Chapter 127 Sending Red Envelopes
I ate my tangerines, watching them all look sullen. "Why aren't you talking?" Since they're all silent, I'll do the talking.
"Brother Junliang, are you jealous of me?" I jokingly said, "I'm my father's biological child, so of course I'm more important in his heart. What's there to compare?"
Provoked by me, he really started to talk without thinking: "You? Do you think I want to compete with you? Ha, a little girl who knows nothing and thinks she is a treasure. Why do you think Second Uncle doesn't let you go to his factory? Isn't it because he wants you to give him something for his own good..."
"Enough! Junliang, don't go too far! Mengmeng is my daughter, your sister." My father roared and stopped my cousin from continuing.
Alas, I feel a little regretful. Why didn’t you say it? You were almost about to tell the truth.
But it always makes my dad so jumpy, and I feel a perverted excitement in my heart when the secret is teetering on the edge of being revealed.
I was just thinking about whether to provoke him again when my uncle's family of four arrived.
My uncle and aunt are both civil servants in the county. They have always had a good relationship, from wearing school uniforms to wearing wedding dresses. Their family is not rich, but they have enough food and clothing and live without much pressure.
I was very happy to see my uncle. He has more contact with my family. He often brings his two cousins to visit my house. Wenbo and Wensong are also quite familiar with me.
He never made a clear statement about grandma's suggestion to adopt Wensong into my family. Every time grandma said so, he just smiled and said nothing. I don't know whether he was happy to see it happen or knew it was not feasible and just let grandma say it.
"Happy New Year, uncle and aunt." I greeted him with a smile, took the things he was holding and put them by the door.
"Mengmeng, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why haven't you grown taller?" My uncle rubbed my head affectionately. "Look at your two younger brothers. Wensong is taller than you."
I'm really not talking about anything. I'm satisfied with everything about myself except my height. I haven't grown since junior high school.
Wenbo wears glasses and looks gentle and refined. Wensong is half a head taller than me, a tall guy with a childish face.
"Sister Mengmeng is the shortest in our family, right?" Wensong teased me.
I said expressionlessly, "Wensong, your New Year's red envelope will be reduced by half."
"Although you are short, you are exquisite. From your toes to your hair, every inch is just right, perfect. You are the most beautiful in the family." In order to get a New Year's red envelope, Wen Song immediately showed his adaptability.
I didn't hesitate either. I took out my cell phone and immediately transferred a red envelope of 1,888 yuan to each of the two brothers.
The young aunt said politely: "Mengmeng, you are the same age as them, how can they let you give them New Year's money?"
"Aunt, it's Chinese New Year, they are both my brothers, as an older sister, giving them a red envelope is nothing, and besides, I will graduate soon and will have an income soon."
The young aunt smiled and said nothing more.
Grandma couldn't bear it, "Mengmeng, why don't you give your brother Junliang a red envelope?"
I was shocked by my grandmother's words. "Grandma, he is my brother, four years older than me, and he already has a job. How can I give him a red envelope? Even if I have to give it to him, he should give it to me."
This eldest son and grandson holds a very special place in grandma's heart, and she is willing to fight for even this little bit of profit for him.
The uncle was also a little embarrassed, "Mom, what are you talking about? Junliang is so old, how can he let Mengmeng give him New Year's money?"
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