There was no further disturbance in the second half, and after dinner the family sat together and talked.
"Come here, Qingli, take this New Year's money."
The old man took out a handful of red envelopes from the big pocket of his cotton-padded jacket.
"Grandpa, I don't want it anymore. I'm already so old."
Shen Qingli was really embarrassed to ask for it. The old man had no financial resources, just a little pension. How much could it be? When they got married, the old man had given a lot of money. It was really embarrassing to ask for it.
"A gift from an elder cannot be refused. Not only do you have it, but the child in your belly also has it. Come, take Meng Xiao's as well."
The old man took out four red envelopes and handed them to her.
"Please accept this gift from grandpa." Meng Xiao said as he stood by.
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa. Thank you for the babies' great-grandfather, too."
After saying this, Shen Qingli felt a little embarrassed. He had to accept the red envelope before he was even born.
Great grandfather~
"Haha, there will be a meeting gift later!"
The old man was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He was going to see his great-grandson in June or July after the Chinese New Year. So happy! So happy!
"Cheng'er, Kexin, come and get your red envelopes." The old man waved at them.
Meng Kexin gave the old man a big hug: "Thank you, Grandpa. I wish you good fortune as vast as the East Sea and a long life as long as the Southern Mountains. May you live to be 200 years old!"
"You kid, haha, you only know how to make grandpa happy!" The old man stretched out his index finger and tapped Meng Kexin's forehead.
"Brother Hao, bring your partner here. Sister Ling, Sister Li, come here."
"Thank you, Grandpa." The four of them thanked him in unison.
What Shen Qingli and Meng Xiao were thinking about at this moment was where they could make up the money for their grandfather in the future and give him more money.
"Come, come, come here, everyone, Auntie is giving out red envelopes!" Ye Qiu called a few younger generations over. After everyone received the red envelopes and expressed their gratitude, Uncle Meng called everyone over again.
Then it was Wu Zhaodi's turn to distribute red envelopes. If you ignore the forced smile on Wu Zhaodi's face, this segment was still quite enjoyable.
"Thank you, second uncle, thank you, second aunt, thank you, third uncle, third aunt." Shen Qingli thanked him after receiving the red envelope.
It was New Year's Day, and she didn't want to cause any trouble. Since Wu Zhaodi greeted her with a smile, she couldn't be rude to her. Besides, who would have a problem with money?
Although this red envelope is a bit thin, it only weighs a piece when you hold it.
The couple returned to their seats, and Meng Jianjun placed four large red envelopes in her hands. She didn't even need to touch them to tell they were incredibly thick!
Seeing Shen Qingli wanted to refuse, Ye Qiu patted her hands and said, "It's not much, just for good luck. You have a family of four, so take it. When the baby is born, I, as a grandmother, will give you and the children a big red envelope."
"Thank you, Mom, and thank you, Dad." Shen Qingli's hands were small, and she couldn't hold the red envelopes.
It was difficult to take, so he just stuffed them all into Meng Xiao's pocket.
The atmosphere was good, but something unexpected happened again!
"Sister-in-law, we're not leaving after the New Year, and there's no room at home. Can you let us live in the courtyard house that Mom left behind?"
Wu Zhaodi leaned over and asked Ye Qiu, her voice so loud that everyone could hear it. There was Aunt Meng between the two of them.
Suddenly, there was silence. The old man and Ye Qiu were shocked out of their daze by this sentence.
They asked one after another, "How many times do I have to tell you? That house was left to me by my mother's family. It has nothing to do with the Meng family."
"Have you been transferred back to your job?" This was the old man's voice.
Wu Zhaodi rolled her eyes at Ye Qiu. This was the same excuse again. She didn't believe it. That house must belong to the Meng family!
So she chose to answer the old man's question
"Yes, Dad. The transfer order from Jianye came down before the New Year. We asked you to transfer your son back, but you didn't want to. So we used our connections to find someone from the Liu family. The Deputy Minister of Culture is here, and he won't be leaving after the New Year."
"Which Liu family member?" The old man's vision went dark, and Meng Jianjun and Meng Xiao also frowned. Could it be the one they thought?
"He's Mr. Liu Shiping's son," Meng Jianye replied weakly, not daring to look his father and elder brother in the eye.
The old man slammed the table several times in a row: "You are confused, Third Brother, you are confused!"
"Dad, why are we so confused? If you and elder brother don't help us, can't we ask others for help?" Wu Zhaodi asked with her neck stiff.
"Meng Jianye! Don't tell me you don't know that old Liu Shiping and I have a lifelong hatred for each other. Ten years ago, his son couldn't defeat your eldest brother and resorted to underhanded tactics, causing your eldest brother to be hospitalized for a month! Due to insufficient evidence, he hasn't been brought to justice yet, and you're asking him for help? Are you letting him step on my Meng family's face?!
Don't you know that we have been fighting openly and secretly for many years? How many obstacles has he put in our way? "
As Mr. Meng spoke, he threw the teacup in his hand at Meng Jianye.
Meng Jianye quickly dodged, somewhat exasperated: "Dad, this is all in the past! Besides, I was transferred back to Beijing without asking for anything in return, and was made the Deputy Minister of Culture, and you and my brother don't care about me."
He also felt very wronged.
"Let's not talk about the Liu family first. Just say that you went from a local powerful department to the Ministry of Culture. I don't know what you think, Third Brother. Is it me and Dad who don't help you?
Dad told you in the letter that this year, Beijing is in turmoil, and there will be a major water change within two years at the latest. If you do more practical work, the country will notice you! You, ah!
Meng Jianjun sighed heavily.
"Brother, what you said sounds good, but how many years have I been away?
I don't care anymore. I'm going back to Beijing. I don't care what grudges the Liu family has with you. If someone is willing to help me transfer back without asking for anything in return, then he's a good person! Someone who has done me, Meng Jianye, a favor! "
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