Zhao Yun looked at her brother who had remained silent and felt bad. He always told her to think about her brothers and that he would support her in the future.
But now it’s the same New Year’s money, but they are still bullying her like this. When she really encounters that, can she still count on them?
Zhao Yun could only keep her dissatisfaction in her heart and dared not vent it out at all, otherwise she would suffer the consequences.
Wang Juan walked to the door, looked into the room, and found that Zhao Yun's expression was not good.
It seemed that this was another conflict caused by the New Year's money. Wang Juan shook her head, but she would not let her wallet suffer just to make them happy.
The couple has a lot of foreign debts and they are busy making money, so they don't have time to waste money.
Wang Ke had already prepared everything at home. When he saw them coming, he asked, "Can we burn paper money over there?"
Yesterday, the three of them not only chatted, but also made some paper money, waiting to burn it for Wang Dahe and his wife today.
Don’t look at the young man who folded paper money very skillfully yesterday. But today he is worried about all kinds of things, wondering what he will do if he can’t fold paper money.
"Don't worry, I know there's a place to burn things." When Wang Dahe and his wife were buried, Zhao Lei took a good look at it.
"Just follow me." Zhao Lei helped pack up the things and then picked up his bag to leave.
It was a nice day on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Everyone was chatting in the yard. Seeing Zhao Lei carrying a lot of bags, everyone was surprised, "What are you doing?"
"Go see my parents." Wang Juan whispered.
Aunt Hao and the others immediately understood, "You are going to visit your parents and tell them that you will soon be grandparents."
Aunt Hao still remembers that when Wang Juan's mother was young, she often helped them. "Well, if you see anyone buying something at the door, please buy some for me and burn it for your parents."
Aunt Hao didn't know that Wang Juan and the others were going to pay tribute to Wang Dahe and his wife, and they hadn't prepared anything.
He could only pay the money and stop Wang Juan from paying it back. "When your mother was around, she really helped us a lot."
"Tell them that I'm doing well. I'll bring Xiaojie to visit them during the Qingming Festival."
“Okay.” Wang Juan knew that since the Queen Mother passed away, Aunt Hao would also go to worship the Queen Mother every year when she went to sweep her husband’s grave.
Zhang Cuihua was stunned when she saw Zhao Lei and his friends going out with bags, and she wanted to know what was in the bags.
Zhang Cuihua was so angry after hearing Aunt Hao's loud voice that she said, "I have never seen a son like this before."
"My parents are still alive, and it's New Year's Day, but they're busy sweeping the graves of Yue's family."
"It's New Year's Day. It's unlucky just thinking about it." Zhang Cuihua wanted to scold Zhao Lei, but she also knew that this boy had made up his mind and would not give up this idea because of her dissuasion.
Zhao Tiezhu didn't want to listen to Zhang Cuihua's nagging, it felt so harsh, he always had a feeling that she wanted to say that he was useless and couldn't even suppress his son.
He stood up and said, "I'm going to walk outside for a while."
He didn't want to stay at home. He felt really depressed. Everyone was either crying or complaining non-stop, which made Zhao Tiezhu feel uncomfortable.
Going out for a walk? Zhang Cuihua looked at his back and wanted to ask, if you don't dislike the gossips from outsiders and the loss of face, why do you want to go out now?
Zhang Cuihua really didn't understand, but the old man had already made the decision, so she could only go along with it.
The man was not at home. Zhang Cuihua thought for a moment and went back to her room to rest. She did not get a good rest last night.
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