That dumpling seemed to be the best memory of his childhood.
But, it turned out to be his nightmare!
He still remembers that when he was seven or eight years old, one year, his mother didn't know who said that there was a local custom that a family would put a pot of dumplings and put a copper coin in the dumplings. Who could eat this copper coin?
It means good luck next year.
When my father heard this proposal, a smile appeared on his face, which had always been grim.
Situ Chenjue always felt that his father looked at him unconsciously, but he thought this should be a misunderstanding. His father always treated his elder brother and himself equally.
And because the eldest brother is a child who wants to inherit the family business, the father seems to pay more attention to him.
As a result, everyone ate dumplings and chatted, and a few more guests came, and they had long forgotten the issue of putting copper coins.
Suddenly, Situ Chenjue was eating and felt a crunch. His teeth touched something hard and it hurt so hard!
He was delighted and knew that he had eaten the 'lucky copper coins'!
Such a big pot of dumplings and there are customers, only he can eat so many people.
He was still a child at that time and was very excited. It was great!
Will he really have good luck next year?
Will mom like herself more?
Will Yaoyao be able to play with her more?
The expression changes on his face were not hidden from his mother's shrewd eyes.
When the mother turned her head and saw her father answering a call, she walked to him, pulled him to the bathroom door, and told him faintly in his ear: "Chen Jue, give that copper coin to your elder brother!"
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Situ Chenjue was stunned.
The mother stretched out her palm majesticly and repeated: "Come on, give the copper coins to your elder brother!"
"But, but Mom, whoever eats copper coins will have good luck next year. Mom, you can't keep your word!" The little Situ Chenjue struggled helplessly and futilely.
He wants good luck...
Don't want to be a shadow...
Xu Fengjiao looked at him coldly: "Mom said that, but your elder brother is older than you. You have to give him all your good luck, do you know?"
"Why? My elder brother is older than me. I am good at everything. My elder brother no longer needs good luck. Why can't I have good luck?" Situ Chenjue's stubborn temper came up.
Usually, he respects his elder brother very much and loves him. He is not willing to compete with him for anything.
However, this copper coin was like his only hope, and he held it tightly in his hand and was unwilling to let go.
Xu Fengjiao was also angry, twisted his ear viciously and said in his ear: "Do you dare not give the copper coins to your elder brother? Your elder brother is in a bad mood during this period. He will be happy only if he eats this copper coins!
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"But I'm not happy!" Situ Chenjue's face turned red, with tears in his eyes, and he looked at his mother: "Mom, I know you love your brother, I don't care, I love my brother too, but this copper coin is mine.
Yes, mom, you should at least be fair!"
"You debt collector!" Xu Fengjiao stretched out her palm viciously and slapped him in the face: "Do you listen to your mother?"
That slap completely stunned Situ Chenjue.
Although he knew that his mother didn't like him very much, he didn't expect this to happen...