinese New Year yet.

"Wang Ying, if you need anything else at home, just tell me and I'll get it for you," He Tiantian said while peeling an apple. "Don't be shy with me."

Wang Ying smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you helped us buy everything at home, and there were also things provided by my workplace, so it's more than enough. My father-in-law has also gone back, so it's just my mother-in-law, my sister-in-law, and me at home. We can't eat that much."

"That's good," He Tiantian said. "If you want to go to the hospital, please don't ride your bicycle by yourself! You can have your sister-in-law come to my house and tell me, and I'll drive you there. If I'm not available, I can have the security guard drive you."

"Okay, I won't stand on ceremony with you, sister-in-law," Wang Ying said with a smile. She wouldn't dare joke about the baby in her belly.

We currently live in two small courtyards near Mao'er Hutong, not far from my eldest son's family. My sister-in-law also knows where my eldest son's family lives; it's only a ten-minute round trip.

Wang Ying was incredibly grateful that He Tiantian's family was still in Yanjing; otherwise, her family would have suffered a terrible fate.

It's almost five o'clock, and He Tiantian should go home too.

"Okay, that's enough. Take good care of yourself. I'm going back now," He Tiantian said with a smile. "The roads outside are slippery, so don't go out."

He Tiantian originally wanted to talk about cosmetics, but considering that Huo Yingjie's formula wasn't ready yet, she decided to hold off on discussing it with Wang Ying for the time being. She would tell Wang Ying once everything was ready.

If she's willing to do it, let her also take a stake or manage it.

"Sister-in-law, be careful on the road." Wang Ying stood at the door, and her mother-in-law Yan Cui saw He Tiantian to the door.

It was gloomy outside as He Tiantian walked home.

Today is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve.

Everything was prepared at He Tiantian's house. On the morning of the 30th, He Tiantian took out red paper, cut it into pieces, and took it to the front yard to ask Huo Zhekun to write couplets.

There are many doors in the house, and it took Huo Zhekun more than half an hour to finish writing it.

Next, He Tiantian led the children in pasting peach wood charms and Spring Festival couplets.

Two large red lanterns, one for modern dramas and one for modern dramas, were hung at the main entrance and the back respectively.

Huo Yingjie looked on with envy. If he hadn't broken his bone, these jobs would have been his; now he could only watch.

After taking care of all that, the family went to the hospital to visit Zhou Yuanchao. Seeing that Zhou Yuanchao was in good spirits, everyone was finally able to celebrate the New Year happily.

When they returned home, Mr. and Mrs. Guo had already prepared the meal.

After cooking the meal, He Tiantian gave Lao Guo and his wife a holiday until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, so they could enjoy the holiday at home.

He Tiantian went inside and took out two red envelopes, each containing ten ten-yuan bills.

"Uncle Guo, Aunt Guo, this is your New Year's red envelope. Thank you for your hard work this year," He Tiantian said with a smile. "After dinner, you can have a holiday and come back to work on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year."

They were happy to receive red envelopes, but also a little worried.

"Sweetie, there are a lot of people coming to visit during the Spring Festival. Can you manage all the work by yourself?" Aunt Guo asked. "How about this, if someone comes to visit, you can have someone let me know, and I'll come over and help with the cooking."

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