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Jing Chunxi didn't give Xiao Tianbao a red envelope. He was still a child! There was no reason to give away the blessings.

"Tang Xing, there's a drawer of velvet flowers in the cupboard. Take them out and help Tian Bao carefully choose the most beautiful ones. Chun Tao, where's the gold locket you picked out the day before yesterday? Tie it with a red string and help her hang it around her neck."

When Tang Shuang and Chun Tao heard Jing Chunxi's words, they immediately took action.

Tang Shuang walked quickly to the cabinet, opened the door, and took out a box filled with velvet flowers. Chun Tao found a red string, carefully tied the gold lock, helped Xiao Tianbao hang it, and put it in his collar.

Jing Chunxi's words reminded Xiao Tianbao, and she was no longer in a hurry to choose velvet flowers. Instead, she walked towards Jing Chunxi and stood right in front of her.

She stood in a very respectful position, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her head slightly lowered, her eyes fixed on her toes, looking a little nervous. A hint of shyness lingered on her face, her hands tightly clenched, as if she was trying to appear more polite.

After a moment, she raised her head, a sweet smile on her face, and said in a clear and childish voice: "Sister Xier, Sister Chuntao, and Sister Tangshuang. Happy New Year! Tianbao wishes all the elders a happy new year! I wish you all the best, happiness and longevity!"

After saying this, she bowed deeply, her little hands waving slightly, looking very sincere.

"Puchi!" Chuntao seemed frightened and burst out laughing. She covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, and tears were almost coming out of her eyes.

Frosting laughed so hard that she stepped forward and pretended to spank Little Sweetie's butt twice: "Who is the elder? Who is the elder? Are we that old? You naughty boy, you can't even talk even with Sister Frosting!"

The little sweetie was patted twice, not realizing she'd said anything wrong. Seeing Chuntao and Tangshuang laughing so happily, she started laughing too. Seeing Jing Chunxi also grinning, she burst into laughter and rushed straight to Jing Chunxi, eating a piece of candy together before happily going to choose flowers with Tangshuang.

After a while, I heard the maid outside loudly announce, "Miss, Madam Yan is here!"

When Jing Chunxi heard the voice, he immediately sat up straight with an expectant smile on his face. He quickly stood up and prepared to greet Madam Yan.

When little Tianbao heard the voice, she suddenly became nervous, a little afraid that her mother would blame her: "Mom is coming, no, Tianbao has to hide first."

She immediately got under the table and pretended to tremble as if she was hiding from something scary. Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw her.

"Still hiding? Where can you hide?" Mrs. Yan followed the voice and stepped in. She had a gentle smile on her face and looked very kind.

When she saw the little sweet boy hiding under the table, she knew she was being naughty again and had no time to pay attention to him.

"Congratulations, congratulations to Miss Jing on all the success! Congratulations to the health of the whole family! Congratulations on your prosperity. Happy New Year everyone!"

As Mrs. Yan spoke, she bowed respectfully to Jing Chunxi.

Jing Chunxi had a sincere smile on his face: "Happy New Year! May everyone be safe and prosperous. Madam Yan, please take a seat."

Mrs. Yan nodded to Chuntao and Tangshuang again, and handed each of them a red envelope.

Chuntao and Tangshuang were delighted when they received the red envelope and quickly bowed to express their gratitude: "Thank you, Madam!"

Little Sweetie took the opportunity to get out from under the table and ran straight out the door. Jing Chunxi winked, and Tang Shuang quickly ran out to chase him. Mrs. Yan quickly apologized.

She turned to Jing Chunxi, a little embarrassed. This time she didn't give him a red envelope, but she still smiled and explained, "We had planned to come here tomorrow to celebrate the New Year with our whole family. But when we were passing by here on our way back from my mother's house, Tianbao ran to the courtyard. She was so ignorant, so I had to follow her in. Look, there's nothing here."

The Yan family is now a regular customer of the mansion, and the doorman usually lets them in, so they were not obstructed.

"That's nothing. Children don't need to be so reserved. If she wants to, she can come over. It's New Year's Day, and your family is the only one we know in Jian'an City. I'd be happy if Madam came."

Jing Chunxi greeted her with a smile, and Chuntao also served her tea.

"Madam, you are feeling much better now, right? You look rosy and in high spirits," Jing Chunxi complimented her, pushing the candy plate towards her. "Madam, have a try."

Mrs. Yan did not touch the candy, but picked up the tea and took a sip, with a grateful smile on her face: "Thank you Miss Jing for your concern. I am much better now. The head of the family makes tonics for me every day. The child is back, which is better than anything else. The head of the family also said that as long as the family is alive and well, nothing else matters." When saying this, Mrs. Yan smiled easily, and she didn't feel any pressure. It seemed that she had let it go.

The Yan family hadn't had an easy time in the past two years. Their hard-earned money had been plundered by corrupt officials, and their tea shop and warehouse were empty. They couldn't just be happy with the food they received.

Everything had to start over, but Mrs. Yan didn't complain. Suffering a loss is a blessing. Compared to other families that were torn apart, her three children were able to return home safely, and the family could be reunited. This was a thousand times better.

"The head of the household and the two children will come over later." Mrs. Yan came empty-handed, still feeling a little embarrassed, and suddenly said something else.

Jing Chunxi heard this and smiled with understanding: "Madam, why are you so polite? We almost have no place to put the things you sent us last time. If you accept more, it would be Xier's fault."

After Mrs. Yan's explanation, any discerning person would know that the father and his two sons had gone home to move the New Year gifts, and would definitely return to the mansion later.