After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

Mrs. Wei gave red envelopes to the three children with a smile.

Just as I was about to go to the warehouse to get something, I heard a "plop" behind me.

"Mom, happy new year!"

When Mrs. Wei turned around, it was no surprise that it was her stupid son.

"Okay, you're happy too, get up quickly, I'm waiting for you to grab firewood for cooking!"

Lin Tieqiang...

"Mom, isn't it? Today is the Chinese New Year. Shouldn't you give me a red envelope? I saw it just now. Give Xiaorui and the others a big red envelope!"

Lin Tieqiang is really miserable. He nominally holds many positions and his salary is sky-high, but in fact, the money he gets every month is only 500 yuan. Mrs. Wei pretends to help him save money for retirement!

Mrs. Wei was stunned.

"How old are you, and you still want red envelopes! It's not too embarrassing."

Mrs. Wei ignored Lin Tieqiang and went directly to the warehouse.

Lin Tieqiang originally wanted to fight for it, but when he heard Lin Dong's voice from behind, he quickly got up, raised his chin, and walked past Lin Dong for fear of being seen by his son.

no response?

Lin Tieqiang didn't believe it and came back.

Lin Rui smiled and said:

"Happy New Year, uncle!"

Zhang Bo also said:

"Happy New Year, uncle!"

"Hey, good!"

While Lin Tieqiang said yes, he glanced at Lin Dong and cursed this brat in his heart!

Just when Lin Tieqiang gave up, he suddenly heard something.

"happy New Year!"

Lin Tieqiang almost burst into tears on the spot and replied excitedly.

"Hey!"

"Dad, give us a red envelope!"

Lin Dong didn't know how he called him dad. It wasn't awkward, he just thought of it and said it casually!

Lin Tieqiang's father's cry made him want to take out his heart and give it to his son, and he immediately dug into his pockets.

Then Lin Tieqiang, who had always been shameless, blushed in front of a group of juniors.

The pocket is only 200 yuan, which is not enough for three people.

"Uncle, we are so old, we don't need red envelopes!"

Lin Rui saw Lin Tieqiang's dilemma and quickly said:

Lin Rui is a sensible person and knows that the father and son have finally eased their relationship a little bit, so she should give the new year's money to Brother Dong!

Lin Tieqiang glanced at his son. After all, Zhang Bo was celebrating the New Year here for the first time since his new uncle came here, and he handed the money directly to Lin Rui and Zhang Bo.

It's not good for Lin Rui to take this money, or it's not good not to take it!

"Okay, your uncle gave it to you, so you just take it, Xiao Dongdong, and your dad, the grandma, will make up for it. Mrs. Wei didn't give me more, it's still 100 yuan."

Lin Rui and Zhang Bo took it.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you grandma!"

After the children left, Mrs. Wei gave Lin Tieqiang a rare compliment.

"Although it's not interesting, I still look like an elder!"

Lin Tieqiang giggled on the spot.

The son talked to him!

Mom praised him!

I don’t have a penny in my pocket...

New Year's Eve

The busiest time of the year in the village, when it gets dark, some people start setting off fireworks.

Mrs. Wei followed everyone in the yard and watched from a distance for a while, the sky was filled with bright fireworks.

"The New Year is about to begin!"

"Brother Dong, no way, are you so timid?"

Not far away, there were a lot of fireworks boxes piled under the feet of Lin Rui and the others. Lin Dong was holding one but did not dare to light it, which immediately attracted Lin Rui's merciless ridicule.

Mrs. Wei glanced at it with a smile on her lips.

"Let's go, let's go back to making dumplings while the kids play."

Grandma Zhang also smiled and said:

"The Spring Festival Gala will also start at this time!"

Ma Lian's house in the village.

At nine o'clock in the evening, accompanied by the deafening sound of fireworks, Ma Lian also cooked the dumplings. Their family always ate dumplings earlier than others in the evening.

When the dumplings were served, several children rushed to greet Ma Lian for the New Year.

Ma Lian also handed the red envelopes she had prepared long ago to the children.

While Ma Lian went to get the garlic juice, the three children secretly placed three big red envelopes in Ma Lian's place.

Ma Lian was stunned when she came back.

"Mom, this is what I earned from working during the holidays, a total of 8000!"

The boss Lin Yi said with a smile:

"Mom, this is the least I earned, only 6000."

Lin Shuo, the third child, said:

"Hey, mom, I've earned the most this year. I've earned 9000!"

Ma Lian stacked three red envelopes together into a thick pile.

"Mom, don't worry, we are all grown up now! We can help the family earn money."

Ma Lian lowered her head and choked:

"Don't delay your studies, Mom doesn't need you to make money!"

Lin Yi ran over and held her mother's calloused hands.

"Mom, give all this money to your sister. My eldest sister is going to study abroad. You don't have to worry about my and my second brother's living expenses next year. We are about to be juniors and we don't have that many classes. We can just do part-time jobs in our spare time!"

Lin Jing was startled.

It turned out that not only was she thinking about her younger siblings, but her younger siblings were also thinking about her.

Ma Lian turned around and wiped her face.

"Okay, Mom already knows, eat quickly, the dumplings will get cold in a while."

This meal of dumplings made the eyes of the family of four red, but everyone's face was filled with happiness. No matter what the conditions are, as long as the family works together and works in the same direction, luck will always come to this family. .

Li Ai, a party member in Beijing.

"Little Tangtang, come to Madam!"

Niu Cuifen, who was holding Xiao Yuanyuan in her arms, was playing with Xiao Tangtang. Unusually, she was not wearing a cigarette bag or pot.

Li Aidang and his daughter-in-law Zhao Yue were making dumplings on the coffee table while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Xu Guoqing and his son were preparing coins, candies, etc. to wrap in dumplings.

Zhao Yue glanced at the three grandparents and grandsons who were having fun, and couldn't help asking in a low voice:

"Mom, what's going on? I remember grandma didn't like children before?"

Zhao Yue still remembered that when he first brought his grandma to the city, he wanted the little ones to get close to her, but his grandma was very resistant to the children.

Li Aidang glanced over there and shook his head.

"I don't know why, but since I came back from the nursing home, I have become a lot more cheerful!"

Zhao Yue had a thought.

"Mom, do you think that nursing home is really that magical? After staying there for less than half a year, grandma's lung disease was cured?"

Li Aidang nodded solemnly.

"Every time I bring you dishes, they are sold by the owner of the nursing home."

Zhao Yue's eyes showed surprise. That vegetable was really extraordinary. She had given birth to two children in a row in the past few years, and her body was severely depleted. But after eating these vegetables, her body has recovered.

Zhao Yue's mother passed away a few years ago, and now there is only an old father left in the family, who also retired this year.

"Mom, I want to send my dad there!"

Zhao Yue glanced at his father who was watching TV on the sofa, leaned into Li Aidang's ear and said:

"Besides, it's not like you don't know about my dad's illness. Even if you ask him to go to the hospital, he won't go."

Li Aidang was confused.

"What's wrong with your dad?"