The three Ping An brothers have received many gifts.
Some have more, some have less.
But it's never been this awkward.
Glancing at the old lady's graying cuffs, I felt even more uncomfortable.
Yes, maybe he came to the wedding, so there is not a single patch on his body.
But if they remembered correctly, this dress should have been sewn by his mother for his grandmother a long time ago.
——There are also the dark patterns that his mother always embroiders on the cuffs of clothes.
Fifty cents, perhaps they had already planned to give the three brothers one dollar and fifty cents when they made the move.
According to what the three brothers had inquired about, in many production teams, a centimeter was only worth a few cents. How much could he earn at such an old age? How many days of backbreaking labor in the fields did one dollar represent?
After watching the old captain's marriage proposal with the elders, the three brothers immediately returned to their own yard before the banquet was over. They had to do something...
They used to think his father was soft-hearted, but now they seem to understand a little.
Some kindness can warm people's hearts, especially that bit of kindness from those who are poorer and more unable to take care of themselves.
"Brother, all the sheets have been given away. The old man will definitely be reluctant to use them. You can even exchange them for something else or money."
"Give them a few more towels and pillowcases. Don't give them any cloth, or they might think we're looking down on them."
Ping An watched his brothers scramble and warned them, "Don't give too much. I've heard Dad say none of them are good children. If you give, they'll be snatched away."
Liuyi scratched his head and said, "So, let's not give them anything. It's too conspicuous when packed up. Let's keep some food coupons as a backup and give the rest, okay?"
"Yes, we should take it slow. In the future, let Mom send them some gifts during the holidays. It doesn't have to be much. First, it will make their later years better, and second, it will give those bad guys a lesson."
Ping An listened to his two younger brothers and nodded in satisfaction. He had no objection; the final decision on the elderly man's specific situation would ultimately be made by his parents.
After the three brothers had discussed it, they hurriedly put two boxes of cakes and two towels into the cloth bag, stuffed it with thirty kilograms of food coupons, and then took the spare military coats that Zhao Chuangguang had given them and went out.
As soon as he found Zhang's mother, Ping An pulled her aside and said, "Grandma, please take a look for us. This is a gift for my aunt and uncle. Do you think it's okay?"
"You want this coat too?"
"Well, I saw they were shivering with cold just now." Ping'an looked at Zhang's mother, who was frowning with heartache, with amusement, "Grandma, this is my second uncle's old coat. He used it to wrap our legs."
"It looks like it's new to me." Zhang's mother gritted her teeth and said, "Give it to me, give it to me. It's really pitiful. You guys are like your parents, and you're just soft-hearted."
Liuyi poked Wuyi, and saw how distressed his grandmother was about the coat. If she knew there were food coupons inside, she would definitely get angry. What should he do?
Wuyi blinked and looked at him pitifully, "I'm the youngest."
"Why didn't you tell me you were younger before? Third Master!"
"No matter how arrogant I am outside, I'm still your brother." Wuyi was determined to be shameless to the end. His father said that shamelessness is also a kind of skill.
Ping An glanced at his mumbling brothers and whispered to Zhang's mother, "Grandma, my aunt gave us a lot of pocket money, and I'd feel embarrassed to give it back to her, so I collected 30 kilograms of food coupons and gave them back to her. Do you think it's okay? I've looked around and everything in the house is quite valuable. This seems to be the best to sell."
When Zhang's mother heard him say this, she nodded repeatedly. "They have a hard life, so we should give it back to them. This is good. Is it enough for you? Grandma still has some, I'll give it to you tonight."
Ping An breathed a sigh of relief. At least he didn't ask how much he had given.
Wuyi looked at him blankly. It turned out that the shameless man was waiting here. My dear brother, is it okay for you to fool your dear grandmother like this?
Liuyi leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Do you think grandma will beat my brother tonight?"
"Oh, I'm speechless."
There were losses, but there were also unexpected gains soon after.
After accompanying Father and Mother Zhang to see off Aunt Zhang and her husband as they were on their way home, the three Ping'an brothers were not at all surprised to be "summoned" by the bride.
My sister-in-law Mai Miao, who had been busy all day, came running over and said, "Ping An, we've been waiting for you. Come on, let's go to the new house."
Ping An paused when he heard this, "Are my cousin and the others here?"
"Yes. You'll know when you come."
Zhang's mother pushed him and said, "Go ahead. Watch out for the six-one-five-one and don't get squeezed."
Liuyi and Wuyi said they were short but strong, waved to Zhang's mother and the others, grabbed their brother and ran off. They had to see what the new bride was up to, right?
"Here we are, here we are. Now, except for the two soldiers, our generation is complete. Where should we stand for the photo?"
Xizi waited for Xiao Zuo to finish speaking, then looked at his new wife and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, you come."
Shitou shouted in a strange voice: "Hey, everyone applaud and let the sister-in-law speak."
Ping An looked at his hands, motionless on the table, a smile flashing in his eyes. He had no talent at all, yet he wanted to be the boss after bringing in a newcomer. I guess many people would be dissatisfied.
Zhang Mingzuo patted the stone and said, "There are still guests outside. Be quiet."
Zhang Ziwen pretended not to notice their little tricks and picked up Liuyi who was nearby. "I want to stay at your place tonight. Are you welcome?"
Liuyi is not the sweet-talking Wuyi. Hearing this, he said, "Okay." Then he nodded and looked quietly at the cousins in the room.
Gong Xiaoya smiled shyly, turned around, pulled out a backpack, and handed it to Xizi, "You should do it. It's not much, just a token of your appreciation."
Xizi nodded happily.
From Ping'an's perspective, this person was already drunk.
"This is the wedding money your sister-in-law gave you. No, it's a gift to everyone except the few who have already received their wages. Why don't you thank your sister-in-law?"
Ping An's mouth twitched when he heard this. This was truly a brilliant statement. I wonder how much reward he had been given?
"Don't listen to him, he's drunk." Gong Xiaoya glanced at him, took the bag again with a smile, took out a stack of red envelopes wrapped in red paper from it and stuffed them into the bags one by one.
No matter how big the red envelope is, the recipient will never be stingy with a thank you to the sister-in-law. But when it comes to May Day, it's not so easy to deal with.
Mai Miao reminded everyone one by one, and Gong Xiaoya followed her words and said, "May Day, give it to me."
The little thing blocked it with both hands and asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, why didn't I hear anyone call me uncle today? Uncle is fine too, after all, I am young."
Shitou clapped his hands happily. "Right! You idiots. Come on, come on, rearrange yourselves. Wuyi, where should you be ranked?"
Wuyi looked at Gong Xiaoya with a smile, "This is not a question of seating arrangement. Just now, Brother Xizi called the wrong person outside and he had to drink three glasses of wine as punishment. Since she's your new sister-in-law, I can be understanding. One glass will be enough. What do you say?"
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