90s Little Struggle

Chapter 112 Red Packet
The whole family came to the grave, pulled out the weeds first, and then put five dishes, chopsticks, and small wine glasses in small bowls.

After lighting lanterns, joss sticks, lighting incense and offering sacrifices, drinking wine for three rounds, adding rice, burning ingots, and setting off firecrackers, the worship is over and the dishes can be cleaned up.

Xiao Jianjun wiped his red eyes with the back of his hand, looked at the tombstone, and said in a hoarse voice, "Father, Grandma, I will come to see you again in Qingming."

After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands together and bowed a few more times before leading the way down the mountain.

After returning home, Xiao Jianjun also took out the cigarettes and alcohol he had bought earlier, and Xiao Jianhua also carried a pack of dried longan, dried lychees, a pack of brown sugar, and a pack of candied dates. The two families went to the homes of the three cousins ​​to pay New Year's greetings together.

Go to each house to have a cup of tea, knead melon seeds, chat with them for a while, and finally agree that this year I will go to the second grandma's house for lunch, next year it will be the third grandma's house, and the year after the fourth grandma's house, and so on.

Xiao Fang saw more than a dozen cousins, and couldn't call out their names, so she could only follow Xiao Hong and Xiao Mengqiu closely.

Not only did they give gifts before, but they also sent stewed pork to every family. Now they are very popular, chatting with them, wondering how they get along with their stepfather?
What is the difference between the two diets?
And how are they doing in school?
Lou Fenfang couldn't get in the way. She felt like she was excluded by them, wronged and embarrassed, and wanted to go home.

Liu Meijuan, who was chatting with her sister-in-law, saw that her daughter was about to leave, and immediately pulled her forward and whispered: "Why are you avoiding them? You and I will go to the kitchen to help later, we are not here to eat free rice Yes, I brought a gift to celebrate the New Year, and I would be a fool if I didn’t eat it.”

It was the first time that Lou Fenfang didn't want to eat meat, so she wanted to go home and eat plain boiled rice.

But she dared not make her mother angry.

In the past two days, my mother has been angered by the Xiao sisters like a powder keg that is about to explode. If she is ignited by herself, it will be miserable.

But she also had the idea of ​​earning a lot of money in her heart.

She doesn't want to be compared to the sisters of the Xiao family. She will marry a rich and powerful man in the future, and let them all surround her to flatter her and make them all envy her.

If Xiao Hong knew that she thought so, she would definitely say that people's hearts are changeable, and it is better to rely on herself than to rely on others.

Anyway, in her dream, she learned a lesson in blood, knowing that men are unreliable.

After having lunch at the second grandma's house, the two Xiao brothers took their children to the elder sister's house in the next village to pay New Year's greetings.

Aunt Xiao and his wife are both elementary school teachers, and both have retired.

They also have two sons and one daughter, only the eldest son is married.

The eldest son is a junior high school Chinese teacher, and his wife is also a junior high school English teacher.

The second son also graduated from a normal university and is now working as a history teacher in the town.

The youngest daughter, Li Miaohan, is the same age as Xiao Mengqiu, and she is also studying in the Physics Department of Normal University.

Xiao Mengqiu joked: "Wait until my second cousin finds a math teacher, and you find a political partner, and your family will be able to cover the junior high school curriculum."

What Xiao Hong said was much more pleasant: "My aunt's family is a scholarly family, and a family of poetry and etiquette."

"Does what Xiao Hong said sound good?" Li Miaohan slapped Xiao Mengqiu and said honestly: "I think being a teacher has winter and summer vacations, and you can rest and have basic salary. Like my parents who are retired now, they also have retirement salary. Pretty safe."

Xiao Fang was very moved after hearing this: "It's good to be a teacher."

She doesn't know what to do in the future, but now she seems to have a goal.

Xiao Mengqiu was unhappy when he heard this: "I think it's good to be a doctor. He can save lives and heal the wounded. He is an angel in white."

After speaking, he patted the sisters of Xiao's family and persuaded him earnestly: "You will also be admitted to medical school in the future, and my sister is waiting for you to save lives and heal the wounded together."

Li Miaohan immediately retorted: "Being a doctor has to work night shifts, and day and night are upside down. Besides, you will encounter all kinds of patients every day. It's too tortured. I think it's better to be a teacher. It's better for you to go to a normal university."

Xiao Hong was forced to choose by her two sisters, but she was very calm: "As far as my grades are concerned, I am afraid that the medical school and the normal university will not take over. I am afraid that I will mistake people for my children, and I am afraid that I will fail to save lives and heal the wounded. Instead, I will be called a quack doctor."

Well, after hearing what she said, neither Li Miaohan nor Xiao Mengqiu dared to ask about her grades, fearing that if they continued to ask, they would just add salt to her wounds.

Aunt Xiao asked them to have dinner before leaving.

When leaving, she did not forget to give them red envelopes.

It was also agreed that she would go to her younger brother's house tomorrow, and the three siblings would get together and talk more.

Although her mother is gone, but her two younger brothers are here, she still has her natal family to return to.

It is also their custom to go back to their mother's house on the second day of the new year.

When Xiao Jianjun returned home, he said to Xiao Hong in a good voice: "Your aunt and the others are coming tomorrow, so let's braise a pot of pig's head tonight?"

He was afraid that Xiao Hong would be awkward because of the previous incident, so he quit.

Then they are not familiar with the process of stewing, and they can't grasp the weight of various seasonings well. It will be bad if they make mistakes.

Xiao Hong snorted unhappily: "I'm too lazy to teach you any more."

Teaching still needs to be taught, otherwise how can we let them get in the way of Zhao Long and his family?
However, she was unwilling to teach them for free.

In order not to make them think that it is easy, let them pay some money, so that they will pay attention to this lo-mei, and will not dare to make faces to themselves.

However, she couldn't ask for money by herself.

She calmly took out the red envelope given by her aunt from her pocket, took a look, and smiled: "Xiao Fang, my aunt gave me twenty, and my uncle also gave me twenty, so yours is also worth twenty." Give it all to me, and when we go back, we can ask Uncle Zhao to add another hundred, and then we can go buy a tape recorder."

Xiao Fang was a little surprised, because she only bought a tape recorder at home, why would she want to buy another one?

And she has more than a thousand yuan in her hand, and she often gives her ten yuan and 20 yuan, and she never asks herself for money?

But when she saw her father next to her, she quickly reacted and handed her the two red envelopes in her pocket: "Okay."

When Xiao Jianhua heard that Xiao Hong asked that Zhao for money, he felt very aggrieved. He wished that he was a household with ten thousand yuan, and he absolutely did not want his two daughters to ask that Zhao for money.

He immediately said: "Papa will give it to you, papa even forgot to give you New Year's money."

Of course it wasn't that he forgot to give it.

He originally planned to give 20 yuan, but unfortunately his elder brother gave him [-] yuan, and he felt that he had prepared a little less and couldn't make a move.

So I didn't take it out at all, and just let it go.

Now whether Xiao Hong mentioned money on purpose or unintentionally, he can't pretend that he didn't hear it.

He went back to his room and opened the drawer, counted ten sheets of ten yuan, thought for a while, counted six more, and wrapped two red envelopes with the red paper he had cut earlier.

He endured the pain and handed them two red envelopes, and said very nicely: "This year, Dad will work hard to make more money, and I will give you a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year."

(End of this chapter)