"Hello, my little princess, do you know who I am?"

"I know, you are my great-grandmother."

Although Nan Ruobin was unfamiliar with Fang Mengyin, seeing the kind smile on Fang Mengyin's face, she didn't have much fear or timidity.

"Yes, I am my grandma. Come on, my grandma will give you a red packet."

"Thank you, grandma."

Nan Ruobong took the red envelope from Fang Mengyin's hand, faced Nan Yi, and raised her hand, "Dad, here it is for you."

"Keep it for yourself and secretly open it later to see if there is a lot of money. If it is a little, you can use it to buy food. If it is a lot, dad will make you a piggy bank. You can save it and buy whatever you want in the future.

."

"Uh-huh."

"Little Pihou, you are discussing the size of the profit in front of me. Take it, this is for you."

Fang Mengyin handed another red envelope to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi took it and rubbed it with his fingers. He didn't feel that there were any banknotes in it. He glanced at the corner and saw two bumps. He rubbed his fingers and said, "Grandma, you are so generous. It's just two 5 cents [mao]?"

"

"Huh, that's a lot. When you're in town, do as the Romans do. Lishi, it's just for fun, not a red envelope."

"Interesting! You're so sorry. You don't think it's boring. Tell me, what do you mean?"

"Are you telling me the tongue twister? Can you give me another try?"

"Don't dare! As for you, the profit is so thin and you came here empty-handed, so you can prepare the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Earth stove?"

"if not?"

"No, Ala can't cook earthen stoves, and I haven't cooked in person for a year. In Xiangguan, I hired a cook. Her family is also from Shanghai. She is very good at cooking."

"Okay, Ruobing, let's go cook. Your great-grandma is a classy person."

"Ruobing, don't go. Just stay and talk to grandma and let your father do it by himself."

Nan Ruoping's small eyes first looked at Fang Mengyin, then at Nan Yi, unable to make up her mind.

"You stay with Grandma, I'll go by myself."

"Um."

On New Year's Eve, except for the fact that Nan Yi uses ten main ingredients to make sixteen dishes, there is not much else that is new, and it is not much different from other families in the world.

It's just that the food might be a little better, and the house might be a little bigger.

Generally speaking, it is still an ordinary family.

On the first day of the first lunar month, I got up early and set off firecrackers, put a little of last year's leftover rice in a pot, added some water to heat it up, and filled my stomach with eight-treasure vegetables.

After breakfast, Nan Yi and the other three sat in the hall, cutting red paper to make red envelopes.

"Is one hundred enough?"

"It should be enough. There are only dozens of children in the group. There shouldn't be too many people coming to pay New Year's greetings today."

Nan Ruoping was responsible for stuffing 20-cent banknotes into the red packets. Nan Yi twisted the paste in her hands to seal the lids of the red packets. Fang Mengyin inserted cypress leaves into each packet. The three of them worked together and moved very quickly.

"Isn't 20 cents too much? You are destroying the profit market."

"For non-locals, this is also my first time here to celebrate the New Year. This year I will seal it a little bigger. Next year, I will seal as much as others will seal, and I will follow suit."

After all the profits were sealed, Nan Yi took Nan Ruobong out.

The two of them walked directly to the grain drying field of the brigade headquarters. The little monkeys who got up early this morning to pick up firecrackers at the door of each house and other children were here.

As soon as they saw Nan Yi, everyone's eyes lit up and they gathered around.

"Uncle Nanyi."

"Uncle Nan Yi..."

"Don't be crowded, don't be crowded, line up, there is something for everyone."

In Guangdong Province, usually in the same brigade, during the first month, if you see someone with a lower seniority, you have to give someone a gift to ask for good luck.

This tradition has always been there, but in the past few years, everyone's life was tight, and parents who knew how to count would teach their children not to wander around the village during the first month.

As time goes by, the children will concentrate on playing in Shaiguchang at this time and will not go to other places.

In this way, the embarrassment of adults is avoided.

If you are short on money, you can take the initiative to come here and give out a round to the children. If you are short on money, or if you don’t want to give, then stay away from the grain drying farm.

Because of this unwritten rule, when the children see Nan Yi, they know that he is here to make money, and they are naturally excited.

"Your, your... have you got everything?"

Nan Yi glanced around and saw that every child was holding a red packet in his hand, and some were already wanting to open it to see how much money was inside; Ang Ju stood far away, looking over here.

"Weiqi, why don't you come over?"

"No, Mom said, I'm very old." Angju shook his head and said.

"Oh." Nan Yi calculated that the bonuses just distributed were less than fifty, and said to Ang Ju: "Since you are older, you are the adult, and you should give everyone bonuses. You must have forgotten to prepare these.

I’ll give it to you first, and you can send it to everyone.”

Nan Yi couldn't help but put the remaining money into Ang Ju's hand, then took Nan Ruobing and left.

In the corner, Nan Yi watched Ang Ju handing out money to the children. The children also circled around him, shouting: "Ang Ju, give me one, give me one."

Ang Ju's laughter was as before, and he still looked as silly as before, but every angle was filled with the word happiness.

I took Nan Ruobong to Xian Yaodong's house and saw that Xian Yaodong had just come back from outside, carrying a pole on his shoulders. One end of the pole was a food box and the other was a bamboo basket.

"Nanyi, are you here so early?"

"I'm afraid you'll be late and you won't have the money to make a profit."

"Haha, how is this possible? Ruobing, grandpa gives you a gift." Xian Yaodong chuckled, took out a gift from his pocket and handed it to Nan Ruobing.

Nan Ruoping took it and said in her mouth: "The spring breeze is ten miles away, I wish you a good day, peace and joy, and you have got what you want! Grandpa Yaodong, Happy New Year!"

"Okay, okay, be happy. Ruobin, you are happy too. Being educated is different. The daughters you bring out are well-informed and sensible."

"Uncle Xian, did you celebrate the New Year at home yesterday?"

"No, I don't open fire every New Year. My uncles and brothers will take turns calling me over to have New Year's Eve dinner together. I'm a widower, so it's too deserted."

"My aunt has been gone for twenty years, right?"

"Exactly twenty years."

"Uncle Xian, twenty years is enough. Let's add another one."

"I also thought that when Ayu left, I was only twenty-five years old, a strong young man. Sometimes in the dead of night, I really miss a woman. Who doesn't want to have someone beside me who knows both coldness and warmth.

But I can't. Every time I think about renewing my string, Ayu's face will appear.

That year, everyone had no food to eat, and Ayu happened to be pregnant at that time. Pregnant women should have eaten something nutritious, but I couldn't help it, I couldn't help it..."

Xian Yaodong hit his head with both hands, as if his energy had been sucked away, he squatted down helplessly.

Nan Yi stood silently beside him, waiting for Xian Yaodong to wake up from his sadness. He handed over a cigarette and helped Xian Yaodong light it.
Chapter completed!