After dinner, the family collapsed in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

A few people were slumped on the sofa, and a few people were sitting on the carpet. Recliners, tatami mats, and lazy sofas were all moved over, and they were filled with people.

Nan Song didn't eat much tonight, but she drank several large bowls of the duck soup stewed by Yu Jinwen, and almost all of it went into her stomach. She was so full that she felt lazy and didn't want to move.

Nestled in Yu Jinwen's arms, watching the singing and dancing program on TV, I was so impressed.

"My waist is as soft as theirs, but why can't I feel like others?"

Bai Luyu waited all night and finally took advantage of the opportunity. He answered the question almost instantly, "It's not that you can't escape someone else's feeling, you can't escape someone else's soul."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Song rolled his eyes at him, hum.

Bai Luyu suddenly felt like he had regained a victory, and his whole body started to tremble.

Luo Yin leaned against Nanning Song, ate fruit, and said leisurely: "I have already given up on your singing and dancing. I estimate that your appearance and your IQ are all obtained in exchange for them.

, in short, it was not passed on to me, which is also a rather regretful thing."

After she finished speaking, she didn't forget to cue Nan Ningsong, "right, husband?"

"It's okay." Nan Ningsong didn't care at all, "It's enough that you are smart and beautiful."

Nan Song: "..."

She also went to see her husband.

Yu Jinwen received the signal and immediately said: "It doesn't matter. If we work hard, the children born will definitely be smarter than the children born by our parents. After all, one generation is stronger than the other."

"?"

Nan Song thought there was nothing wrong with this at first, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, "Who are you saying is not smart enough?"

Bai Luyu also became confused, "That's right, who are you talking about?"

"Uh." Yu Jinwen felt that he couldn't explain it clearly, "Let's give out red envelopes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole family took out their mobile phones one after another, ready to grab the red envelopes.

Only Nan Ningsong, who had a senior phone, could not snatch it. He was watching TV with a pipe in his mouth and smacking the cigarette holder.

Tsk, the little girls nowadays are not as beautiful as the girls before, they all look the same.

There has been a rain of red envelopes in the group.

Nan Song took great pleasure in calling all her fathers and brothers, openly asking for red envelopes.

Even before her nephew was born, she was still the youngest in the family, so she was still eligible to receive more red envelopes this year.

The eldest father, Mr. Shelby, made the biggest one. Luo Yin was the lucky one and grabbed the biggest one. She immediately started twisting happily and gave Old Shelby a thumbs up in the group. Several other dads were dissatisfied.

A few more red envelopes were added, and He Xiaowen grabbed three in a row. She was the lucky one, and she was so beautiful that she lost her eyesight.

Seeing her happy look, Wang Ping couldn't help but smile on his cold face, "So happy?"

"Of course I'm happy to grab the red envelope."

He Xiaowen has never participated in such activities as family grabbing red envelopes. The He family also has a family group, which is also very lively during the Chinese New Year, but the group is filled with a cold commercial atmosphere. Everyone writes blessings and piles up all kinds of things.

She didn't even bother to click on the online blessings. How could it be like the Nan family, with red envelopes raining down, and even if the family didn't get together, they still cared about each other, cared about each other, wished each other, and bickered. It was so good.

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After grabbing another red envelope, He Xiaowen was looking pretty and wondering if, as an elder, she should also give out a red envelope.

But how much should I pay?

He Xiaowen secretly covered her phone to see how much money was left in her bank card.

Since she started working, she has never asked Wang Ping for money or spent any money from him. However, her own earnings are really limited.

All the New Year's money tonight came from Wang Ping's pocket, which made her even more aware of the importance of making money!

Women still need to be financially independent to feel confident.

He Xiaowen was thinking about how many red envelopes to give out. Although she didn't have a lot of money, she could give it some amount as she wished.

But before the red envelope was sent out, my phone suddenly reminded me of a transfer message.

She was so shocked that she almost dropped her phone on the ground.

I took it over and took a look, and then another transfer message came.

She clicked on it and saw that Wang Ping sent her two transfers, each of 50,000, which added up to... 100,000.
Chapter completed!