Niannian was a very sensible child, so she reached out to take the red envelope, nodded to Zhang Jingyou and said 'thank you'.
Sisi pinched the red envelope that Zhang Jingyou gave her when she took it in her hand, and then picked up the red envelope that Pei Ruomian gave her and pinched it.
Pouting his little mouth and frowning.
Everyone can see the little thoughts in his heart.
She was competing to see who gave the richer red envelope.
After squeezing for a while, she raised her head and looked at Pei Ruomian with a smile, then at Zhang Jingyou, and said, "The red envelope given by my aunt is thicker than that given by my aunt."
Pei Ruomian said angrily, "I'm not as rich as your aunt."
After speaking, he glanced sideways at Zhang Jingyou.
"..."
Whoever says there is no money in this family is not allowed by God.
Everyone knows that Pei Ruomian has been picking on Zhang Jingyou since he was a child.
Now that Sisi's red envelope was compared with that given by Zhang Mofei, she was aroused again.
Zhang Jingyou is not like back then when she could stretch her neck to pinch Pei Ruomian. She is much quieter now.
She showed that she didn't take Pei Ruomian's critical words to heart, and still looked at Sisi with a vague smile on her face.
The colorful light from the gorgeous chandelier on the top of the restaurant was reflected in his black eyes.
There seemed to be a trace of melancholy in his eyebrows.
Zhang Mofei raised his head and glanced at his sister, then reached out and patted Niannian on the head, "Niannian, my aunt gave you a red envelope, why don't you give me a drink?"
She always felt that silence and worry in this home were like air.
No one cares.
In fact, she has trapped herself in her own little world and does not allow others to enter.
She likes to be alone in everything she does, and sometimes even when eating, she will have food brought into her room to eat.
Just like those noble ladies in ancient times who had not left the palace.
She tried many times to let her blend in with everyone, but to no avail.
Seeing her closing herself off like this made her very worried.
Niannian was obedient and obedient. She raised the drink cup with both hands and said to Zhang Jingyou, "Auntie, I respect you."
He is a very down-to-earth child, and he is unwilling to say even one more word.
Zhang Jingyou smiled shyly while holding the wine glass. She put the wine glass to her lips and raised it slightly with her hand holding the foot of the glass. All the wine in the glass was downed.
Her skin was very fair, and her face was already red, and it became even redder after drinking some wine.
Lu Anyi was surprised that Zhang Jingyou would drink all the wine in the glass, "Jingyou, do you plan to get drunk today?"
Zhang Jingyou pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes sparkled with tears.
After a second of silence, she slightly curved her lips, smiled and said to Lu Anyi, "I haven't had New Year's Eve dinner with my sister in more than ten years."
This sentence naturally made everyone feel emotional.
Zhang Mofei's hand holding the chopsticks seemed to be unable to exert any strength. The chopsticks slipped from her hands, hit the bowl in front of her, and then rolled onto the table.
It has been eleven years. She has not spent the New Year with her relatives for eleven years.
At that time, Jingyou was still very young and not very tall. Every year during the New Year's Eve dinner, she had to squeeze in and sit between her parents.
She put her elbows on the table, hugged each other loosely, and put them to her lips, feeling sad.
"Jingyou, my sister will have New Year's Eve dinner with you every year from now on."
She can keep this promise.
There was very little she could do for Zhang Jingyou.
She couldn't give up her beloved Pei Mochen to her, and she didn't know what else to do.
"Okay." Zhang Jing nodded with a worried smile, her smile was clean and sweet.
There was a scene at the dinner table where he and Qiqi had a tacit understanding.
