Mr. He waved his hand: "I'm too tired today. I haven't even finished my meal. You guys go play and win more. I won't go."

"What's so tiring about playing cards? It's nothing compared to working!" He Beiqiao said. "Hurry up and finish eating, everyone's waiting for you."

"I really can't do it today. I didn't sleep last night and I've been driving all day. I'll try again tomorrow."

Seeing that Mr. He didn't intend to go, Mrs. He chimed in, "We drove back and then dropped off my brother-in-law and Lan Ying and her son. It took us more than ten hours in total. Let's skip the card game next time."

"Sleepy? Just bear with it and it will pass."

When Grandma He saw that He Beiqiao was still not giving up and was still shouting, her face turned not very nice. However, it was New Year's Eve, so she said, "Daming has some business to attend to in Shengli Village next door. He doesn't have time today."

Helpless, He Beiqiao had no choice but to return home disappointed.

After the man left, Old Mrs. He scolded Mr. He with a dark face: "This is a gambling addict. Otherwise, would his wife have run away with the child? He Daming, He Dashun, Wenhua, Wenjun, if any of you gamble, don't let me find out!"

Mr. He smiled ingratiatingly: "Mom, I didn't go, why are you angry?"

"Grandma, don't be angry. My dad has matured and won't gamble anymore." He Wenlin quickly flattered her father again. "My dad is a worldly man now. He Beiqiao keeps urging him to gamble, but it's only because he's in business and has money in his pocket!"

He Wenlin's words were a message to her father that He Beiqiao had ulterior motives!

“My pockets are emptier than my face, where would I get money?” He’s father said, then rolled his eyes at her again, “You’re trying to flatter me, do you think I don’t know what you mean?”

“But you are rich in other people’s eyes. We owe hundreds of thousands of yuan in debt. No one would believe it if we told them. They would think we are just pretending to be poor,” He Wenlin said. “Dad, just keep everything in mind.”

"Uncle, Linlin, your family owes hundreds of thousands in debt?" Xia Lijuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

He Dashun and He Wenhua also looked incredulous.

"The car and the house were bought with borrowed money. We've only been working for six months, and we're not as rich as people imagine."

"Hundreds of thousands." He Dashun shuddered. "Da Ming Ai Zhen, you two are really bold."

If I lose money, I don't even dare to think about how I'll pay it back.

He Wenhua: "Being able to borrow it is a skill in itself."

"Big brother, what are your plans for next year?" He Wenlin asked. "Do you want to come to Shaoxing with us? If you don't want to go, let your second brother teach you how to make glutinous rice balls, stir-fried noodles, and fried rice this Spring Festival. You can sell them in Dongguan, it's the same thing."

“Let’s go together!” Grandma He said. “The whole family can stay together and look after each other.”

“Wenhua is introverted, so setting up a stall might not be suitable for her,” said Mr. He. “You can go with her first to get some experience and build up your courage. Then we can find a suitable place to set up a stall or open a shop.”

"Uncle, do you have enough staff at your fast food restaurant?" Xia Lijuan asked.

Upon hearing this, He Wenlin asked, "Sister-in-law, do you want my brother to work at my fast food restaurant?"

Xia Lijuan smiled and said, "I feel that working in your store is quite good. The salary is close to two thousand, which is not bad. Of course, if you don't need more people, then forget it."

I hope my future sister-in-law doesn't think that my brother-in-law went to the shop to help out or learn a trade, and that he earns a thousand or two a month.

He Wenlin didn't want any rifts to develop between her siblings in the future, so she thought it best to talk things out face-to-face.

"Sister-in-law, brother, the average employee in the shop only earns about five hundred yuan, not one or two thousand. Lin Fei and my second brother have learned cooking skills and often work overtime, so they earn a little more."

Xia Lijuan felt very uncomfortable upon hearing this, and her face visibly turned ugly.

Seeing her like this, how could He Wenlin dare to let her and her older brother work in the store?

Don't let your actions backfire and create enemies!

He Wenlin said to He Wenhua, "Brother, I'm not being stingy, I just feel that you're so old now, and you'll be getting married to your sister-in-law soon. After you learn the skills, you can run a stall together or open a breakfast shop. Second brother is too young. In a few years, I'll let him go out and work on his own."

Mother He also felt that Xia Lijuan would be a problem in the future. She wasn't even married to He Wenhua yet, and she was already interfering so much. What would happen in the future?

Immediately echoing He Wenlin's words, he said, "Hui Ya's business selling glutinous rice balls is quite good. You two can each set up a fried rice noodle stall, one selling glutinous rice balls and the other selling fried rice noodles. That should be just as good."

He Wenlin really didn't want He Wenhua and Xia Lijuan to work in her shop, but the idea she gave them was good. At this time, setting up a stall might not make them rich, but if they did it well, it wouldn't be worse than working for someone else.

However, Xia Lijuan didn't think so. She felt that He Wenhua's mother and daughter, He Wenlin, were unwilling to help her.

He Dashun, having heard that He Hui's business was doing well, asked, "How much does Hui make a day running a stall?"

Mr. He said, "I heard that his business is not as good as Zhou Libo's and He Xing's, but I estimate that he must make a profit of at least a hundred yuan a day."

"A hundred a day, that's three thousand a month!" He Dashun's eyes widened. "That's so profitable!"

“Lingling from Yongping’s family is also running a stall. She’s only been a few months, but she’s already bought a mobile phone,” said Father He. “We’re saying all this for no other reason than to let you work at a fast food restaurant if you don’t want to run a stall. But the salary will definitely not be as high as Xiaojun’s. We’re just worried that you’ll feel resentful. Xiaojun is hardworking and does whatever Linlin tells him to do. He works overtime without complaint. And he’s in charge of a store now, so he earns more.”

Grandma He: "I've been asking you to come to Shaocheng for a long time, but you didn't come. If you had gone, you would have learned the skills in half a year, and there would be no one else to do it. The fast food restaurant is doing well there, and they've even increased their wages. We can't just tell them to quit."

He Wenhua quickly said, "Grandma, Uncle, Aunt, I didn't think too much about it. I understand what you're saying."

"It's still early, you can think about what you want to do," said Grandma He.

After saying that, Grandma He took out red envelopes and gave one to everyone present: "It's Chinese New Year, everyone, regardless of age, will receive a red envelope. May everyone be healthy and safe in the coming year."

"Thank you, Grandma!"

"Thank you, Mom."

...

He Wenlin held out her hand to her parents: "Mom and Dad, where's my New Year's money?"

"You haven't even paid me my salary, and you're asking me for New Year's money!"

Although Mr. He was unhappy about this, he still took out five red envelopes from his pocket, one for each of He Wenlin and her siblings, two cousins, and Xia Lijuan.

He's father was poor; he only gave each person fifty yuan as a New Year's gift.

He Dashun also took out five red envelopes, one for each person, with the same amount, fifty yuan each.