Hard times have room

Chapter 735

Their custom of giving red envelopes is that if there are elderly people among the people who go with them, the red envelopes will naturally belong to the elderly, and if there are no elderly people, it will belong to the children.

Although Pauline is not young anymore, and her 14th birthday has already passed, as long as she doesn't have a family, she is still a child in the eyes of her elders, even if she is already working.

The first thing she did when she got home was to light a fire and bake her hands hot. Then, Paulin solemnly took out the red packets from her pocket, there were six in total.

Her red envelopes are placed according to the order of the people she goes to, because they are placed in the pockets of her trousers, and the cotton pants are a little tight, so there is absolutely no possibility of confusing or confusing the red envelopes.

The first red envelope Baolin took out was the one her father gave her outside the old house, which was the one that her milk and her mother pushed around.

There is no pattern on the red envelope, the outside is red, the inside is off-white, very thin, and the cutting is a bit rough. Of course, most of the red envelopes at this time are like this, and her family's is no exception.

Under the expectant eyes of the family, Pauline took out a dime from it.

Before Paulin said anything, Su Hongying couldn't help it: "Look, I'll just say it, it must be a hair."

On the way back, Su Hongying started shouting and wanted to make a bet with Wang Jiandang, but unfortunately, it didn't work out in the end, and Wang Jiandang couldn't be fooled by her at all.

Looking at the dime in Paulin's hand, Wang Jiandang didn't feel anything. Instead, there was a sense of relief that something had finally landed. Sure enough, there was a dime in it, and he guessed right.

"It's not that you don't know, my mother has always paid a hair to the juniors. Her package is much more generous than other people's."

"Be generous, wool comes out of sheep, you only see your old lady wrapping a red envelope for Baolin, just like Wenhui, Wencan, and the others, you don't think about it, we're wrapping her for one piece, let's say After all, she still earned it."

"Besides, in the past few years, there have been incidents in the big house and the three houses one after another, all of them are very poor. It is not certain whether they will give the old lady a red envelope this year. Even if it is, it will definitely not be better than us. It's a eccentric eye." Su Hongying said that this is a eccentric eye, and that's what she hates.

She didn't understand why they were all biological children, and in the eyes of their parents, they had to be divided into three, six, nine, and so on. It was a sin.

If she has so many children, it must be a bowl of water, no matter how big or small, whether male or female, that's right!
On the issue of red envelopes this year, Su Hongying really guessed right. The big room and the third room really only have light blessings this year. As for the red envelopes and things to take, they don't have anything.

Although Li Tao had no money last year, she gritted her teeth and gave the old lady [-] cents. Of course, she could take back the money from the two brothers Wenhui and Wencan.

But this year, Xu Qing committed suicide. She was as stupid as she was before, and she even gave all the money to her family. Naturally, she became a pauper just like her.

After the two poor people discussed it, they hit it off, and soon they decided that they would not give the old lady red envelopes and New Year gifts this year, but only send their sincere blessings to their seats.

That is, Mrs. Wang didn't know about this. If she really knew about it, Li Tao and Xu Qing would definitely have good fruit to eat, or the red and hot ones.

"Okay, okay, it's not the first day you met her, and it's not that you don't know who she is. Let's live our own lives." Wang Jiandang saw someone who was getting more and more excited when he talked about it, he quickly Talk to put out fire.

Otherwise, why is he unwilling to go to the old house? If he goes, the old lady will look at him very uncomfortable. If he is motivated, he will be reluctant to ask him to comment and express his position. It really makes him feel that every time he goes to the old house, it will take a long time to come back.

"You're like this again, every time I tell you about this, you'll be perfunctory with the mud. You don't want to hear it, and I don't want to tell you!"

Who hasn't got a little temper, every time Su Hongying encounters something about Mrs. Wang, the tendon in her mind called reason tenses up.

"Don't interrupt, let's take a look at the next red envelope, which is the one given by the second aunt." Bao Lin saw that her parents were already filled with gunpowder, so she quickly stood up, her mother was that strange properties she knew.

Opening the red envelope, Pauline took out four small cents from it, making a total of four cents.

When she felt a little thick before, she didn't have any hope for this red envelope. Last year, her second aunt gave it six points. This year, it has been reduced again?
"You said that the second aunt does this every time. Next time, should we reduce the amount of red packets we give her?" Su Hongying touched her chin and thought about the feasibility of this matter.

She is not taking advantage of her. Every time she goes to Wang Dashu's house, the second aunt, Chen Yanni, is very indifferent, smiling and not smiling, as if their family is not visiting the house to pay New Year's greetings, but to collect debts.

It stands to reason that the younger generation is coming to pay New Year's greetings. In these years, there is nothing to entertain. It's not a pick, but there must be a cup of hot water. There really isn't. Said that this is very unpleasant, and it can be seen from these aspects that you are careful or not.

"Let's say goodbye. You know her. In recent years, it has become more and more powerful. If she knew that we gave more red envelopes to other relatives than hers, it would be a mess. It's not worth it."

"I haven't dealt with her before, so I don't know what kind of person she is, but judging from the few contacts in the past two years, I don't think she's a soft bun at all like other people in the village say, she's just a soft bun at home. For decoration, these words are definitely false."

"I feel that my second uncle seems to be a little afraid of her. Just today, my second uncle avoided her. Although the two of them were sitting on the same stool, when my second aunt went to get the teapot, my second uncle used to put it there. The hand that went away immediately seemed to be scalded by hot water, and immediately retracted." Wang Jiandang sighed with emotion.

He felt that his analysis was pretty good, at least he sounded reasonable and could pin down her second aunt.

"Ah? Is it true? Why didn't I see it!" Su Hongying looked regretful, as if she had missed 100 yuan.

She still remembers the evaluation of her second aunt from the villagers. She is gentle in character, soft and soft, like a dough, and Wang Dashu is just the right age. Only Chen Yanni can tolerate things like that. Now that she thinks about it carefully, she suddenly feels that Chen Yanni is a little scary.

(End of this chapter)