"Get up quickly," Fang Zeduan said to Fang Zhenli with a smile, taking out a red envelope from his arms and handing it over, "This is a red envelope for Zhenli."
"Thank you, dad," Fang Zhenli accepted the red envelope, turned around and walked to Zheng Zuoyang, then bowed down and saluted Zheng Zuoyang, "Zhenli wishes my brother a happy new year."
Today, Zheng Zuoyang and Fang Zhenli are brothers and sisters.
Zheng Zuoyang's eyes lingered on Fang Zhenli's body. As soon as he met Fang Zhenli's gaze, he was so busy that he moved his eyes away. He was so busy that he stepped forward to help Fang Zhenli up, while taking out the red envelope that had not been warmed from his arms. Passing it to Fang Zhenli, she said with some embarrassment: "I only prepared a red envelope for Shixiu, but I didn't prepare a red envelope for my sister. I could only transfer the red envelope that my uncle gave me to my sister."
Fang Zhenli was not polite, reached out and took the red envelope from Zheng Zuoyang's hand, and blessed her body: "I'll thank my brother for my sister."
"How can you be like this? You really don't understand etiquette! Zhenli, please return the red envelope to Zuoyang!" Fang Zeduan was so busy that he said to Fang Zhenli, "It's not like dad didn't give it to you. How can you grab brother's red envelope when you come up?"
Zheng Zuoyang said hurriedly: "It's my fault for not preparing a red envelope for my sister. Uncle, stop talking about my sister."
Fang Zhenli ignored the two of them and did not return the red envelope. Instead, she took the child from Fang Zeduan's arms and placed it in front of Zheng Zuoyang. She whispered: "Shixiu, kowtow to your uncle."
Zheng Zuoyang was startled and got up in a hurry to help the child up: "Shixiu is still young, why is there any need to give such a big gift? Get up! Get up!"
"Brother, sit still." Fang Zhenli glanced at Zheng Zuoyang and said, this time her tone was a little serious.
"Zuoyang, sit down, it's your duty as a junior to salute you." Fang Zeduan also said.
"Yes." Zheng Zuoyang had no choice but to sit down.
The child, who was less than three years old, was wearing a bloated cotton coat. It was difficult for him to walk, let alone kneel down. With the help of Fang Zhenli, the child knelt down on the ground with great effort and kowtowed to Zheng Zuoyang three times. He is sweet and cute.
Zheng Zuoyang was so busy that he helped the child up, took the child into his arms, and said distressedly: "It's really hard, let's have a rest."
But the child stared at him and kept laughing: "Daddy... Happy New Year!"
For a moment, the sound of needle drop could be heard in the room.
"Mr. Zheng, I didn't teach you this!" Fang Zhenli's face suddenly turned red. She glared at the child, "Where did you learn this? Who taught you this!"
The child was startled by Fang Zhenli's harsh words and burst into tears. She clutched Zheng Zuoyang's front tightly and did not dare to look at her mother again.
Zheng Zuoyang looked at Fang Zhenli with some embarrassment: "No...it's okay."
Fang Zhenli couldn't stay any longer, so she snatched the child from Zheng Zuoyang's arms and was about to carry him back to the room. Zheng Zuoyang was so busy that he took out a big red envelope from his arms and handed it over: "This is what I give to Shi Xiu." New Year’s money.”
"Thank you, brother." Fang Zhenli accepted the red envelope, hugged the child and hurriedly retreated.
In the main hall, Fang Zeduan and Zheng Zuoyang each held a cup of tea, awkwardly and tacitly only drinking tea without talking.
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That night.
Prince Ning's Mansion.
In the study.
Zheng Zuoyang came at midnight despite the heavy snowfall.
Both Lu Zhishan and Du Heng discovered that Zheng Zuoyang was very abnormal today. As soon as he entered the study, he was holding a cup of tea on the floor without saying a word or taking a sip. He just held the tea quietly. Lost in thought.