Chapter 327: Poor woman in a patriarchal family (12)

"Dasao, you have to return it?" Ji Mu said, reaching for her money.
"I gave it a hundred. We didn't work. Both of them had work. Besides, I didn't know she would give two hundred." Ning Feng took it for granted and quickly took back the money in his hands.
"Divide evenly." Ji Mu was upset, trying to grab the money.
"I'm seven hundred you three hundred. I just gave back one hundred to Dasao's daughter." Ning Feng was unwilling to put the money behind him, and slightly raised his chin to talk about the conditions.
"That costs me four hundred. What kind of money do you eat and drink at home?" Ji Mu said.
Neither of them worked, and Liu Qiuxiang and Ji Chunjun occasionally gave a little, but they could not give much, not enough to go out and play for a day.
"You can ask your parents, I can't do it." Ning Feng quickly threw him three hundred, and quickly hid the rest, a gesture of life and death.
"Sayed four hundred." Ji Mu stepped forward and refused to stop.
None of them let anyone else, fight for one hundred dollars to kill you. Ji Tianshuo was playing, and he fell violently from the bed, hit his head, and cried a lot.
Fearing Li Qiuxiang's scolding, Ning Feng quickly covered her son's mouth to coax.
upstairs.
"What is it? Shuoshuo is crying?" Ai Ai faintly heard that there was business.
"Child crying normally." Ji Yang was dressing her daughter and holding each other up. Xiao Qiaoyi was also very new to the red envelope. She crawled over and reached for her hand.
Ji Yang looked at her and took another one from behind, "This is what Dao gave to Qiaoyi."
Xiaoqiaoyi was sitting on the bed, holding three red envelopes in his small hand, smiling and reaching out for the red envelope given by Ji Yang, put it in his small hand, looking down.
"This was given to Qiaoyi by mother." Ai Yi squatted down and looked at her daughter, also holding a red envelope in her hand, passed it, and touched her little head.
"Hmm ..." She didn't know if she understood, nodded, and continued to look down at the red envelope on her hand.
Count them one by one. After counting, set them aside, and then count again. You will never tire of it. You will play these red envelopes for more than an hour.
While she was sleeping, she was holding her red envelope and refused to let go.
Ai Yi bowed her head and kissed her, hugged her, put it on the inside, looked at the red envelope in her arms when she got up, took it gently, and glanced at the amount in it.
At first glance, I didn't want to talk.
"How much did my parents give?" Ji Yang went to bed.
"One fifty, one twenty, and one hundred. I gave Shuoshu two hundred. The one hundred is probably given by Ning Feng. As for fifty, I guess it was given by dad, and twenty should be given by mother. She was helpless, and couldn't help but said, "How much are the prices now? Fifty is pretty good, and mom's twenty is enough."
"It must be more than that for Shuo Shuo, the eccentricity is too obvious."
She slowly put the red envelope in her daughter's arms again. The old man said that the red envelope should be put on the child to stay overnight.
Ji Yang pursed her lips and touched her daughter's face without speaking.
Ai Dang didn't want to bother, and they didn't lack the money. Thinking of their previous attitude, they felt that they were mad at themselves. "Forget it, at least it was returned."
After that, she looked at Ji Yang again and emphasized, "Look, this is what your parents do."
Some things that she did n’t get on the bright side did n’t mean that she was stupid. Most of the time, she was too lazy to argue, for this little money hurt the appearance of peace, but she also wanted Ji Yang to know.
Ji Yang didn't say much, but she didn't look so good because she was afraid he would explode, so she didn't say more.
"Sleep, it's late." She crawled to the inside and fell asleep.
The next day.
The village tradition is to set off firecrackers early in the morning. The crackling sound scares Xiao Qiaoyi from her sleep, crying and crawling into Ji Yang's arms, hugging her father and crying poorly.
This cry, sleeplessness disappeared, Ji Yang got up and took the child down the stairs.
Li Qiuxiang cooked the breakfast. She was already feeding Ji Tianshuo. The other side was sitting on a chair. She squatted and fed with a mouthful and a heartache, which really hurt her eyes.
Ji Yang turned a blind eye and went to the kitchen to steam Xiao Xiaoyi's eggs.
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Xiaoqiaoyi still had a red envelope in her hand. She was a bit strange for the first time. She did n’t play enough yesterday. She was still holding it today. She squeezed it back and forth. Later, she found that the red envelope could be opened. .
"Dirty." Ji Yang held her hand. The next second, she saw the twenty yuan on her hand, her eyebrows tightened, and she looked at Li Qiuxiang, "Mom, you give Qiaoyi a twenty yuan red envelope." ? "
Li Qiuxiang looked at Xiaoqiaoyi's twenty pieces, her eyes flashed. Since she dared to send them out, she was not afraid of them saying, waving her hands, pretending not to care, "What do the children understand? It means what they mean. The harvest is not good today. My dad and I have little income, which is a bit of a heart. "
As long as everyone is here, of course she has to say something nice.
"Then how much do you give Shuo Shuo?" Ji Yang seemed to ask casually, but it was a bit of questioning in the end.
"How much can I give?" Liu Qiuxiang sloppy eyes, smiled embarrassingly, looked at him, "Did you have a good breakfast? Just paste the Spring Festival couplet with your dad when you are done."
"How much is that? Is it also twenty?" Ji Yang looked at Ning Feng with a question in his eyes.
Ning Feng did not dare to speak. Ji Yang was at home, but no one dared to provoke him. He was hot-tempered and had a small skill, which also meant that he had a right to speak.
When I saw Ning Feng's response, I guessed it.
"It's all your grandchildren, which grades are you? What age are you now? It takes dozens of yuan to send a flower child," Ji Yang said with a loud voice, and he shouted in a small way that should frighten and hug him.
"If you ca n’t quarrel on the first day, it will ruin your fortune." Li Qiuxiang was anxious and quickly stopped him. "This is a year of fortune."
"What do I care about?" Ji Yang pulled down his face, took another red envelope from Xiaoqiaoyi, opened it, looked at Ji Chunjun, "Dad, you gave these fifty yuan? When I was in junior high school You give me a hundred, but now you give my daughter fifty. "
"It's all fifty, it's all fifty." Ji Chunjun is a bit smarter than Li Qiuxiang. He pointed to Ji Tianshuo. "It is also fifty for Shuoshuo. Now people are not interested in making red envelopes, they just have to take a form."
"Really fake?" Ji Yang hugged Xiaoqiaoyi, and Shen Sheng said, "Don't give Shuo Shuo a few hundred yuan at that time, and it will become dozens of yuan when it comes to my daughter. Isn't this downplaying her?" To say that my daughter is not as good as one-tenth of him? This is very serious. Don't say that I have a hot temper when I make a noise. "
Li Qiuxiang dare not speak, hiding from Ji Yang's eyes.
She didn't like Ai Shengsheng's daughter and lost money, but she didn't dare to speak in front of her son.
"Shuo Shuo is a boy." Ning Feng muttered in a low voice.
"What's wrong with the boy?" Ji Yang raised her tone. She glanced back at him. He asked dissatisfied, looking sharply at her. "You have to teach the boy well, and you will be born once and for all. Can the boy give money or Spit out food? I'm not a man? Aren't you a woman? "
Closing his eyes and squinting, "As you still say, parents really gave Shuo Shuo a few hundred yuan?"
Ning Feng narrowed her neck and didn't dare to squeak.
"In this case, what are we going to do? Simply save all these dozens of pieces for Ji Tianshuo, anyway, my heart has gone too far." Ji Yang chuckled.
"No, no, it's the same, it's all the same. It's all said that people don't like this right now, many people don't give it, my father and I just mean it." Li Qiuxiang quickly explained.
In the end, Ji Yang reluctantly accepted this explanation. "If you do n’t like it, you wo n’t give it. If you do n’t say, you have to give it. Give it a nice number. You say you give twenty, how bad is it to say?
"Isn't this just 20 yuan?" Li Qiuxiang smirked.
Ji Yang didn't refute her, but she didn't believe that look, she seemed too lazy to tell her.
He went upstairs with Xiaoqiaoyi in his arms. He didn't come down that morning. Li Qiuxiang no longer directed blindly when Ai Yi came down to help with the cooking.
In the evening, Ji Yang was taking a bath. Li Qiuxiang took up a red envelope and shoved it to Xiaoqiaoyi. "People are not happy about this, so they didn't do it. Shuoshuo is also a kind of number, but it is really uncomfortable to say it. Give one again, and your dad give it again. "
"Qiaoyi, thank you grandma," Ai said to her daughter.
Since Li Qiuxiang regressed, she also had to know how to stop. She still played seven inches of snakes. She opened her eyes and closed her eyes and knew nothing.
Xiaoqiaoyi held the red envelope in her hand, looked up at the red envelope, and leaned over to get it. After getting it, she was afraid that Ai Yi would grab her and hide in the corner to play by herself.
When she slept, Ai opened the red envelope to see that both were one hundred.
"You can't change that temperament." Ji Yang said with a calm face, without looking at the two red envelopes, he fell asleep while pulling the quilt.
"I can't change it," Ai Yi said bluntly.
This time, it is not for her daughter's sake, but for Ji Yang.
"Then don't provoke me." Ji Yang turned over, pursed her lips, and the faintness was a little bit upward.
Ai Yi shook her head. She always felt that he had a bad temper and didn't know how to control his emotions. Now it seems that it is a bit good, otherwise he will be pinched as a soft persimmon.