This was the first time Zhou Xinya had ever seen so much money. The brand-new hundred-yuan bills looked like they had just been withdrawn from the bank, and they were neatly folded.

How can someone be so rich?

Zhou Xinya couldn't understand why, back in her hometown, 20,000 yuan could build a magnificent house, which was considered a great honor for one's ancestors.

But after coming to Shanghai, everything changed.

Sending cigarettes, alcohol, and candy is fine, but why would someone give 20,000 yuan directly?

In Zhou Xinya's view, no one would give away a small building—

So the 20,000 yuan in the bag must have been forgotten by that uncle.

Thinking this, the little girl became a little anxious.

She wanted to ask her father to return the money because her teacher said to "return lost property" and to learn the spirit of returning found money to its rightful owner.

A moment later, I heard the sound of chatting outside; it sounded somewhat familiar.

As soon as Zhou Xinya opened the door again, she saw Du Yuheng standing in the doorway, wearing a black leather jacket.

Du Weiguo brought a fruit basket and his son to visit.

"Hey, Xinya." It's only been half a month since I last saw Du Yuheng, and he's lost a lot of weight. You can see some of his outline now.

He pulled two boxes of bubble gum from his jacket pocket and handed them to Zhou Xinya, asking, "Did you have a good winter break?"

Tear open the candy wrapper, and inside is a strawberry-flavored bubble gum roll. The outer box can be "stuck" to the correct length, so you can only stick in as much as you want to eat.

Thinking of her two little ones at home, Zhou Xinya nodded, "It's alright, just a bit boring."

It's never boring to stay at home. You can't watch TV for too long, the library is closed, and the neighborhood kids either go back to their hometowns or visit relatives for the Lunar New Year.

Nobody plays with Zhou Xinya at all.

She was so lonely.

It was only in the last couple of days that Zhou Xinya realized it would be better to have a younger brother or sister.

At least they're family, they can play with me.

"Well, I have some bad news for you." The chubby boy lowered his head. "I was thinking of living next door to you and becoming your neighbor, but—"

"That house has been bought by someone else. I don't know if I'll have another chance."

This is also why Du Yuheng came to see Zhou Xinya today; he believes that things should be done thoroughly from beginning to end.

I told them we could be neighbors, I made that promise, but now I can't keep it.

The chubby boy was disappointed, but he also learned a lesson: "Don't tell anyone before things are successful."

To avoid being disappointed—

He was disappointed himself, but he also told Zhou Xinya.

It's incredibly disappointing that things can't be implemented.

"It's nothing." Zhou Xinya didn't think anything of it, but Du Yuheng's "sense of responsibility" was too much!

Having a mom with a PhD makes all the difference; she raises you to the highest standards in everything.

Lin Meiling raised her son to be the standard of her "dream lover," and she wanted him to become the kind of person she wanted to marry.

Gentle, patient, and easy to talk to—the couple didn't fit any of those descriptions.

Then let's raise our son to be a gentle and polite little prince.

That's why Du Yuheng feels so guilty now.

Here, after chatting for a while, Du Yuheng took out a red envelope from his pocket and said to Zhou Xinya, "This is what your father just gave me."

Oh, and then what?

Zhou Xinya knew that her father had prepared many red envelopes these days to give back to the uncles and aunts who came to give gifts and visit.

To wish for good luck.

However, those who came to give gifts would also give Zhou Xinya red envelopes, and this year Zhou Xinya received many red envelopes of all sizes.

Once you collect too much, you lose interest.

Back in her hometown, she could compete with her cousins ​​to see who received the most red envelopes.

Now that she's in Shanghai, who can she compare herself to?

Nobody received as much as her!

Of course, comparison is one thing, but the reason Zhou Xinya maintained a "peaceful mindset" was—

This money won't get warm in your pocket!

"My mom said she'll let me keep it for a few days, but I still have to give it back to her for safekeeping after the New Year."

If it's not something that truly belongs to you, then don't dwell on it.

To avoid feeling more heartbroken and reluctant to part with it the more I look at it!

So when Zhou Xinya received the red envelope from Du Weiguo, she thanked him politely and then put it into the small tin box so as not to be bothered by it.

In Du Weiguo's eyes, this scene showed "the demeanor of a young lady from a prominent family".

Du Weiguo sighed to Zhou Yunshi, "It's so much better to have a daughter. Look at her, so quiet and well-behaved, so sensible. She's a joy to behold."

As she said this, Sun Lifang was following the nurse as they pushed the newborn to the warm room for a bath.

This sentence, spoken right in front of her, left Sun Lifang with mixed feelings—

That's it? You actually dare to praise it?

You punched your son in the head and gave him a big bump.

Are you sure about Wenwen and Jingjing?

Perhaps those who have sons all want daughters. Du Weiguo liked Zhou Xinya more and more the more he looked at her, and he couldn't help but smile when he looked at her.

His lips were practically stretched to the sky, and he squinted, shook his head, and chuckled foolishly, "Why are you being so obedient?"

Upon hearing this, a well-behaved and quiet young lady got up again to refill his cup of tea, saying, "Uncle, be careful, it's hot."

Wow, you've gotten hooked on acting.

Zhou Xinya had already embraced the role of this thoughtful and sensible little girl, and her actions made Du Weiguo unable to resist teasing her, "How about being your uncle's daughter?"

"Whatever you want, Uncle will buy it for you."

The little girl had cute short bangs, below which was a fair and clean small face and bright, round, dark eyes.

They're so cute, the more I look at them, the cuter they become.

One daughter was one thing, but Du Weiguo heard that Zhou Yunshi also had a younger daughter.

God is unfair! I don't have any, but other people have two!

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