Then he turned around and asked, "Cousin, where is the child?"

Ning Lingshan said: "The child is too young and it's cold, so my mother-in-law didn't let me bring him over."

Luo Qiao directly handed over the red envelope in her hand: "Then you can keep it for my nephew. It's a little gift from me, your cousin. Don't refuse it."

Ning Lingshan had originally thought about refusing, after all, Luo Qiao was still in school, and this was a bit inappropriate.

Luo Siyuan said, "Take it. Our Qiaoqiao has an income from writing. Although she is still in school, she has a fixed salary. Since it is a little gift from her, you should take it for your nephews and nieces."

Luo Qiao felt a little guilty about accepting the gifts from her eldest and second uncles last time, so she thought of giving red envelopes to the two children to make them happy.

My second cousin Ning Lingxuan and third cousin Ning Lingyu from my eldest uncle's family are twins, and my fourth cousin Ning Lingyuan and fifth cousin Ning Linghan from my second uncle's family are also twins.

At this time, everyone went into the house. Aunt Zhang Yuehua said, "I'm so anxious. I just heard you talking without going into the house."

My aunt was holding her seven-month-old son Ning Lingyu in her arms. He was her late-born son and was younger than her grandson.

Luo Qiao laughed all of a sudden and whispered to her fourth brother, "Aunt is so brave."

Luo Siyuan smiled and said, "That's right. You don't know that it was not easy for this little cousin to stay here. If someone had opposed it at that time, he would definitely not have been able to stay."

Luo Qiao also prepared a red envelope for the little cousin today. The aunt smiled and said, "Ling Yu, this is a red envelope from your cousin. She wishes our Ling Yu a healthy growth. So we will accept it."

Zhang Yuehua saw that Ning Xueling hadn't said anything: "Xueling, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Haotian helped explain: "Maybe I was too busy before the New Year and got angry. My throat has been sore these days and I can't speak."

As soon as Luo Haotian said this, his brother-in-law Ning Hongda looked at his sister Ning Xueling, thinking that his sister might be up to something again. He really didn't know what she was thinking and why she was wasting her good life.

After everyone chatted for a while, Luo Qiao saw that her eldest uncle and second uncle had called her parents away. She thought that there were so many people here today and only her second aunt and cousin's wife were busy, so she pulled Ning Lingyu out of the yard and prepared to go and help.

As soon as the two of them came out, the eldest cousin and the second cousin also came out, and the four of them walked towards the kitchen together.

Second aunt Feng Caiqin saw them coming in and said, "Qiaoqiao, let your cousins ​​take you out to play. The kitchen is very fumy and the food will take a while to prepare. Let them take you to get familiar with the environment here."

Luo Qiao smiled and said, "It's not too late to go later, Second Aunt, is there anything we can do? I've been cooking for myself since I was very young."

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Caiqin felt heartbroken. It was such a sin. The good child was replaced by that bad woman and suffered so much, while Zhao Jianing was enjoying a pampered life.

Feng Caiqin was afraid that Luo Qiao would think too much if she refused again, so she said, "Then Qiaoqiao, help your aunt soak the fungus."

Then he said to his daughter and niece who followed him in, "Find something for yourselves to do. When you're done, take Qiaoqiao around to get familiar with the neighbors and get to know them. This way, they will recognize Qiaoqiao when she comes next time."

In Qingshan Village, early in the morning, the silence of Zhao Changlin's house was broken by a series of hurried knocks on the door.

Zhao Changlin opened the door and saw that it was Zhao Xiaoyun from his second brother's house: "Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xiaoyun gasped and said, "Uncle, go and have a look. My sister and the others are fighting again. My father couldn't stop them alone and got hurt."

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At this time, Zhao Changlin's wife also came out of the house. She couldn't help but look unhappy when she heard this: "It's the New Year's Day, and I'm really worried. I feel uncomfortable if I don't sing opera every day."

Zhao Changlin was unhappy, but since they had come, he couldn't just ignore them. He said to his wife, "Stop talking. I'll go over and take a look. You go home and prepare breakfast."

(End of this chapter)