Chapter 236 Red Envelope
These people are usually stingy, wearing ragged and old clothes, and earning a little money like an old ox. When the New Year comes, they gamble crazily for revenge. Luo Yue has long been accustomed to it, "How's your luck, Uncle Wu?"
Gao Yunfeng shook her head. "I didn't ask."
She was embarrassed to say that after dinner yesterday, her husband did not help to clear the table, put away the dishes, or sweep the floor. Instead, he wanted to go out to his parents-in-law's house to gamble with his brother-in-law.
She was so tired that her waist ached and she couldn't stand up straight. She was so angry that she had an argument with him. When she woke up at dawn, she found that he had been gambling outside all night and had not returned home.
No, he came home in the middle of the night, set off firecrackers, and then couldn't wait to go out and continue gambling.
Although she didn't care about winning or losing, she understood her husband.
If he was lucky enough to win, he would show off in front of her the first thing he would do when he got home.
If you go home and fall asleep, you lose.
After finishing a large bowl of dumplings, Luo Yue put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hand and smiled at Gao Yunfeng with satisfaction: "Aunt Wu, I'm full. I still have to go to pay New Year's greetings to Grandpa. I'll leave first."
Old man Luo is a domineering and vicious person. He only allows people to wish him a happy new year in the morning. If people come in the afternoon, he will give them a cold shoulder.
One year, my second aunt was ill and didn't return to her parents' home until the second day of the Chinese New Year, but he actually kicked her out.
Gao Yunfeng was washing dishes. She wiped her wet hands on her coat and took out the red envelope she had prepared long ago from her pocket and chased after him, "Xiaoyue, don't leave yet. Take it."
Luo Yue looked down at the red envelope. It was not a red envelope as it is today, but a simple red paper wrapped with banknotes. She raised her head and politely pushed it back: "Aunt Wu, I am not a child anymore. I cannot accept a red envelope."
Gao Yunfeng stuffed the red envelope into her pocket and said in a tough tone: "Xiaoyue, if you don't take it, it means you think the money is too little! You must take it!"
She had never given Luo Yue a red envelope in return, this was the first time.
All the red envelopes in the past were given to Luo Yaozu. Every time she saw Luo Yue standing beside her pitifully, she felt a little sad. But there was nothing she could do. This was how it was in the countryside. Red envelopes always went to boys, and she didn't have the money to give an extra red envelope.
"Thank you, Auntie Wu." Luo Yue could hear her sincerity and happily left with the red envelope.
After leaving the hospital, he took out the red envelope and touched it again and again, unable to let it go.
The red paper was wrapped casually, and after she fiddled with it, the red paper fell apart, revealing the banknotes inside.
A Mao Zedong note.
Luo Yue stood there in a daze.
How could it be one hundred yuan?
She thought it would be ten dollars at most, but most people gave five dollars, and some even gave one dollar.
Turning around and looking at the gate of Aunt Wu's house for a long time, Luo Yue finally put away the Mao Zedong note. This was the first time in her life that she received a red envelope, and she kept it when she got home.
Looking at the sun in the sky, although it was the coldest time of winter, her heart was warm. The obsession in her heart completely disappeared at this moment, and the bad memories of the past were blown away by the wind.
As soon as she approached the vicinity, Luo Yue heard the sound of many people talking inside, it was extremely lively.
When she went in, she found that it was not only lively, but the house was full of people. There were not enough stools, and many people were standing.
It seems that they are here to wish grandpa a happy new year, but in fact they are here for their uncle.
The second-rate son Sun Guowei, the next-door neighbor Wang Deshui, the village chief... In the past Chinese New Year, they never came to pay New Year's greetings. After all, paying New Year's greetings requires money and bringing gifts to the door, and you cannot come empty-handed.
Luo Yue: "Grandpa, I'm here to wish you a happy new year."
"Xiaoyue is here." Old Man Luo's face was filled with smiles. He took out a red paper bag from his pocket and handed it over. "Here, a red envelope."
Luo Yue stepped forward and took it with both hands: "Thank you, Grandpa. I'll keep it for my brother and give it to him when he comes back."
The atmosphere in the main room suddenly froze and there was complete silence.
Old Man Luo explained with an unpleasant expression: "It's for you."
Luo Yue was flattered, "Is it really for me?! Thank you, Grandpa. This is the first time you have given me a red envelope."