The big boss came quietly and left quietly, taking away several net bags of delicious food, saying he wanted to take them back to share with his old friends.
If his gums weren't showing, his eyes weren't squinting, and he didn't insist on adding more chili peppers while Guagua was cooking, his persuasiveness would be stronger.
Shishi stared at the departing car and sighed, "I never imagined that our big boss grandpa was such a foodie who loves meat and spicy food."
Little Liu tilted his head back and seriously exposed her shortcomings.
"Mom, Dad said that you have a mouth only to eat meat, and he is the same as you."
"How can it be the same for me? I'm young and my body can handle it, but the big boss is getting old and needs a lighter diet."
"They will live to be a hundred years old, and they will give us red envelopes for many years to come."
Grandpa Xiao chuckled and picked up the little guy. "Little Six is right. The big leader will definitely live to be a hundred years old."
The country needs them, and the people need them. They will stand firm like pine trees and never fall.
The little money-grubber Da Liu weighed the red envelopes in his hand, gathered his friends to count the red envelopes they had received, and commented like a little adult.
"Add Auntie Gua, one segment is 28 red envelopes. The big boss's great-grandfather loses, we win, hehe."
Guagua put his hands on his hips in protest, "Big Six, Aunt Guagua's skills are comparable to those of an imperial chef, how can they be measured by money?"
"No matter how big the red envelope from the big boss is, I'm always at a loss. I'm losing big time."
Da Liu grinned and stuffed his red envelope into his clothes for safekeeping, much to the chagrin of the machine.
"Auntie Gua is at a disadvantage. Da Liu gets paid for doing nothing, so he's not at a loss at all."
"Big Six, don't you love Auntie Gua anymore?"
Big Six used his two little fingers to pull down his eyelids and stuck out his little tongue.
"Big Six is a great deal, may you make a fortune, Auntie Gua, congratulations on your fortune, give me a red envelope."
"Hey, you little rascal, Aunt Gua just received her red envelope and you're already eyeing it?"
The little guy has quite a set of theories: "Auntie's is Mommy's, and Mommy's is ours."
Xiao Liu stuffed his red envelope into the little golden piggy bank, which was made by Chou Chou. Each little guy had one, and it was pure gold.
After hiding the red envelope, she came over and spoke in her sweet, childlike voice, spouting fallacies that left no room for doubt.
“Aunt Gua, Da Liu and I are Mom’s descendants. Dad’s money belongs to Mom, and then Mom’s money belongs to Da Liu and me.”
"So, your money also belongs to me and Da Liu."
"So, does that mean your grandparents' money is also your money?" Zhang Tong teased the little guy with a smile.
Xiao Liu shook his head, "Not entirely. Grandpa and Grandma's money is divided into nine parts. One part belongs to Mom, eight parts belong to the uncles, and the uncles' money belongs to the cousins, not to Da Liu and Xiao Liu."
The little one loves money, but she's not greedy. She'll take what's rightfully hers and won't covet what's not.
The Xiao family was very pleased.
“Yes, yes, Aunt Gua said that a gentleman loves money, but he earns it in a proper way. We are little gentlemen.” Da Liu hugged Gua Gua’s long, thin legs and smiled with his eyes crinkling.
"Auntie Gua, is Da Liu's explanation correct?"
Guagua knew that the two little devils were trying to coax him into giving her a red envelope, so she gave in.
"Yes, yes, what Da Liu and Xiao Liu said is right. Go take a bath and change into new clothes. Duo Duo and Bei Bei should also go take a bath with their brothers. Aunt Gua will give you red envelopes."
The little guy, barely taller than a thigh, spoke profound truths in a soft, babyish voice, completely captivating the Xiao family. Before the first day of the Lunar New Year even arrived, they were already handing out red envelopes.
After collecting them all, my piggy bank was full.
"Wow, Mom, look, my jar is full!"
After giving out the last red envelope, Xiao Liu happily rolled around on the carpet, clutching his piggy bank.
Shishi didn't use a piggy bank; she used a small cloth bag, which was also bulging.
She loves Chinese New Year the most, and she receives a lot of red envelopes every year. She hasn't opened any of them and keeps them all in the box in her space.
"Tomorrow I'll go to the Lu and Shen families to collect red envelopes, and also Grandpa Ye. Then I'll go to the sea market and the islands, where I'll collect even more red envelopes. Okay, time to sleep. I have to work tomorrow."
"Yeah, we're going to have a lot of big games tomorrow, so many matches."
Visiting relatives at the beginning of the year can last for several days. Relatives and acquaintances in every nook and cranny have been visited, or more accurately, their red envelopes have been collected.
Having just returned from the island, Guagua watched the plane disappear into the distance and exclaimed, "Master, the big boss really made the right choice with this plane!"
Isn't it worth it? You spend the country's oil and get your own bonus.
Shishi admires the gifts she received for starting school.
A photo of 10,000 fingerprints.
The image's heading features eight characters: "Zhou Shi, the top scholar, praised by ten thousand."
Below are densely packed fingerprints and signatures.
This was prepared by all the soldiers and their wives on the island.
Those who can read sign their names and affix their fingerprints, while those who cannot read only affix their fingerprints.
The fingerprints are all thumbprints, representing sincere praise for the top scorer in the college entrance examination.
Shishi's smile hasn't stopped since she returned from the island.
Shen Bingshan handled this matter in a way that pleased her greatly.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, look, so many people say Shishi is amazing."
"I want to frame it and hang it in the front of the living room so that everyone who comes in can see it."
Grandpa Xiao was extremely proud.
I've heard of petitions written in blood by thousands of people, but this is the first time I've seen praise like this.
Every word and every fingerprint represents affirmation of Shishi and also signifies her excellent interpersonal relationships.
No wonder she's his granddaughter.
"Shishi, the praise picture is made of clean white cloth strips. For moisture protection, Grandpa thinks it would be better to seal it completely with glass."
"How about sealing it with glass first and then framing it?"
“Then let’s do it the way Grandpa says. Grandpa, please help me with it. Once it’s done, hang it in the main hall of the courtyard house. I want to see it every day.”
"Mom, in sixth grade, we need to put our fingerprints on the paper."
"Sixth grader also needs to press."
"And Beibei too."
"Dodo wants some too."
"We all need to press it."
Shishi accepted all offers and even pressed a clearly defined thumbprint in the lower right corner herself.
He praises himself without any pretense.
When Xie Lin returned from the military region, this blessing of unity among the people had already been framed in a large gold-rimmed frame and hung in the center of the main room of the courtyard house.
Eye-catching and dazzling.
“You jerk, I forgot. We should have waited for you to come back and put your fingerprint on it before sealing it. We all did.”
Xie Lin knew all too well how arrogant his wife was.
She loves to eat and is greedy for money, but she loves fame even more.
Food can be shared a little, wealth can be divided in small portions, but fame must be protected to the death.
While others might hide their talents, she desperately wants the whole world to know that she is the most outstanding and capable.
In her words: "A cow needs to be blown into the air to fly."
The top leader said she was the pride of the Dragon Kingdom, and she accepted it without any modesty, patting her chest and even asking the top leader to personally write a banner praising her, which is now hanging on the tree in her online space.
“It’s okay, in my heart, you’ll always be this one.” He gave her a thumbs up and pressed it against her nose.
"Shishi, Shen Yijin is very dedicated."
"Well, so I'm planning to give him a big gift in return."
"Return to what?"
"Of course, it's to help him get promoted and make a fortune, but that doesn't include changing his wife, hahaha~"
"Naughty~"
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