Xia Qingqing was quite surprised when Song Ze came to visit with gifts to wish her a Happy New Year.
"Little Song, you're too kind, bringing so many things. I don't know what to say to you," Zhang Hongyan warmly welcomed Song Ze into the house.
She now has an extremely good impression of Song Ze, after all, every time Song Ze came over in the past few months, he brought money to her family.
Although she and the man worked hard to earn this money, who wouldn't like a "money-giving boy"?
Song Ze's eyes were full of smiles: "Auntie, this is a New Year's gift for you and Uncle Xia. You can't refuse it. I'd like to stay home for lunch."
Zhang Hongyan patted his shoulder with a playful laugh: "Look at what you're saying. You came all this way to wish me a Happy New Year, how could I not even let you have a meal? People who don't know better would think I'm stingy."
After saying that, she asked Xia Qingqing to entertain Song Ze, while she pulled Xia Heping to the kitchen.
He whispered in Xia Heping's ear, "Heping, with so many things Xiao Song brought over, how big of a red envelope should we give him?"
Xia Heping replied, "I just glanced at it. Although that bottle of Moutai is only 8 yuan, ordinary people can't buy it at all now. And those two bulging bags are filled with cotton-padded clothes. They must have prepared enough for our family of four. Add to that the tonics and sweets and snacks, and it must cost at least a hundred yuan."
After saying that, Xia Heping was still a little amazed. It was so extravagant for rich people to give gifts like this. This little Song is not even Xia's son-in-law yet. I wonder how he will give gifts when he becomes a proper son-in-law of Xia's family.
Zhang Hongyan frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "How about we make the red envelope 88.8 yuan? It sounds like 'get rich, get rich, get rich,' and it has a good meaning."
“Okay, let’s do it this way,” Xia Heping said without objection.
Although the value of those items was definitely more than 88.8 yuan, Song Ze was their daughter's boyfriend, and as elders, they should accept some of the gifts he gave, since it was a token of the child's good intentions.
If they actually returned the money to Song Ze at the original price, people who didn't know better would think they had a problem with Song Ze.
Since Gou Dan and Tian Hongjun, the two little guys, were still playing in the main room, Xia Qingqing pulled Song Ze back to her own room.
After entering the room, Xia Qingqing poked Song Ze's fair cheek unhappily: "Why didn't you tell me you were coming to pay New Year's visits today? You caught me completely off guard."
"I wanted to give you a surprise. We haven't seen each other for almost half a month. I miss you so much. Don't you miss me too?" Song Ze put his arm around Xia Qingqing's waist and pressed his face against hers.
Xia Qingqing didn't stop him, and explained softly, "I miss you too, but it's too cold and I don't want to go out. Besides, you're busy too."
She knew that Song Ze, Yuan Xin, Ning Zhiyuan and the others seemed to be busy with a batch of cotton-padded clothes that they had brought over from Guangzhou, and they didn't have time to come and play with her.
"Yes, I've been selling a batch of goods with Yuanxin and the others lately. I also brought a few cotton-padded coats from Guangzhou for you and your aunt. You can see if you like them when they arrive."
Xia Qingqing asked curiously, "Are you setting up your own stall? Are the regulations strict now?"
"It was too cold, so we didn't set up our own stall and instead sold everything to middlemen."
Although the middlemen earn less per piece of clothing when they wholesale to them, it's still worth it because I don't have to work as hard.
Otherwise, if you go outside in this kind of weather and freeze all day, I feel like my ears are going to freeze off.
“Oh, that’s definitely more convenient,” Xia Qingqing nodded knowingly.
Song Ze blew a breath onto Xia Qingqing's neck, tickling her so much that she kept dodging before laughing and saying, "How about I take you to the department store when the weather gets better?"
He earned so much money so that he could give Xia Qingqing a better life. Unfortunately, Xia Qingqing didn't really like spending his money. She would only occasionally accept his gifts and usually reciprocate.
Song Ze had money to spare and knew that Xia Qingqing loved houses, so he would buy them whenever he found a suitable one. He has now bought several courtyard houses.
When Xia Qingqing heard Song Ze invite her to go shopping, she replied indifferently, "We'll see when the time comes. It's so cold these days, I don't want to go out."
The two didn't stay in the room for long; they chatted casually for a while before leaving.
Tian Hongjun originally wanted to leave when he saw that guests had come to the Xia family, but Gou Dan forced him to stay. Later, he felt less uncomfortable when he saw Xia Qingqing and Song Ze go to their room.
"Jiale, who is that brother to your family?" Tian Hongjun glanced curiously toward Xia Qingqing's room, but could only see the tightly closed door.
Gou Dan chuckled: "He's my sister's boyfriend, you can just call him Brother Song like I do."
Tian Hongjun had an expression that said, "I knew it." He had guessed that it must be Qingqing's boyfriend. However, the guy was tall and handsome, and he and Qingqing were a good match.
When Gou Dan heard Tian Hongjun say this, he felt a sense of pride and honor: "I also think my sister is beautiful. I have never seen a girl more beautiful than my sister on the street."
"Why do I hear someone praising me?" Xia Qingqing's smiling voice rang out behind Gou Dan, startling him.
"Sis, why do you walk so quietly? You almost scared me to death!" Gou Dan patted his chest.
Xia Qingqing smiled brightly: "You were so engrossed in chatting with Hongjun. You two little ones have good taste. Next time, I'll take you to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some delicious food."
Dog Egg immediately cheered happily, "Thank you, fairy sister!"
He knew that Xia Qingqing liked to hear nice things, and lately he had become increasingly sweet-talking. If he could make his sister happy, everything would be much easier than begging his mother.
Tian Hongjun was still not used to having strangers around, so he tugged at Gou Dan's cotton coat and said, "Jiale, it's getting late, I'll go back and eat first. Will you come find me to play after lunch?"
“Okay, I’ll come to your house after dinner,” Gou Dan readily agreed.
Song Ze had lunch at the Xia family's house, chatted with Zhang Hongyan and Xia Heping for a while, and then planned to go back. Before leaving, Zhang Hongyan gave him a large red envelope.
Seeing that he was about to refuse, Zhang Hongyan grabbed his hand and said, "Xiao Song, you must keep this red envelope. Otherwise, your aunt will feel embarrassed to accept the gifts you brought. You should take them all back."
Since things had come to this point, Song Ze had no choice but to accept the red envelope: "Auntie, then I'll shamelessly accept it. Thank you and Uncle Xia."
Zhang Hongyan patted the back of his hand: "Don't be so polite with your aunt. Come over anytime you have time. Qingqing, could you see Xiao Song off?"
Song Ze and Xia Qingqing reached the front door before Song Ze asked in a low voice, "Qingqing, are you coming to my house to play tomorrow?"
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