On the morning of the New Year's Eve, Shen Ting took out a thick red envelope from under the pillow.

When I opened it, I saw a stack of brand new banknotes.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew the New Year's money, and he also knew that it was given by Gu Chao'an, because there were three words written in a marker on the red envelope, "To Shen Ting".

This was written by him himself and handed over to Gu Chao'an. He solemnly said to Gu Chao'an: "Put the lucky money in here!"

His desire to get lucky money was obvious, and he reminded him at least five or six times a day, buzzing around Gu Chaoan's ears like a noisy bee.On the day before the New Year's Eve, he cut the colored paper for the card into several sheets with a knife, folded each sheet into a rectangle, and wrote on the paper, "For Primary One, for Primary Two, for Primary Three, and for Primary One Four."

When Gu Chao'an passed by him, he grabbed him and asked, "Brother, look at this, does it look like a red envelope?"

"Like," Gu Chao'an said appreciatively, "Who do you want to send a red envelope to?"

"Send it to everyone."

Shen Ting lowered his head and carefully pasted the paper, "I'll send it to everyone, and my brother will send it to me."

Gu Chao'an understood, there were two rows of dolls on the sofa, they were the "everyone" he called.

Gu Chao'an scolded him as a miser. He thought about the New Year's money before the new year. He usually went there when he had a lot of money. He never thought about sending money to Shen Ting, gifts, dolls, anything he didn't buy, even hidden in the closet. He went to the store to pick out some clothes that were obviously not for boys, and Shen Ting didn't go out, so what did he want money for?

"What are you going to ask for money for?"

"Ok?"

This question seems to be a bit difficult, because Shen Ting thought for a long time, but he didn't stop the movement of his hands, lowered his eyes, looking very calm and sensible: "I want to save money and buy a big house."

"Are you buying a house?" Gu Chao'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What kind of house are you buying?"

"Adults need to save money to buy a house. Don't waste money randomly. Saving money is a good habit."

This is what Grandma told him. He used to have a piggy bank when he was in Shen's house, and saved a lot of money, but Zhang Que snatched it away, and took his money to buy a game console that he didn't know how to play.

Shen Ting raised his hand and made a circle in the air: "You need to save a lot of money and live in a big house!"

Gu Chao'an was displeased, and said, "You think my house is too small?"

"No." How dare Shen Ting have such thoughts, "When I have saved enough money, I will also buy a house for my brother."

"You don't have enough money."

Gu Chao'an hit him mercilessly, not because he didn't give it to him, but because he wanted to tease him: "What should I do?"

Shen Ting thought that Gu Chaoan would not give him a red envelope, looked up at him disappointedly, and said, "But everyone will have a red envelope..."

Can't he have it?

Shen Ting likes Chinese New Year, because he can go home after Chinese New Year.

Although the days back home were not very happy, everyone ignored him, as if he had some kind of disgusting smell on him, and they would frown as soon as he got close.

But there was grandma, so at night he ran to grandma's yard to accompany her, threaded needles for her, looked at the mini dolls she made out of old curtains, and there were still snacks on the table that he hadn't eaten during the day.

No one in the mansion really cared about Shen Ting except Shen Chengping.

During the day, they took him out to eat and let him serve, but they had to emphasize many times before he served, that he was not allowed to be rude, not to make noise, and not to mix food indiscriminately. If he wanted to eat, he would only eat what the servant gave him alright.

Shen Ting understands, he can understand, he has always known how to be polite, they don't need to remind him like this.

At night, when the guests left, once the door was closed, they would no longer care about Shen Ting.

He couldn’t get enough to eat and was always hungry, the solar terms were different from usual, the air was full of scents, sweets had a unique sweet and greasy aroma, vegetables had meaty aromas, and frozen grasses and trees in winter nights.These smells were tightly sealed in the old house with no one to accompany them, but as soon as they returned home, the smell began to spread.

He went to the kitchen to find something to eat, but it was gone, saying that the leftovers had been thrown away, and he had to wait until tomorrow morning to eat fresh ones.

He couldn't wait, his stomach was so empty, to be precise, it was an indescribable part of his body that was so empty, was it his heart?Unlike, he doesn't understand, but it's empty, so empty that he scratches his head, feels restless, and his flesh is itchy.

Everyone hides from him like the plague, he doesn't understand, really doesn't understand, he wants to cry, the room is very empty, no one knows after crying, but after crying, he feels better, and he wants to eat again.

He ran to the small independent courtyard where Shen Chengping lived, sat on the ground and ate pastries, and wrapped himself in a blanket when he was sleepy. He didn't sleep in the bed. He could sleep anywhere on the sofa or on the floor. See how easy he is to feed.

The same is true for giving out lucky money.

Everyone has it, but he doesn't.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Yan, as the mistress, wants to give out red envelopes.

Everyone posted it, even the three-year-old Zhang Que of Da Shen Ting.

Everyone has a baby that is still in its infancy, but Shen Ting does not.

A kid he didn't know saw him staring eagerly in the corner of the sofa, so he asked Wang Yan if his aunt missed it, and if there was a brother over there.

After Shen Ting heard it, his heart became excited.

But Wang Yan flicked her freshly permed hair, and the fragrance rushed to his nose, and said, "Ninny, only good children have lucky money, do you know how to cut it?"

Shen Ting didn't because he was not good.

And where is his misbehavior?No one told him.

"You don't need a lot, just a little, brother."

The little boy patted his chest and swore: "I only need a little."

Such a beautiful pair of eyes staring at him, how much can I not give?

Gu Chao'an was too surprised by the way the Shen family did things. In such a big family, with dozens of people, and raising such a sweet and sensible little baby, no one was willing to love him too much.

This abandoned young master is the only son of Shen Guchen who is the only biological son of Shen Guchen. He can act like a baby and know how to be considerate. You know, during the years when Gu Chao'an missed him, his little baby must have been so lovable.

He came to an unseemly conclusion, he felt that all those who didn't like Shen Ting had something wrong with them.

"give you tomorrow."

The New Year's money should not be given until the first day of the new year, but tomorrow he has to go back to the old house and cannot take Shen Ting with him. He is worried that such a big house will only leave him alone, so he has hired a caregiver at a high price, and contacted the private person in advance Bodyguard, he only went for half a day, and he would come back at night. He promised Shen Ting that he would come back after dinner, and he promised to come back. If he didn't see him when he woke up, he would bark like a dog.

Shen Ting agreed quickly, almost as if comforting, this adult child, in turn, suppressed all the uneasiness hovering in Gu Chaoan's heart.

He decided to put lucky money next to Shen Ting's pillow every day from tomorrow to the end of the new year.

It's not unusual, but if he can hear Shen Ting's happy smile, he can let it go for a lifetime.

New Year's Eve, pressure.

He wants Shen Ting to be safe and happy.

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