Chapter 312, Part 32

312:

When Ye Qingxi got home, he put down his schoolbag and didn't rush to do his homework or sign autographs for his classmates. Instead, he found the red envelopes he had collected.

These red envelope covers were saved by him after Mu Feng and the others gave him red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.

Now, it comes in handy.

Ye Qingxi had already calculated the amount when she received the principal's 8,000 yuan red envelope.

His grandfather, father, eldest uncle, aunt, and youngest uncle, plus Qin Yuan and Grandpa Feng, make seven people.

There were seven of him, including his teachers, senior brothers, and senior sisters.

There are fourteen people in total.

Fourteen people, eight thousand yuan—it's all too cheap for them to buy anything.

It would be better to just send it as a red envelope; that would be more festive.

Ye Qingxi calculated that if each person received 500 yuan, it would be exactly 7,000 yuan.

There's a thousand yuan left, perfect. Give his grandfather and his teacher an extra five hundred each.

After all, they are both quite old.

As for why it wasn't given to the older Grandpa Feng, Ye Qingxi scratched his face. Of course, it was because, among the three old men, Grandpa Kang had done more for him in the opening ceremony performance of the World Championship, and his grandfather... of course, it was because he liked his grandfather the most among the three!

Ye Qingxi sorted them out and put them into red envelopes one by one. Then she put three into her pocket and went downstairs with Mu Shaowu to the restaurant when he called her to eat.

Mu Shaoting has graduated and started working as a singer while also working for the group. As a result, she now eats dinner at home most of the time.

When Ye Qingxi had almost finished eating, she took out her red envelopes and sent them out one by one.

"This morning, my principal praised me, saying that I brought honor to the school, so he rewarded me with eight thousand yuan."

Mu Shaowu exclaimed in delight, "That's wonderful!"

Ye Qingxi nodded, "I originally wanted to buy you gifts, but after calculating, I didn't have enough money to buy anything, so I decided to give you red envelopes instead."

Upon hearing this, Mu Shaowu quickly opened the red envelope and found that it contained five hundred yuan.

five hundred?

That can't be right!

Given his son's personality, how could he possibly only give him 500 yuan out of an 8,000 yuan bonus?

Did I... take the wrong one?

Mu Shaowu turned to look at Mu Shaoting and saw that Mu Shaoting also had five hundred.

He looked at Mu Feng, but Mu Feng did not open the red envelope.

Mu Shaowu: ...

If he and Mu Shaoting both received the same amount, then it shouldn't be a mistake. In that case, Mu Shaoyan and his brother should also have received five hundred.

His father can't possibly pocket six thousand all by himself!

That's such a huge disparity!

He really dotes on his dad!

Mu Shaoting looked at her five hundred yuan and smiled, "Thank you, baby. I will spend this five hundred yuan wisely."

"Mmm~" Ye Qingxi said sweetly.

After he finished speaking, he explained, "Because there are a lot of people, everyone's red envelopes will be a little smaller, so please don't mind too much, Auntie."

"How could I? I'm overjoyed! How could I possibly mind?"

"But how could there be so much?" Mu Shaoting asked, puzzled.

There are only five people in their family, aren't there?

Ye Qingxi quickly started counting on her fingers for him.

Mu Shaowu was both amused and exasperated as he listened to him counting them off. He had wondered how there could be so many. It turned out that the child had included all his relatives and fellow disciples.

But that makes sense, Mu Shaowu thought. Elder Kang had gone to great lengths for him, and his senior brothers and sisters had also taken great care of him.

Ye Qingxi has now received her bonus and is sharing some with them. Although it's not a lot of money, it's a token of her appreciation and enough to warm their hearts.

"Didn't you keep any for yourself?" he asked his beloved son.

Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "I have money. Dad, you've already given me a lot of money."

Looking at his cute little face, Mu Shaowu didn't spoil his mood.

"Then Dad will accept it without hesitation."

Ye Qingxi nodded, "Mm."

Mu Feng didn't open his red envelope until he returned to his study.

Unlike his children's five hundred, his red envelope contained a thousand.

For someone like him, a thousand yuan would be too much trouble to even pick up, but now, he felt joy and warmth because of this thousand yuan.

Mu Feng stuffed the thousand yuan back into his pocket and then carefully put the red envelope into his drawer.

He transferred some money to Ye Qingxi via WeChat and also deposited some money into his bank account.

Ye Qingxi: ...Grandpa, there's no need for that.

But that's just how his grandfather is; he always wants to give him more.

So Ye Qingxi didn't refuse and sent a cute cat emoji: [Thank you~]

Mu Feng looked at it and smiled faintly.

The next day at lunchtime, Ye Qingxi gave Qin Luan the five hundred that Mu Zheng had given her.

His uncle is still busy; he's gone on another business trip.

However, since they are all family, his aunt accepting it is equivalent to his uncle accepting it as well.

To be precise, Ye Qingxi's red envelope was actually given to each family individually.

However, it's not about the larger family, but about the smaller one.

Mu Zheng, Qin Luan, and Qin Cheng, who are already married, are considered one family.

Mr. Kang and Mrs. Kang were family.

Grandpa Feng and Feng Que are related by blood and belong to the same family.

As for the others, his widowed grandfather lived alone.

His unmarried father, aunt, uncle, Qin Yuan, and fellow students also live in separate households.

There was no other way; there were just too many people.

The amount I received was far too little.

"This is the prize money my school gave me yesterday to commend my performance at the opening ceremony of the World Championships. I divided it up and decided to give it to everyone as red envelopes so that everyone can have some fun. This is for you, Uncle and Aunt, and Brother Qin Cheng."

Ye Qingxi smiled shyly, "Because there are many people to share, there might be a little less. Please don't mind, Aunt."

How could Qin Luan mind?

Qin Luan could only be surprised!

"For us?!"

"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.

Mu Shaowu laughed and said, "Just accept it. He sent it to me and Shaoting last night, and even to my dad, his senior brothers and sisters, teachers, great-grandfather, and your brother. He included everyone."

Qin Luan was even more surprised, "My brother too?!"

Ye Qingxi nodded again.

Qin Yuan is also his uncle, right?

Qin Luan looked at him with a smile, thinking that he was really thoughtful and considerate.

If his brother received this red envelope, he'd be overjoyed!

"Then your uncle will definitely be very happy."

As she said, Qin Yuan was somewhat taken aback when she suddenly received a red envelope from Ye Qingxi after dinner that evening.

"For me?"

Ye Qingxi nodded.

Qin Yuan looked at him in disbelief.

His surname was Qin, not Mu, and he didn't live with Ye Qingxi. Although he genuinely treated Ye Qingxi as his nephew, he never expected Ye Qingxi to treat him as her real uncle.

Now, Ye Qingxi actually gave him the prize money the school awarded him in the form of a red envelope, and Qin Yuan was extremely moved.

He couldn't help but hug Ye Qingxi and rub his little face hard until it turned rosy and pink.

Ye Qingxi: ...

It's clear that his uncle is really happy!

During class on Sunday, Ye Qingxi gave Kang Lao's red envelope to him.

Unfortunately, his senior classmates were all too busy, so he couldn't see them for a while, let alone get together. Therefore, Ye Qingxi sent each of them 500 yuan via WeChat, explaining that it was a bonus from the school.

Lu Mian and the others had never received red envelopes from adults before, and this was the first time they had received red envelopes from children. They were all very surprised.

Everyone checked their answers in the group chat, asking each other: "Did you receive Xiaoxi's school scholarship?"

Shali: [Received, five hundred.]

Lu Mian: [I also got 500.]

Zhu Qiu: [Me too.]

Wen Chong: [Same.]

Fu Zhan: [Same.]

Meng Man: [Same.]

Old Kang said proudly, "I received a thousand, it was in a red envelope, given to me."

Everyone: "You're a teacher, so it's definitely different."

Kang Lao also thought so.

He excitedly divided the money, giving 500 yuan to his wife, saying, "Xiao Xi said it's for both of us."

Madam Kang laughed and said, "How could you actually accept it? What kind of elder accepts money from a seven-year-old child?"

“That’s different,” Old Kang said proudly. “This is a bonus, a reward, something Xiao Xi earned with her own abilities.”

"Besides, it's not that they don't want to accept them; it's that they can't accept them. How many children are as well-behaved and filial as our Xiaoxi?"

Mrs. Kang nodded, "Indeed, this child is very thoughtful."

"I'd rather keep reminding his senior brothers and sisters to take good care of this junior brother in the future. With his personality, I'm afraid he'll suffer if he really enters the entertainment industry."

"But it should be alright," Old Kang added. "His father is very protective of his son, so with his father around, no one should dare to bully him."

"That's right, and what about Xiao Mian and the others? I think they all have a pretty good relationship with him."

“How could it not be good? Xiaoxi gave each of them 500, making a total of 8,000. That's 3,000! Add to that the 1,000 we each got, and half of it is gone.”

“This child…” Madam Kang couldn’t help but sigh, “He’s just too honest.”

"That's right!"

After finishing editing the video, Feng Que was about to take a break when he picked up his phone and glanced at his WeChat Moments. He then saw a new post from his grandfather.

Grandpa: [A red envelope from my great-grandson, hahaha, I never thought I'd receive a red envelope from my great-grandson one day~]

The accompanying image shows a 500 RMB WeChat red envelope from Ye Qingxi.

Feng Que was somewhat surprised. Why did Ye Qingxi suddenly send a red envelope to his grandfather?

He scrolled down and found that it was still posted by his grandfather.

Grandpa: [Who received a red envelope from their great-grandson today? Oh, it was me, haha~]

The accompanying image is a cheerful photograph of Aristotle.

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que silently scrolled down. Well, it was still his grandfather!

Grandpa: [I was caught off guard and received a red envelope from my great-grandson! I should have been the one to send it to him!]

The accompanying picture is a cute photo of a marshmallow.

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que felt that he was no longer surprised by anything.

Since recognizing Ye Qingxi as his great-grandson, his grandfather has entered a happy old age of showing off his great-grandson ahead of time.

During the opening ceremony of Ye Qingxi's World Championship, his grandfather could post ten times a day on WeChat Moments, all with the same central idea: Look, look, this is my great-grandson, hahaha!

He even omitted the word "gan" (干), pretending every day that he was like Ye Qingxi's great-grandfather.

But that's alright, Feng Que thought, at least the old man is happy every day now.

As he was thinking, he heard a notification sound from WeChat.

Feng Que opened the app, and as soon as he spoke, Cao Cao appeared. Who else could it be but his grandfather, this cheerful old man?

Grandpa: [Red Envelope]

Grandpa: [This is from Xiaoxi.]

Feng Que opened the window; it contained three hundred yuan.

Feng Que: [Thank you!]

Grandpa: [You're welcome. You can eat by yourself tomorrow. I'm going to visit Xiaoxi with Aristotle tomorrow.]

Phoenix Palace: ...

Feng Que felt that he was not surprised at all.

Feng Que: [Okay, please be careful on the road.]

Grandpa: Of course.

After informing his grandson, Grandpa Feng didn't tell his beloved great-grandson, intending to give him a surprise.

Meanwhile, after thanking Ye Qingxi, Feng Que whispered, "[I'll let you in on a little secret: your great-grandfather is bringing your beloved little dog to visit you tomorrow!]"

Ye Qingxi was pleasantly surprised: [Really?]

Feng Que: [Of course it's on holiday! They just sent me a notification telling me to eat by myself tomorrow.]

Feng Que sighed: [This is what they call "only hearing the laughter of great-grandchildren, but never the cries of grandchildren." Compared to you, I'm already a withered flower of yesterday.]

Ye Qingxi chuckled softly.

He replied: 【No, Uncle Feng, you're still a bright red peach blossom~】

I wonder where his love will blossom?