"Sister-in-law should also return it?" Ji Mu said as he reached out to take the money from her.
"I just gave one hundred. We don't have a job, and both of them have jobs. Besides, I didn't know she would give two hundred." Ning Feng took it for granted, and quickly withdrew her hand, protecting the money in her hand.
"Equal share." Ji Mu was upset, and made a gesture to grab the money.
"I'm seven hundred and you three hundred. I just gave back one hundred to my sister-in-law's daughter." Ning Feng was not happy, put the money behind her, and raised her chin slightly to negotiate the terms.
"That will cost me four hundred. What money do you need to eat and drink at home?" Ji Mu said.
Neither of them worked, and Liu Qiuxiang and Ji Chunjun would occasionally give some, but not much, not enough to go out for a day.
"You can ask your parents for it, but I can't." Ning Feng quickly tossed him three hundred, and quickly hid the rest, as if he would not give it.
"I said four hundred." Ji Mu stepped forward, refusing to give up.
The two of them didn't give in to each other, and they fought for a hundred yuan. Ji Tianshuo was playing at the same time, and he couldn't give up. He suddenly fell off the bed and hit his head, crying in pain.
Ning Feng was afraid that Li Qiuxiang would scold her, so she quickly covered her son's mouth to coax him.
upstairs.
"What's the sound? Shuo Shuo is crying?" Ai Li faintly heard that there was business.
"It's normal for a child to cry." Ji Yang was dressing his daughter and hugging her. Xiao Qiaoyi was also very new to the red envelope, she crawled over and reached for it.
Ji Yang looked at her, and took out another one from behind, "This is from Dad to Qiaoyi."
Xiao Qiaoyi sat on the bed, holding three red envelopes in her little hand, smiled and reached out to take the red envelope Ji Yang gave, put it in her little hand, and looked down.
"Mom gave this to Qiaoyi." Ai Li knelt down and looked at her daughter, holding a red envelope in her hand, handed it over, and patted her little head.
"Well..." She nodded, not knowing if she understood, and continued to look down at the red envelope in her hand.
Counting one by one, after counting, put it aside, and then counting again, never tired of it, over and over again, these few red envelopes actually played for more than an hour.
She was still clutching her red envelope while sleeping, refusing to let go.
Ai Li lowered her head and kissed her, picked her up, and put her inside. When she got up, she looked at the red envelope in her arms, picked it up gently, and glanced at the amount inside.
When I saw it, I didn't want to talk.
"How much did Mom and Dad give?" Ji Yang went to bed.
"One fifty, one twenty, and one hundred. I gave Shuo Shuo two hundred, and the one hundred was probably given by Ning Feng. As for the fifty, I guess it was given by my father, and the twenty one should be given by my mother." Yes." She was very helpless, and couldn't help but said, "How high are the prices now? Fifty is better, and Mom's twenty is really enough."
"To Shuoshuo must be more than that, and the partiality is too obvious."
She slowly put the red envelope in her daughter's arms again. The old man said that the red envelope should be placed on the child's body overnight.
Ji Yang pursed his lips, touched his daughter's face, but said nothing.
Ai Li didn't want to talk about it, and they were not short of this little money. Thinking of the attitude of the two of them before, they felt that they were angry with themselves, "Forget it, at least I will pay it back."
After saying that, she looked at Ji Yang again, and said emphatically, "Look, this is what your parents do."
It doesn't mean she's stupid if she didn't tell the truth about some things, more often she just doesn't bother arguing, hurting her superficial harmony for such a small amount of money, but she also wants Ji Yang to be clear.
Ji Yang didn't say much, but she saw that his complexion was not very good, and she didn't say any more because she was afraid that he would blow up.
"Go to sleep, it's late." She crawled to the innermost part and fell asleep.
the next day.
The tradition in the village is to set off firecrackers in the early morning of the new year. The crackling sound scared Xiao Qiaoyi out of her sleep, she cried and crawled into Ji Yang's arms, holding her father and crying pitifully.
After crying, the drowsiness disappeared, and Ji Yang got up and took the child downstairs.
Li Qiuxiang finished cooking breakfast, and she was already feeding Ji Tianshuo, who was sitting on a chair, and she squatted to feed him, taking every bite of heart and liver, it really hurt like an eyeball.
Ji Yang turned a blind eye and went to the kitchen to steam eggs for Xiao Qiaoyi.
Xiao Qiaoyi still held a red envelope in her hand, she was a bit surprised when she saw it for the first time, she didn’t play enough yesterday, and today she is still playing with it, pinching it back and forth with her little hand, and later found that the red envelope can be opened, she stretched her hand inside and pulled out the money inside .
"Dirty." Ji Yang took her hand, and the next second, seeing the twenty yuan in her hand, he frowned, and looked at Li Qiuxiang, "Mom, you gave Qiaoyi a twenty yuan red envelope." ?”
Li Qiuxiang looked at the twenty yuan in Xiaoqiaoyi's hand, and her eyes flashed. Since she dared to give it out, she was not afraid of what they said. She waved her hand and pretended not to care, "What do children know? It's just meaning, The harvest is not good today, your father and I have no income, this is a little bit of kindness."
The whole family is here, so of course she has to speak nicely.
"Then how much do you give to Shuoshuo?" Ji Yang seemed to ask casually, but it also meant to pursue it to the end.
"How much can I give?" Liu Qiuxiang looked at him with a sloppy smile, and looked at him with an embarrassed smile, "Have you had your breakfast? When you're done, you and Dad will paste the Spring Festival couplets together."
"How much is that? Is it also twenty?" Ji Yang looked at Ning Feng with questioning eyes.
Ning Feng didn't dare to speak, but Ji Yang was the master no one dared to mess with at home. He had a hot temper and was considered a bit of a petty talent, which meant he had a little right to speak.
Seeing Ning Feng's reaction, he guessed it.
"They're all your grandchildren, so there are grades? What's the age now? It costs dozens of dollars to send a beggar," Ji Yang said loudly, yelling so that even Xiao Qiaoyi was startled, and hugged him.
"You can't quarrel on the first day of the new year, it will ruin your luck." Li Qiuxiang became anxious and stopped him immediately, "This is related to the luck of the year."
"I don't care about luck." Ji Yang pulled his face down, took another red envelope from Xiao Qiaoyi, opened it, and looked at Ji Chunjun, "Dad, did you give this fifty yuan? When I was in junior high school You gave me one hundred, but now you give fifty to my daughter."
"All fifty, all fifty." Ji Chunjun was a little smarter than Li Qiuxiang. He pointed to Ji Tianshuo.
"Really?" Ji Yang held Xiao Qiaoyi in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Don't give Shuo Shuo a few hundred dollars, but when it comes to my daughter, it will cost dozens of dollars. Isn't that looking down on her? So Said that my daughter is not as good as him by one-tenth? This is very serious, don't say that I have a hot temper when we quarrel."
Li Qiuxiang didn't dare to speak, she avoided Ji Yang's sight.
She doesn't like this daughter born by Ai Li, who loses money, but she dare not say it in front of her son.
"Shuo Shuo is a boy." Ning Feng whispered this sentence.
"What's wrong with the boy?" Ji Yang raised his voice, and when she glanced over, he asked dissatisfiedly, looking at her with sharp eyes, "You have to teach the boy well, once and for all when he is born? Can boys give birth to money or not?" Spit out food? Am I not a man? Aren’t you a woman too?"
After finishing the sentence, he squinted his eyes, "According to what you said, did my parents really give Shuo Shuo a few hundred dollars?"
Ning Feng shrank her neck, too frightened to make a sound.
"If that's the case, what are we going to do when we come back? Why don't we even save these dozens of dollars and give them all to Ji Tianshuo? Anyway, he's already lost his mind." Ji Yang sneered.
"No, no, it's all the same, it's all the same, I said that people don't like it now, and many people don't give it. Your father and I just mean it." Li Qiuxiang quickly explained.
In the end, Ji Yang reluctantly accepted the explanation, "I won't give it if I'm not happy. I didn't say that I must give it. I also gave it a better number. You said you gave it twenty. How ugly is it to say it?"
"Isn't it just 20 yuan?" Li Qiuxiang smirked.
Ji Yang didn't refute her, but his expression didn't believe him, as if he didn't bother to talk to her.
He went upstairs with Xiao Qiaoyi in his arms, and he didn't come down that morning. When Ai Li came down to help with the cooking, Li Qiuxiang didn't point out blindly.
In the evening, when Ji Yang was taking a bath, Li Qiuxiang came up with another red envelope and handed it to Xiao Qiaoyi, "I don't like this anymore, so I didn't do it. Shuo Shuo is also the same, but it's really ugly to talk about it. Give me another one, and your dad will also give me another one."
"Qiaoyi, thank you grandma." Ai Li said to her daughter.
Since Li Qiuxiang has regressed, she also needs to know how to stop when she hits a snake, and she still hits it seven inches.
Xiao Qiaoyi held the red envelope in her hand, raised her hand to look at the red envelope, and leaned over to get it again. After getting it, she was afraid that Ai Li would snatch it from her, so she hid in the corner and played by herself.
When she was sleeping, Ai Li opened the red envelopes, both of which were 100.
"That temper can't be changed no matter what." Ji Yang said with a sullen face, without looking at the two red envelopes, he pulled the quilt and fell asleep.
"I don't think it can be changed." Ellie said bluntly.
This time it was not for her daughter's sake, but Ji Yang's son.
"Then don't provoke me." Ji Yang turned over, pursed his lips, and his anger was faintly rising.
Ai Li shook her head. She always felt that he had a bad temper and didn't know how to control his emotions. Now it seems that there are some advantages, otherwise he would be treated as a soft persimmon.