Bi Tiegang walked out coughing and said:
"Just take what your sister-in-law gives you."
Liu Yafang laughed and said, "That's right. If you don't get married, you're still a child. Hold on tight!"
Goudan was standing on the kang in his knitted sweater and trousers, cheering. Bi Tielin laughed out loud and shook his head.
He knew that this was the children's share waiting for him. He went to the kang cabinet and took out the black leather bag. There was nothing else in the bag except a pen and a notebook, and the rest was filled with money.
As soon as the big red envelope was handed over, Bi Yue quickly stuffed it into the quilt, and Bi Cheng quickly took the red envelope and got off the bed to put on his clothes without even opening it.
Only Bi Sheng sat there cross-legged, opened the red envelope, looked at the hands full of money stupidly, and was still in a daze.
Bi Sheng had never seen 200 yuan before, how could he not be stupid? Before he could react, Liu Yafang stepped forward and snatched it away.
"Hey? Mom! What are you going to do? Mine!"
Liu Yafang confidently said, "Mom will take care of you. I'll give it to you when you grow up. It's designated for you!"
Liu Yafang fooled Bi Sheng and made her little son scream, but that was fine. She then continued to nag Bi Tielin:
"Oh my god, Tielin, you... you just threw that bag around like that. What if someone comes and takes it? Give it to me quickly, and I'll hide it for you."
Worrying is not enough. However, early in the morning, the Bi family in Zhaojiatun, Northeast China, was filled with laughter.
On the contrary, the Chu family in Kyoto City, although they can post couplets and other things, seems to lack popularity.
Chu Hongtian and his wife Liang Yinqiu went to the military region to watch the annual large-scale performance.
The old lady was sitting alone on the sofa, turning her head to look at the door again and again.
Fortunately, Chu Ci did not let her down. He came early in the morning, followed by Mr. Zhang's attendant, carrying a lot of bags in his hands.
"Grandma, have you had breakfast yet? My grandpa will be here soon. He'll celebrate New Year's with us today. Look, I found this at the beach and I'm giving it to you. Hey, I'll find some string and string it together later."
Old Mrs. Chu took out her pocket and handed Chu Ci some money to put in her pocket: "Don't use needlework during the New Year."
Chu Ci pushed it away in disdain, picked up the apple and took a bite:
"You're too particular. My grandfather doesn't care about that. Grandma, our family are all Communists, don't believe it."
Old Mrs. Chu, who never listened to anyone, actually nodded at Chu Ci. As if she couldn't get enough of looking at her, she stared at Chu Ci's little face and handed over the red envelope.
"Take it if you give it to me."
"Grandma, I'm not short of money, just keep it for yourself. There's no news from my brother during the New Year."
Just as Mrs. Chu was about to say something, the phone rang. Chu Ci paused in his apple-eating motion. He had left his grandfather's house early just to avoid the phone. He really hoped the call was from his brother.
Aunt Liu handed the phone over. The old lady seemed to know who it was. She didn't ask who it was and picked up the phone and said hello:
"Yes, it's me."
Overseas caller: "Mom, are you okay? Happy New Year!" (To be continued.)
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