"Even if we can't afford Moutai, we can drink Erguotou instead. I don't know where they got this fake liquor from, it made Grandpa sick, and we scolded him. My parents were also furious."
Yun Jin never expected to make such a mess of things, and she didn't know how to complain for a moment.
"Your older brother is really something..."
He Zizhen was exasperated: "Who says otherwise? They made Grandpa and Grandma look bad to everyone, they were laughed at by everyone, and they didn't enjoy the meal at all. And they still had the nerve to accept the money as a gift."
"I saw them hiding in their rooms opening red envelopes, and they opened quite a few!" He Zizhen felt sorry for those who gave out red envelopes: "Luckily, my aunt didn't give any."
"We've escaped a disaster!" Yun Jin smiled.
Seeing the two of them huddled together whispering and talking animatedly, Feng Qianqian knew they were definitely gossiping about her and her husband behind their backs.
Just say it.
Saying a few words won't kill you; the money in your hand is what really matters.
Today is the baby's one-month celebration. I thought everyone would prepare two red envelopes, but instead, everyone gave one. Fortunately, the envelopes contained quite a lot of money, ten or eight yuan, and some even twenty yuan for close friends.
After deducting the cost of the drinks and the banquet, they would only receive a little over 500 yuan from the banquet.
This is no small sum.
The amount given by He's parents was 66.66.
Brother He and Sister-in-law He are their own grandson, so they must have given quite a lot. One hundred each, that's two hundred.
This is where 266.66 went.
He Ximei gave 50 yuan.
I originally thought I would get a big red envelope from Yun Jin, but who knew she had no intention of giving it to me at all. I might as well keep it from her.
Feng Qianqian was a little unhappy about not receiving Yun Jin's red envelope, but at least she still made a profit.
Her parents didn't come, saying that since there was no banquet, they wouldn't come. They sent a few eggs as a token of respect for her two grandsons.
Feng Qianqian was thinking that when the child was a little older, she and her husband would hold their wedding banquet before the New Year and collect wedding gifts again.
He Ziqian, who originally didn't want to spend money to marry Feng Qianqian, immediately agreed to hold a wedding banquet before the new year when he thought about receiving several hundred yuan. This was a big deal, and his grandfather probably wouldn't disagree.
At worst, we can just have a nicer banquet.
As for alcohol, if you can't bear to part with Moutai, you can use other liquors instead.
It's not like only Moutai is a good liquor; other liquors are also good, just a bit more expensive.
Oh well, we still have to spend the money.
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