Era: The naive beauty charmed the villain!

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Gu Qingsong took out several red envelopes.

It's not just for the two children; Lin An'an and Lin Jincheng also have some.

Lin An'an stared wide-eyed at the red envelope; she actually received a New Year's money red envelope!

This was the first New Year's money envelope she had ever received in both her lives.

In my past life, I lived in an orphanage. Although the director and caregivers who took care of us were very kind, the atmosphere during the Lunar New Year was also very lively.

But in their courtyard, people just gather together to eat and watch the Spring Festival Gala; no one ever prepares lucky money or red envelopes for the children.

Lin An'an held the two thick red envelopes in her hand, somewhat at a loss.

Lin Jincheng was stunned, staring at the red envelope Gu Qingsong handed him, unsure whether to accept it.

Gu Qingsong disliked polite formalities and promptly stuffed the last red envelope into Lin Jincheng's hand.

Seeing his wife looking at him blankly, Gu Qingsong smiled and explained to Lin An'an, "It's been many years since I've properly celebrated the New Year. I even forgot to give you a red envelope last year, so I'll make up for it this year."

Lin An'an's eyes suddenly reddened; she never expected to receive a red envelope from Gu Qingsong.

This doesn't mean Gu Qingsong is stingy; on the contrary, he is usually very generous to Lin An'an.

In addition to having plenty of food, drink, clothing and other necessities, they will also be given plenty of cash and pocket money.

Lin An'an has been married to him for two years and has already saved up a considerable amount of money.

Lin An'an just thought that New Year's money was for children, and she was already grown up. She didn't expect Gu Qingsong to think of giving her a red envelope.

Lin An'an was silent for a long time, then stammered, "But I didn't prepare a red envelope for you..."

Gu Qingsong smiled and ruffled Lin An'an's hair. How could his wife be so cute?

"You don't need to prepare anything for me. I'm already quite old. Just keep it."

Lin An'an blinked her big eyes twice but didn't say anything.

Hmph, she's not the kind of person who just accepts gifts without a second thought; she's going to give Gu Qingsong a red envelope too.

Sending a super big red envelope!

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The children usually have regular routines and are not used to staying up late. They fell asleep soon after finishing their New Year's Eve dinner.

After tidying up a bit, Lin Jincheng and Lin An'an went back to their rooms.

"Brother Qingsong, I'm done washing up. You should go take a shower now."

After Lin An'an finished washing up and returned to her room, she tried her best to act nonchalant and tried to send Gu Qingsong away first.

Gu Qingsong didn't think much of it. After responding, he put down his work, grabbed his change of clothes, and went out.

Lin An'an sat in front of the dressing table applying lotion, her eyes secretly glancing at Gu Qingsong's movements.

As soon as he left, he immediately stood up, ran to where he hid his money, and took out his precious little tin box.

Lin An'an doesn't usually have many opportunities to go out and spend money on her own, so she saves most of the pocket money that Gu Qingsong gives her.

She had just counted the money in the small tin box a few days ago, and not counting the receipts, there was already more than a thousand yuan.

This amount would undoubtedly be a huge sum for an ordinary family.

It's enough to get a wife for my son or a decent dowry for my daughter.

However, Lin An'an didn't really have much use for having so much money.

After all, Gu Qingsong took care of all the daily necessities.

But I want something else...

Unlike modern society, resources were scarce at that time, and even with money, one might not be able to buy what they wanted.

The variety of products that the supply and marketing cooperatives release for sale is probably not as rich as the variety in Gu Qingsong's warehouse.

Lin An'an hesitated for a moment, then took out 666 yuan.

Mainly, she felt the number had a good meaning and hoped that Gu Qingsong would have a smooth and successful year ahead.

The bill, six hundred and sixty-six yuan, was a thick stack in my hand, with both small and large amounts.

Lin An'an cautiously peeked towards the door.

Very good, Gu Qingsong hasn't returned yet.

There were no red envelopes in the cabinet, only red paper. Lin An'an took out a large red paper and carefully wrapped the money in it.