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Chapter 335 He Wenjie's Rituals
On the second day of the New Year's Day, at [-]:[-] in the morning, Shen Lan was sleeping soundly, when the door was knocked, there was no movement for a long time, and the door opened with a click.

"Lan Lan, get up and say New Year greetings to grandparents, hurry up." Father Shen stepped forward and pushed Shen Lan, and patted her on the back through the quilt, "Be obedient, and come back to sleep after kowtow."

This is the habit of their old Shen's family. Whoever the two elders live in during the Chinese New Year will have to get up early in the morning to kowtow to them.

Of course there will be red envelopes, but the amount of red envelopes her grandparents gave her has never changed since she was a child.

Five yuan!

Not every year, but as long as there is this number.

It was completely different for her two cousins.

When I was very young, my grandparents only celebrated the New Year in their old house. At that time, her father and brother had to rush back to the old house early in the morning on the first day of the new year. The three families kowtowed to their grandparents to celebrate the New Year together.

It was the first time I knew that my New Year's money was five yuan, while my two cousins' money was 50 yuan. It was in the old house that has been demolished.

She was either six or seven years old at that time, and she was ridiculed by her cousin for putting such a little money in the pocket of the cotton-padded jacket like a treasure.
Then she knew that the three red envelopes given by her grandparents had different amounts.

Don't think that they will be embarrassed if they are found out, that's really overthinking. Their favoritism towards their grandson is blatant, and there is no need to cover it up, nor did they think about it.

"A girl, why do you need so much lucky money? Brothers need to buy fireworks and firecrackers, do you need it as a girl? Hmph!"

Shen Lan has a stubborn temper since she was a child.

Although she was only a few years old at that time, she took out the money and threw it back, but she didn't want it.

Later, she was beaten up by her father, and her mother quarreled with her father, and then took her to her grandmother's house.

After the Chinese New Year, her mother coaxed her, made her obedient, and took as much as she gave, and her mother made up for the less.

There is no way, is it because the New Year's money is too big and the Chinese New Year keeps making trouble?

It seems as if the two of them care too much.

So the result of their indifference is that the five yuan New Year's Eve money gives them endless joy and never changes.

She is already twenty this year, so she still needs to kowtow and give another five yuan?
Shen Lan lay on the bed without moving, and muttered without opening her eyes, "I'm not their precious grandson, why kowtow?"

"What are you talking about? That's your grandparents."

Shen Lan opened her eyes suddenly, and said with a sneer, "My grandparents? When did they treat me as a granddaughter? Dad, people's hearts are full of flesh. I don't care about being chilled once. How about two or three dozen times?" Is my life so cheap? I have been trampled under their feet and belittled for 20 years, and I still have to greet them with smiles to curry favor?

I won't knock on this one today. If you want to force me to go, then I have reason to wonder if you are counting on your nephew to take care of the old age in the future?After all, when my grandma said that you need your nephew to throw pots for you in a hundred years, you didn't refute it.

But in this way, I will be more relaxed. From now on, I only need to support my mother. Anyway, you don’t count on me. You count on your two nephews who think of you all the year round except for money. They usually don’t even look at you. "

After speaking, Shen Lan closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

Father Shen opened his mouth, wanting to get angry and reprimand his daughter for treason, but he couldn't say a word when he opened his mouth.

Those were his parents, they gave birth to him and raised him up, and he had nothing to say about his filial piety and obedience to them.

But the wife and daughter. They should have been filial to them like him, but the two old people have been unfair for so many years, not only chilling the wife's heart, but also annoying the daughter.

Thinking about what my daughter said again, those two nephews never said to bring something to see him during the holidays.

It's not that he wants to be greedy for their little things, it's that he asks him for money too many times, and every time he comes, he comes empty-handed, not even willing to buy fruit for a few dollars.

Chilling!
Such a nephew, how could he think about letting them provide for him in the old age?

What's the matter with throwing a basin after death, it's just nonsense.

Father Shen stood in front of his daughter's bed for a few more minutes, then turned around with a sigh and left.

Shen Lan in the bed raised her eyebrows, hey, why didn't her father continue to persuade her?

The sound insulation effect of the old house was extremely poor. Shen Lan heard his father explain to her grandparents in the living room, "I came back from playing with my classmates last night. This will be too sleepy. I can't bear to wake her up. Dad, Mom , Lan Lan’s mother and I will give you New Year’s greetings first.”

Then heard two slight plops, it should be her parents knelt down.

This action and the following kowtow successfully stopped her grandma's dissatisfaction and complaints.

After knocking, Shen Lan heard her mother say "I'm going to make dumplings", and then the sound of footsteps gradually going away came from the living room.

Her father didn't seem to want to stay in the living room either, so he said "I'll get two heads of garlic" and left.

When her grandma complained, Shen Lan curled her lips, ignored her, turned over and quickly fell asleep.

At 08:30, she hadn't woken up yet, her mother came in and pushed her awake, "Wenjie called you and said that you have an appointment to go to Baoyue's cafe today, and he is going to pick you up by car. Get up soon Come on, don't keep people waiting."

Shen Lan squinted her eyes and didn't fully wake up, she muttered unhappily, "Tell him I know, I'll get up soon."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again, the sound of even breathing sounded, and he fell asleep again.

Shen Lan's mother had no choice but to go back to the living room and tell He Wenjie to let him go there first instead of coming to pick her up. When she woke up, she would take the bus there by herself.

Unexpectedly, more than ten minutes later, He Wenjie came over with a bunch of gifts in large and small bags.

Shen Lan's mother looked at the things in his hands in a daze, and said in surprise, "Wen Jie, this is you."

He Wenjie was generous, grinning and grinning with big white teeth, "Happy Chinese New Year, Auntie. These are just New Year's greetings for you. I haven't prepared enough, and there are a little few things. I will make arrangements in advance next year and send them to you as soon as possible." .”

Shen Lan's mother was shaken by He Wenjie's smile, and she was dizzy when she heard it. She didn't understand what he meant by these words.

So her first thought was that when the girl grows up, she will have a relationship with others, and the few of them who have a good relationship will start to visit each other's parents during the Chinese New Year.

So, she also has to prepare for Shen Lan to go to their houses, right?
But when she looked down and saw He Wenjie's high-end gift boxes all over the floor in their small living room, she got a headache.

Oh my god, how do you prepare for this?
Are children nowadays so generous in their dealings?

But thinking about He Wenjie's family background, Lin Baoyue and Xiao Yizhou, she felt relieved.

Among the four, her family was the worst, and these gifts might be common rituals for people to visit casually.

If we want to return the gift, we can just return it with our heart, there is no need to compare.

(End of this chapter)