On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Nan Songyu Jinwen took little Nezha back to Nancheng.

"Little Nezha! Come to grandma's arms quickly!"

Ms. Luo Yin rushed out, took her grandson away, hugged her and kissed her again and again, completely ignoring her daughter and son-in-law, "Why have you lost weight? Is your mother abusing you?"

"Mom, I'm still here. Can you please stop trying to sow discord between our mother and son in front of me?" Nan Song was speechless, "Besides, why have you lost weight? She's as fat as a pig."

"You are Zhu Bajie, we are little Nezha."

When Luo Yin talked to little Nezha, her voice was completely different from her usual voice, and she was slurring. Nan Song thought her mother was being weird, but she didn't know she was the same way.

They came back early and the brothers haven't come back yet.

This year's arrangement is like this. On the third day of junior high school, everyone went back to their mother-in-law's house. Quan Yeqian and Luo You went to Luo's house in the capital; He Shen and Shu Ying went to Gu Fang's place; Ji Yun and Cheng Xian simply spent the New Year in Cheng Xian's hometown this year. It has to be tomorrow

Return; Bai Luyu accompanied Fu Zi to Rongcheng to "sympathize" with Fu Yu, a "lonely old man" and a child without a wife to accompany him. It was so miserable.

Only Luo Junheng is at home.

"Brother!"

Although Nan Song became a mother, she still looked like a child who had not grown up to Luo Junheng. She happily ran over to hug him, scrawled a New Year greeting, and reached out for a red envelope.

Luo Junheng glanced at her, "You're already a mother, and you still want a red envelope, are you okay?"

He slapped Nan Song's hand away and said, "It's not yours, it's only Nezha's."

"Nezha is still young, so I will help him keep it."

Nan Song smiled.

Luo Junheng listened to this familiar rhetoric and snorted, "You are fooling me with the lies that my mother told you? Do you think I am stupid?"

"..."

Nan Song then remembered, "Yes, my mother swallowed all the New Year's money when I was a child. She said she wanted to keep it for me, but she hasn't given it to me yet!"

She decided to discuss this matter with Ms. Luo later.

But now, getting red envelopes is the most important thing.

Luo Junheng looked at his little sister's money-obsessed look and said, "I didn't prepare a red envelope. I asked the financial manager to open an account for Nezha and deposit the money directly into it."

"oh?"

Nan Song didn't expect his elder brother to have such a trick, and was very curious, "How much have you saved?"

Luo Junheng frowned impatiently, "Check it yourself."

Little Nezha usually didn't recognize people very much, but when he saw his uncle, he kept throwing himself into his arms and kept pushing out, trying to break away from Yu Jinwen's arms.

"Brother." Yu Jinwen had nothing to do with his son.

Seeing that the little guy's face was turning red, Luo Junheng sighed helplessly and said, "Give it to me."

As soon as little Nezha entered his arms, he immediately became calm and stared into his eyes again.

Yu Jinwen stood nearby and felt melancholy.

As soon as he met his uncle, his biological father instantly transformed into a stepfather.

People say that a married daughter throws away water. According to him, the son who is born is the water that is thrown away. He wants to see everyone, but not his father.

Nan Song had already turned on the computer and started checking "money".

"I go!"

Nan Song lay on the computer and carefully counted the decimal points. He looked up at Luo Junheng with a shocked face, "Brother, did you make a mistake and hit two extra zeros?"

"Won't."

Luo Junheng hugged little Nezha and said calmly, "I have always been strict with my finances and will not make such mistakes."
Chapter completed!