After arriving in Beijing, perhaps because the food was better, little Weidong grew a lot taller.

Carrying such a heavy bag was not difficult at all.

Like a little adult.

In the crowd, Shen Zhilan clenched her teeth.

Xiao Weidong has it, Daya has it, Erya has it, but Yang Ming doesn't have it.

Who are you kidding?!

If her relatives and friends hadn't been there at home, she would have rushed up and given the short-lived guy two slaps in the face.

Little Weidong came down from upstairs and stuffed all the New Year's money and pocket money that Grandpa Shen gave him into Shen Zhihuan's hands.

Shen Zhihuan looked at the small stack of banknotes in his hand, looking confused.

What is this little thing trying to do? ! "Third sister, this is the dowry I saved for you." Little Weidong raised his little face and said seriously.

Shen Zhihuan gently stroked the banknotes in his hand.

My heart has never felt so warm.

She wanted to laugh, but the mist hidden in her eyes somehow overflowed.

She lowered her head and took a deep breath, trying to force back the mist that was about to condense into a solid object, but after trying several times, she still failed, and it all flowed out in the end.

One by one, they dripped onto the neatly stacked stack of banknotes.

"Third sister, what's wrong with you? Did someone bully you?" Seeing Shen Zhihuan crying, Xiao Weidong panicked.

While speaking, he also glanced at Su Ziyu who was standing beside him.

The meaning was obvious, that is, she suspected him.

Shen Zhihuan shook his head and hugged little Weidong into his arms.

Mr. Shen's eyes turned red.

He didn't expect that the pocket money he gave to Xiao Weidong on weekdays was actually saved by him.

As a dowry for my sister...

Heartfelt, affectionate, and righteous! He is indeed a descendant of the Shen family.

Shen Zhihuan raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, then lowered her head and kissed Xiao Weidong on the face.

"Thank you! Thank you for saving the dowry for my third sister."

What touches people is never the gift, but the emotion and thought that the gift represents.

Compared to the cold mountains of gold and silver, she prefers the warm banknotes.

"It's almost time to celebrate the birthday." Grandpa Yu reminded himself by looking at the watch on his wrist.

When the people standing in the living room watching the fun heard what Grandpa Yu said, they hurriedly left the living room and made room for the Shen family.

Mr. Shen sat in the main seat.

The first to pay their respects were Shen Jianguo and Li Qiuhua. They kowtowed three times respectfully to Mr. Shen.

"I wish Dad good health, happiness and a long life."

Mr. Shen took out two small red envelopes from his pocket and gave one to each of them.

Then Shen Zhimei, Qian Xingwang brought Daya and Erya to kowtow to Old Man Shen.

"I wish grandpa good health, good luck and happiness every day."

Mr. Shen took out four small red envelopes from his pocket and gave one to each person as usual.

Looking at the red envelopes in Daya and Erya's hands, Shen Zhilan suddenly regretted not having more children.

Shen Zhimei's family stepped back, and Shen Zhilan, Yang Zhongyi and little Yang Ming stepped forward to kowtow.

"I wish Grandpa a long life and blessings as deep as the sea."

Mr. Shen took out three small red envelopes from his pocket and gave one to each person.

Next came Shen Zhihuan and Su Ziyu...

When they saw Su Ziyu accompanying Shen Zhihuan to kneel down, everyone noticed that Su Ziyu was wearing casual clothes today.

Mr. Shen was naturally extremely satisfied with this.

"I wish Grandpa smooth sailing, the best of both worlds, good fortune, four generations living together, five sons passing the imperial examinations, good luck, seven stars shining, eight blessings coming to the door, nine double ninth day, and everything is perfect!"

"Thirdly, I wish Grandpa happy every day, smooth every month, and happy every year!"

Mr. Shen's mouth almost stretched to his ears after hearing the string of auspicious words.

Just when everyone thought he was going to take out red envelopes from his pocket, Mr. Shen glanced at the orderly beside him, and the latter immediately took out two big red envelopes from his pocket. Judging from the size of the red envelopes, there were at least a thousand yuan in them.

Shen Zhilan, who had just stood up, tightly clenched the small red envelope in her hand, her face ashen.

They are all granddaughters...

How can the old man be so partial? !

The relatives and friends who were watching the ceremony were also left speechless by Mr. Shen’s outrageous actions.

Generally speaking, even if elders are partial, they will cover it up in front of the younger ones.

They are afraid that the younger generations will say that they are biased and unfair.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Mr. Shen is good...

It's such blatant bias.

As if he was afraid that people didn't know.

Mr. Shen took the big red envelope and gave it to Shen Zhihuan and Su Ziyu.

"Su Ziyu, Zhihuan is the lifeblood of my old man. I don't ask you to worship her like an ancestor, but I ask you not to make her sad. If you dare to make her sad..."

Mr. Shen stood up and said, "I won't let you go even if I risk my life."

These words are indeed serious.

"Grandpa, Zhihuan is not only your life, but also my life. Even if I hurt myself, I can't hurt her heart." Su Ziyu said with a serious expression.

"You said that." Old Master Shen snorted.

"I said it." Su Ziyu grabbed Shen Zhihuan's hand.

Old Master Shen glanced at the clasped hands of Shen Zhihuan and Su Ziyu and turned his face away.

Next were Shen Xiaoqing and Xiao Weidong, and without a doubt, they received two more small red envelopes.

As soon as he got the red envelope, Xiao Weidong stuffed it into Shen Zhihuan's pocket and said, "Third sister, when I grow up, I will earn money to support you and buy you beautiful clothes."

"Okay!" Shen Zhihuan's eyes suddenly turned red.

This little thing always has a way of touching the softest part of her heart.

Shen Xiaoqing frowned as she watched the interaction between Shen Zhihuan and Xiao Weidong, her eyes filled with deep hatred.

If it weren't for this short-lived ghost causing trouble, her younger brother would have probably been born.

If she doesn't mess up...

She, Shen Xiaoqing, is still the little princess of the Qin family and the eldest daughter of the Shen family.

If her mother were still alive...

She would never spend a lot of time and effort to hint at a peasant just for a new dress.

Whatever she wanted, whether it was clothes or unity, the Qin family would take the initiative to deliver it to her.

It's all her fault!

As a result, she has to be secretive when dating now.

Shen Xiaoqing really hated it! "Grandpa Shen really loves his little granddaughter." Some people envied.

"I heard that Mr. Shen's granddaughter had a wedding banquet, and Mr. Shen and Mr. Chu each gave her a big red envelope of 12,000 yuan."

"Twelve thousand?! Is this true?!" Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Throwing a wedding banquet directly made him a millionaire...

This life is so good that it makes people envious and jealous.

"Of course it's true! Everyone in the compound knows that Mr. Shen loves his little granddaughter the most."

"Is this little granddaughter of Mr. Shen the top scorer in last year's college entrance examination?"

"If not her, who else?!"