The next morning, Lin Qingqing was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

Thousands of families set off firecrackers to celebrate the New Year.

The children happily ran into the bedroom, knelt on the floor, looked up and shouted, "Happy New Year, Mom! Give me the red envelopes."

Lin Qingqing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Who taught you that?"

Beibei took out a stack of red envelopes from her pocket and said, "Mom, you're the only one who didn't give us any New Year's red envelopes."

Lin Qingqing had wrapped the red envelopes yesterday. She reached under her pillow and took out a large stack of red envelopes.

He waved and said softly, "Here, one for each of you."

"Thank you, Mom."

The four little ones rushed to the bed, picked up one each, and ran away madly.

Lin Qingqing smiled and shook her head, then stood up and closed the door.

After washing up, she went to the cloakroom next to her, changed into a red woolen dress, took off a red down jacket, and left the bedroom with a stack of red envelopes.

As soon as she arrived in the living room, the children from the Lin and Song families saw her and knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and shouted:

"Happy New Year, aunt."

"Happy New Year, Fourth Aunt."

Then he looked up and blinked at Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

The words "I want red envelopes" are almost written on these kids' faces.

She waved: "Come here, stand in line and receive the red envelope."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of children immediately stood up from the ground and lined up in an orderly manner.

Lin Qingqing gave out red envelopes one by one.

Song Qi came in and called Lin Qingqing to eat dumplings, and saw this and burst out laughing.

"Oh, I don't know who taught these kids to be like this. They've been surrounding the old man and his in-laws since early morning asking for red envelopes. Chen Jie and the others gave each of the kids a New Year's red envelope. They must have given them more than a dozen red envelopes this year, right?"

Lin Li glanced at the red envelope in Lang Lang's hand and said.

Lin Qingqing smiled: "The purpose of the New Year is to have a happy occasion. As long as the children are happy, that's all that matters."

She didn't give much, just two yuan in each red envelope.

"Take the red envelope and have fun."

Song Li set the children aside and took Lin Qingqing's hand to go to the restaurant.

"Eat dumplings, if you can eat the one with a coin in it, you will be blessed in the new year."

"After dinner, let's go for a walk on the street. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year and the country just happened to win a victory, so the streets are very lively."

"Okay, let's take the kids out to spend some money and generate revenue for the country."

Lin Qingqing has already started to think about her children's New Year's money.

Let’s shape our children’s perspective on money today and let them see how much two dollars can buy.

After entering the restaurant, Lin Qingqing saw Song Yiyuan eating dumplings.

She glared at Song Yiyuan secretly.

She was kept busy until one or two in the morning yesterday. If she hadn't gone into the space to catch up on some sleep, she wouldn't have had the energy to do it today.

"I got up."

Song Yiyuan pretended not to notice Lin Qingqing glaring at him. He glanced at Lin Qingqing's red dress and greeted her with a smile.

Lin Qingqing sat down, picked up a few chopsticks and asked, "We're going to go for a walk on the street later. Where are you and grandpa going?"

Song Yiyuan: "My eldest brother, second brother and I are accompanying Grandpa to visit old comrades. Dad has his own work, so let Chen Jie take his men to the crowd to protect you. Haixia and Qi Nan will follow you closely."

Lin Qingqing nodded: "I will wear a mask then. I don't have time during normal times, but it's time to take the kids out for a walk during the New Year."

Breakfast is over.

Lin Qingqing and Grandma Song, Song Qi, Lin Qi, Zhou Yingying, Zhuang Chaoyue, Wu Fangnian, Lanying Liu Daxiu, Wang Chunqi, Xiaomei, Second Aunt, Xiuhong, Hongqi, Haixia, Qi Nan and a group of people took a car with their children to the street.

Chen Jie and twenty-six others followed far behind.

"Mom, look at how much money you received in red envelopes today."

Lin Qingqing took out Lang Lang's red envelope and counted it.

"About 100 yuan. Comrade Lin Baojun gave my family two red envelopes of 100 yuan each."

Jiang Haixia said from the front seat.

"So generous?" Lin Qingqing smiled.

I'm not ashamed at all for only giving two dollars.