Ye Yue also received two fifty-yuan notes, and then there were the miscellaneous notes from her maternal grandparents, Uncle Yangyang, Uncle Chen, Gu Yujin, and even Hao Gang and a few others, which added up to nearly two hundred yuan.
Tsk tsk....
It's over a thousand.
In those days, having a thousand yuan in savings was equivalent to twenty or thirty thousand yuan thirty years later, but now it's a considerable sum of money.
After all, in rural areas, there might only be two or three families in a town with that much savings.
"Mom, actually, the grandpa with the shiny gold flowers on his shoulder also wanted to give Tuanzi money, but it was too much, and Tuanzi didn't dare to accept it."
Forehead?
Grandpa with glittering gold flowers on his shoulders?
How should this be understood?
It was Gao Dan, a man who had always been in the military, who realized: "Wife, he must be talking about Chief of Staff Ye."
Lieutenant General—that rank is pure gold. No wonder the humble person said there were glittering golden flowers on the list of successful candidates. But they weren't flowers; they were ears of wheat.
"It was him?"
It seems like there's no one else around.
"Son, how much is too much? Is it so scary that you won't want it?" Yingying was still very curious about this.
The little boy pondered for a moment, then looked at Ye Wanying and said, "Mommy, it's this thick, all fifty-centimeter bills." He gestured with his little fingers, indicating that it was about two centimeters thick.
The largest denomination currently in circulation is fifty, and very few people use one hundred. According to the little guy, it's all fifty, so it should be a regular stack of one hundred.
Holy crap.
That's quite a generous offer, spending five thousand or more in one go.
Actually, that's not the case. Since the banknotes were brand new, to be precise, there were two stacks, totaling a full ten thousand.
No wonder the villain didn't dare to accept it.
Ye Wanying was speechless at this point. Her father was truly terrifying; when he did act, it was terrifying.
Only Tuanzi was sensible enough not to take the money.
Seeing his mother's changing expressions, the little boy generously took the neatly stacked money next to him, put it back into the tin box, and then handed it to Ye Wanying:
"Mom, it's all yours. From now on, Tuanzi's money will all go to Mom."
Hmph, in that case, I'll definitely be more expensive!
.........
Of course, Ye Wanying kept the money. Who could feel at ease with a young kid holding such a large sum of money?
The petty person was also satisfied to get the answer they wanted.
Yes, I am the most expensive one.
Pfft... What a silly boy.
Kyoto.
The Ye family.
The Ye family was all taken aback by Ye Yutang's sudden return home: "A-Tang is back? Why are you back at this time? Have you eaten?" the nanny asked.
Isn't that ridiculous? The first person to ask wasn't a family member, but a nanny.
“I’ve already eaten, Auntie, you don’t need to worry about me.”
"Good, good, it's good that you're back. Stay home and rest tonight?"
Ye Yutang frowned visibly and shook his head: "No, I'll be leaving in a bit."
Upon hearing this, the nanny sighed helplessly, and the old man also showed some disappointment.
The Ye family is currently seated in the main hall by Old Master Ye, Ye's second son and his wife, Ye Yuleng, who has just returned from the army, and Ye Yueyue, the eight-year-old daughter of Ye's second son and Su Wensheng.
Oh, and there's also my married aunt, Ye Kehong, who came back with her son and daughter. I don't know what she's up to, but it's definitely not good news.
If it weren't for Ye Yutang, there really wouldn't be a single member of the main branch of the family.
Oh...
Ye Yutang had long since become indifferent to this. He had only returned this time because he wanted to confirm some things in person; otherwise, he would not have stepped into the Ye family's door at this time.
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