The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 338 18 Red Envelopes

As night deepened, everyone gradually fell asleep.

Little Ayu also plunged into the space, fiddling with the flowers and plants inside.

The ceiling was invisible, and dozens of meters above the ground, clusters of fireworks were exploding.

That's because in Xiao Ayu's heart, she still hadn't forgotten the fireworks she had just seen.

Those were all formed by Ayu's consciousness.

Little Ayu pointed at the fireworks and said, "Elf, I can invite you to watch fireworks too, isn't it beautiful?"

【Um. 】

Originally, Tuanzi wanted to say that she hoped her child could grow up soon so that she could tell her some things that only adults should know.

But now, looking at her innocent-looking son, she wishes time could slow down so he could enjoy his childhood more.

Because being a child allows for the purest form of life, and once you become an adult, you can never go back.

"Goodnight, fairy." Little Ayu couldn't resist the sleepiness and quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Tuanzi withdrew all its energy and gently enveloped Xiao Ayu.

Goodnight, baby.

As for the other matters, let the adults handle them.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone opened their doors, and the villagers exchanged New Year's greetings, their faces beaming with joy.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there's nothing to do all year round, nothing to go anywhere, and children can even take their pocket money to town to buy food.

Wang Liulang and Wang Qilang pestered Wang Silang and Wang Wulang early in the morning, wanting to go to town to take a look.

Grandma Wang gave each child 20 coins and each adult 100 coins, allowing them to use them as they pleased.

Tangyuan also received 20 coins. Holding the copper coin in her hand, her eyes were red.

This was the first time in her life she had received so much. With the family now better off, Grandma Wang even gave the children separate New Year's red envelopes.

Besides Xiao Ayu, Wang Aibao received the most red envelopes.

Grandma Wang prepared 18 for her.

Each one contains a different amount.

Wang Aibao refused to accept the money: "Mom, I eat and live at home, and I'm already embarrassed enough. Please keep these red envelopes; I don't need them."

“This isn’t just for you. No matter how difficult things have been at home these past few years, we’ve always had money for the New Year. This is all I can give you as a New Year’s gift, including the money from previous years. I can’t make up for anything else, so don’t say I’m being biased.” Grandma Wang stuffed the things into Wang Aibao’s arms. “It’s such a small amount, your brothers and sisters-in-law won’t have anything to say about it.”

Wang Chuanfu chimed in, "Yes, Fifth Sister, Mother prepares these red envelopes every year; it's not something we're only doing now."

Wang Aibao then took a closer look and discovered that the quality of the red envelopes was indeed somewhat different; some looked quite old, and it was obvious at a glance that they were quite old.

It seems that every year during the Spring Festival, Grandma Wang would reserve a portion for Wang Aibao.

Even then, they had no idea whether they could find Wang Aibao.

Wang Aibao's eyes gradually reddened, and her voice choked with sobs: "Mother..."

"Stop crying and sobbing. It's the first day of the Lunar New Year. What kind of talk is this? Hurry up and pack your things. I have things to do and don't have time to comfort you." Old Mrs. Wang looked at him with obvious disgust as if he were avoiding a flood or a monster, and then she left.

Only when she was out of sight of her family did Grandma Wang take out a handkerchief and rub the corner of her eye.

When she looked up, she saw Aunt Hu holding fruit in her hands.

The two of them froze for a moment.

Aunt Hu shoved the fruit in her hand into Old Mrs. Wang's arms: "My little girl is such a nuisance. She came all this way, and it's only the first day of the new year, and she's already brought me so much stuff. We don't have that many people in our family, so we can't possibly eat it all. You have a lot of kids, so take it."

In previous years, Aunt Hu would never have mentioned her youngest daughter.

It's as if she's never had a daughter.

(End of this chapter)