I'm a good man [quick wear]

When I saw it, I didn’t want to speak.

"How much did your parents give you?" Ji Yang went to bed.

"A fifty, a twenty, and a hundred. I gave Shuoshuo two hundred. The hundred was probably given by Ning Feng. As for the fifty, I guess it was given by my father. The twenty was probably given by my mother. "Yes." She was helpless and couldn't help but say, "How high are prices now? Fifty is better. Mom's twenty is really enough."

"There must be more than that for Shuoshuo, and the favoritism is too obvious."

She slowly placed the red envelope in her daughter's arms. The old man said that the red envelope should be placed on the child overnight, so as to celebrate the new year and ensure safety.

Ji Yang pursed his lips, touched his daughter's face, and said nothing.

Ai Li didn't want to pay attention. They didn't lack the money. Thinking of the two people's previous attitudes, she felt that she was angry at herself, "Forget it. At least I gave it back."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Ji Yang again and emphasized, "Look, this is what your parents do."

Just because she didn't speak openly about some things didn't mean she was stupid. Most of the time, she was just too lazy to argue. She ruined the superficial harmony for a small amount of money, but she also wanted Ji Yang to understand.

Ji Yang didn't say much, but she saw that his expression was not very good, and she was afraid that he would explode, so she didn't say more.

"Go to bed, it's late." She crawled inside and fell asleep.

The next day.

It is a tradition in the village to set off firecrackers early in the morning. The crackling sound startled Xiao Qiaoyi from her sleep. She cried and crawled into Ji Yang's arms, hugging her father and crying pitifully.

After crying, sleepiness disappeared. Ji Yang got up and took the child downstairs.

Li Qiuxiang cooked breakfast, and she was already feeding Ji Tianshuo. He was sitting on a chair, and she was squatting to feed Ji Tianshuo, one mouthful at a time, which really made her eyes hurt.

Ji Yang turned a blind eye and walked to the kitchen to steam eggs for Xiao Qiaoyi.

Xiao Qiaoyi still held a red envelope in her hand. It was a bit strange for her when she saw it for the first time. She didn't play enough yesterday, so she still held it and played with it today. She was squeezing it back and forth with her little hands. Later she found that the red envelope could be opened. She stretched her hand inside and took out the money inside. .

"Dirty." Ji Yang held her hand. The next second he saw the twenty yuan in her hand, he frowned and looked at Li Qiuxiang aside, "Mom, give Qiaoyi a twenty yuan red envelope. ?”

Li Qiuxiang looked at the twenty yuan in Xiao Qiaoyi's hand, and her eyes flashed. Since she dared to give it away, she was not afraid of what they would say. She waved her hand and pretended not to care, "What do children know? It's just meaning. Today’s harvest is not good either. Your dad and I don’t have much income. This is just a courtesy.”

The whole family was here, so of course she had to speak nicely.

"Then how much did you give Shuoshuo?" Ji Yang seemed to ask casually, but he also wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"How much can you give me?" Liu Qiuxiang smiled awkwardly and looked at him, "Have you had breakfast? When you're done, you and dad will put up 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. Ji Yang was someone no one dared to mess with at home. He had a hot temper and was somewhat capable, which meant that he had some say.

One look at Ning Feng's reaction and he guessed it.

"They are all your grandchildren, how can they be divided into different grades? What era are we in now? It costs dozens of yuan to send a beggar," Ji Yang shouted loudly, and Xiao Qiaoyi was so frightened that she hugged him.

"You can't quarrel in the first year of junior high school, it will ruin your luck." Li Qiuxiang became anxious and quickly stopped him, "This is related to the fortune of the year."

"I don't care about luck." Ji Yang lowered his face, took another red envelope from Xiao Qiaoyi's hand, opened it, and looked at Ji Chunjun, "Dad, you gave me this fifty yuan? When I was in junior high school You gave me a hundred, but now you give me fifty."

"They're all fifty, they're all fifty." Ji Chunjun was a little smarter than Li Qiuxiang. He pointed at Ji Tianshuo, "It's also fifty for Shuoshuo. Nowadays, people don't want to give red envelopes. It's just a formality."

"Really or not?" Ji Yang hugged Xiao Qiaoyi and said in a deep voice, "Don't give Shuoshuo a few hundred yuan when the time comes. When it comes to my daughter, it will become dozens of yuan. Isn't this looking down on her? So Saying that my daughter is not even one-tenth as good as him? This is very serious. Don’t say that I have a hot temper when we quarrel.”

Li Qiuxiang dared not speak and avoided Ji Yang's sight.

She didn't like the daughter Ai Li gave birth to, she was a loser, but she didn't dare to say it in front of her son.

"Shuoshuo is a boy." Ning Feng muttered this in a low voice.

"What's wrong with the boy?" Ji Yang suddenly raised his voice, and when she glanced over, he asked dissatisfiedly, looking at her with sharp eyes, "You have to teach the boy well, so that once and for all, when he is born? Can a boy give birth to money or money? Spitting out food? I’m not a man, aren’t you a woman?”

After finishing his words, he narrowed his eyes and said, "According to what you said, did your parents really give Shuoshuo hundreds of dollars?"

Ning Feng shrank her neck, too scared to say a word.

"In this case, why are we coming back? Why don't we just save these dozens of dollars and give them all to Ji Tianshuo? Anyway, our hearts are already going astray." Ji Yang sneered.

"No, no, it's all the same, it's all the same. We all said that people are not interested in this now, and many people won't give it to you. Your dad and I just want it." Li Qiuxiang quickly explained.

In the end, Ji Yang reluctantly accepted this explanation, "If you don't like it, I won't give it to you. I didn't say that I had to give it, but I also gave it a nicer number. If you said you would give it twenty, how ugly would it be to say it?"

"Isn't this just twenty yuan?" Li Qiuxiang faked a smile.

Ji Yang didn't refute her, but the look on his face didn't really believe him, but he seemed too lazy to tell her.

He carried Xiao Qiaoyi upstairs, having not come down since that morning. When Ai Li came down to help with the cooking, Li Qiuxiang did not give any random instructions.

At night, when Ji Yang was taking a bath, Li Qiuxiang came up with another red envelope and stuffed it into Xiao Qiaoyi, "People are not interested in this anymore, so I didn't do it. Shuoshuo is the same, but it's really ugly to say it out. I Give me a new one, and your dad will give you a new one.”