"Dad, I want to eat candied haws!"
Hua Wanchi pointed to a man selling candied haws on the roadside.
Hua Xuguo stopped and asked:
"Comrade, how much is a string of candied haws?"
"Fifty cents!"
"Give me a bunch."
Hua Xuguo paid the money.
While eating candied haws, Hua Wanchi and Hua Xuguo stopped by a stall again.
The stalls were piled with red couplets, door gods, and the word "Fu".
“How much are the couplets?”
"Two cents a pair! Want door gods and the character for blessing?"
"How much?"
"Door gods are 1.5 cents a pair, and the character for "Fu" is 5 cents a piece!"
"A pair of door gods, two more blessing characters, and six pairs of couplets!"
After visiting the market, Hua Xuguo returned home carrying bags of New Year’s goods and couplets.
There are a lot of food in Hua Wanchi’s space, but they can’t produce the flavors of this era.
This year, my brothers and I have divided up the family business, so we have to give New Year’s money to the children.
Hua Aihua smiled and stuffed a red envelope into Hua Wanchi's pocket: "Happy New Year, Chi Chi!"
He also stuffed one for Xiao Youzi and Xiangxiang: "Come on, come on, uncle will give you red envelopes! Happy New Year everyone!"
Hua Jingmin prepared six red envelopes, and after distributing them, he said quietly, "Among the brothers, I'm the one who suffers the most. I don't even have any children at home, and I only give money."
Hua Qingping laughed: "Third brother, if you and your sister-in-law have more children, you can make it all back in a few years!"
Hua Wanli's son is named Hua Lexi, nicknamed Xiaole, and he is four years old this year.
The red envelopes given by several uncles were ruthlessly confiscated by Hua Wanli.
Xiaole burst into tears: "Mom is bad!"
Everyone laughed happily.
The old man smiled and said, "Don't cry, Xiaole. When you grow up, grandpa will give you a big red envelope!"
The two brothers Hua Yuancheng were the happiest, as several uncles gave them red envelopes, and the New Year’s money was several times more than in previous years!
The table is piled with all kinds of New Year's goods, and everyone has new clothes. They have no worries about food and clothing, and are happy every year.
Wang Dajuan had heard a long time ago that Fang Jianzhong had a son, but she never had the chance to see him.
When she heard that the child took the old Hua family surname, she was dismissive.
But in the past few years, all the babies born in the family were girls, which made her very annoyed.
This time, when I heard that the couple brought their son home for the New Year, I had an idea.
After all, this is her grandson!
A must see.
And it would be best if the child changed his surname to Fang!
She quietly slipped to the door of Lao Hua's house and saw that everyone was wearing brand new clothes and everyone had a happy face. She couldn't help feeling jealous.
Why do they live so well?
Old Hua has more granddaughters than grandsons. It must be because of this that she wants her grandson to have the surname Hua, but she is not happy about it now.
No matter what, Fang Jianzhong is her family's seed after all, and Fang Jianzhong's children are her grandchildren.
Can a mere letter of severance really sever the blood connection?
Fang Jianzhong was asked to paste couplets, and Hua Wanli went to the kitchen to help, so she asked Xiaole to sit on a small stool and eat roasted sweet potatoes.
Wang Dajuan carefully walked around the cactus by the wall and saw her grandson sitting in the yard through the gate. His little face looked so happy.
She was delighted and called out quietly, "Hey, little ghost, come to grandma quickly!"
Xiao Le looked up in confusion and saw a woman hiding outside the door stealthily, winking and calling him.
He thought the other party wanted to eat the roasted sweet potato in his hand.
So he walked over and was about to ask her if she wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but the woman grabbed his arm unexpectedly.
Wang Dajuan immediately hugged the child in her arms, pinched his face, and liked him more and more the more she looked at him.
Xiaole looked up, puzzled: "Who are you?"
Wang Dajuan grinned and coaxed softly, "I'm your grandma."
Xiaole frowned and said, "You're lying, my grandma is in the house!"
After saying this, as if to prove that what he said was right, Xiaole shouted:
"Grandma! Grandma!"
Wang Dajuan panicked and quickly looked up at the yard, then covered Xiaole's mouth.
She lowered her voice and said, "I am really your grandma! Dear grandma! Grandma will take you home."
Xiaole suddenly burst into tears and howled, "You are not my grandma! My grandma and my old lady are at home! My dad and mom are at home too! You are a bad person!"
Hearing Xiaole's crying, Su Qiuying hurried out and was shocked to see him trapped at the door by Wang Dajuan.
"Hey, what are you doing!" She ran over quickly.
Xiaole was still crying, with snot and tears all over his face, and saliva coming out of his open mouth.
Wang Dajuan covered her mouth in a panic, and was disgusted by the child's dirty nose and tears. She tried to coax him, but she didn't know how and could only worry.
I couldn't help but curse: "Your father is an unfilial son, and your grandfather's family are all black-hearted ghosts. They didn't even bring my grandson to see his grandmother even though he's obviously my grandson. The little ghost can't even recognize him."
Su Qiuying snatched the child away and said angrily, "What are you doing? You have nothing to do with Jianzhong anymore, why are you still trying to coax his child?"
When Wang Dajuan heard this, she retorted, "Who said it doesn't matter? Didn't he come out of my belly? How can it be okay if it's my own son?"
She continued to shout, "I can't even come to see my own grandson? It must be your family who instigated this. My son came home and didn't even ask to see his parents. My grandson is almost becoming yours!"
Su Qiuying frowned and interrupted: "What do you mean by almost becoming ours? Xiaole is my grandson. What have you done that you've forgotten? No one does things like you do!"
Wang Dajuan's eyes rolled, and she slapped her thigh and howled, "Yeah! Your family is rich! Everything you say is right! You're bullying my grandson so much that you won't even let him look at his grandmother! I've never seen you guys be so overbearing!"
Everyone in the room came out when they heard the noise.
Xiaole saw the two people arguing, the noise around her ears was so loud that she cried even harder.
Fang Jianzhong and Hua Wanli hurried forward, and Fang Jianzhong looked at his mother coldly.
"What are you doing? I'm asking you, why are you still making a fuss? We were no longer friends eight years ago! You spent all the 1,000 yuan, and now you're here to cause trouble again, right?"
Originally everyone was busy at home, some were cleaning the house, some were putting up couplets, and some were preparing New Year’s Eve dinner.
As soon as they heard the quarrel coming from the door of Lao Hua's house, a group of people gathered to watch the fun.
The young team leader came out to persuade them: "Everyone, if you have anything to say, just talk it out. Today is New Year's Eve, why are you arguing?"
Su Qiuying was furious: "It's this woman who came to my house to steal my grandson. Let me tell you, if you're serious, you're a human trafficker, don't you understand? You should be put in jail!"
Wang Dajuan glared and screamed, "Look, my grandson is a human trafficker? Just because your family is rich, you can be unreasonable, right?
You guys come and judge for yourself, the son and daughter-in-law haven't even come home to visit for so many years, and they didn't even let their grandparents see their child after they gave birth! This is unfilial!"
Fang Jianzhong gnashed his teeth in anger: "I'm telling you, I didn't tell anyone about what happened back then just to save your face. Don't force me to tell the whole story!"
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