Chapter 013 New Year's Money
"Oh, this is a good thing." He Jiayong said with a smile.
"My granddaughter's vision is better than that of you, the dad." Old He happily played with his pipe, completely forgot that his son had been busy with his wife inside and out for two weeks in order to hold a decent birthday party for him.
"Ye, Yiyi is closest to grandpa." He Jiayong said, took out his wallet from his pocket, then took out a bank card and handed it to He Yiyi.
"No...no need." He Yiyi didn't expect that He Jiayong would give her money. Since she broke up with her family, she had never asked for He Jiayong's money. She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable today.
"Tsk! Are you still angry with your dad?" Mr. He asked dissatisfiedly.
"This is the New Year's money I've given you, and it's not much. Go and buy something you like yourself." He Jiayong stuffed the card into his daughter's hand.
"Thank you." He Yiyi didn't hesitate anymore - anyway, it was natural for her daughter to take her father's money, so don't be idle.
He Jiayong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively: "Yiyi, you are already twenty years old, what are your plans in the future?"
"No plan." He Yiyi said this, but thought in her heart that she should make plans.
"I met Professor Wang from your college a few years ago, and he said..."
He Yiyi suddenly felt disgusted and asked with a sneer: "Did you have to listen to your money after taking it?"
"This child! He is your father. Isn't it necessary to care about your future?" Mr. He glared at He Yiyi again.
He Yiyi smiled indifferently: "Then thank you dad for your concern."
"I have read the book you published a few years ago, and I think..." He Jiayong is also a sensible figure in the area. At this time, he didn't know how to speak when facing his daughter.
"I am already twenty years old and will plan my own affairs. If I want to be my life mentor, I'm sorry, it's too late." He Yiyi said, standing up and shouting upstairs: "Chunzi! Let's go!"
"What are you going?! Eat!" Mr. He put his beloved pipe back into the box, covered the box with a "bang", and glared at his son again: "If you want to exercise the power of being a parent, go back to your home! Don't show off here!"
Before Gao Chunzi could speak, a cheerful voice came from outside the door: "Grandpa! I'm back!"
"Is it Xiaoxuan?" Old He immediately smiled and said, "Has everyone agreed today? It's more complete than during the Chinese New Year."
"Grandpa!" Rong Xuan pushed the door open, then happily rushed towards He Yiyi: "Oh, our great writer is back on vacation! Have you brought me a gift?"
He Yiyi beat him when she saw him entering the door. She didn't bring up Zhao Yi's affairs. She was very satisfied, so she smiled and said, "You are a big boss who makes money every day. It's good that I didn't go to beg for alms with you. Are you embarrassed to ask me for gifts?"
"Xiaoxuan is here." He Jiayong was also not very satisfied with his nephew - a top student in the music department did not study majors, and he would not open a music bar!
When Rong Xuan saw He Jiayong, he immediately changed his previous appearance as a monkey and greeted He Jiayong in a regular manner: "Hello uncle."
Mingxi came out of the kitchen and wiping his hands while laughing: "Xiaoxuan is here? Go and wash your hands quickly, it's time to start a meal! Mrs. Lin made your favorite fried sweet potato strips."
"Hello Aunt." Rong Xuan waved to Mingxi, and his eyes immediately lit up when he saw the fried sweet potato strips on the dining table. If He Jiayong hadn't been beside him, he could have rushed over and pinched two of them first to eat.
"Everyone wash your hands! Eat, eat!" He Yueting got up and took the pipe given by his good granddaughter into his bedroom to keep it properly.
He Yiyi pulled Gao Chunzi to wash her hands. Rong Xuan carefully rubbed over and asked in a low voice: "Why are uncle and the others here? I wouldn't have come back if I had known."
"It's too late to leave now." He Yiyi pressed the hand sanitizer and rubbed her fingertips carefully.
"How can I do it? I have something to do tomorrow and I can't attend the Master's birthday party. If I leave like this tonight, my grandfather will have to peel my skin." Rong Xuan sighed with a bitter face.
"Then wash your hands and eat." He Yiyi took out the tissue and wiped her hands and went out.
"Then what, can you take me home after dinner?" Gao Chunzi blinked at Rong Xuan.
Rong Xuan immediately found a reason to leave early, so he nodded and agreed: "OK, that's it."
In the restaurant outside, seven or eight dishes were already on the dining table.
Mr. He sat in the main seat, and everyone else took a seat except Ming Jingxin. Mingxi stood next to He Jiayong next to the dining table and was serving soup for Mr. He.
"Xiaoxuan, sit down." Mr. He greeted.
Rong Xuan did not rush to take a seat, but took out a box from his backpack and gave it to Mr. He, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, this is the gift I have prepared for you. My parents' performance in Budapest has not ended yet, so they can't rush back to celebrate your birthday. They repeatedly reminded me to apologize to you."
"Their career is the most critical time, and it's time to be busy. Just come for them, and what gifts are there? Your grandpa, I'm not a child anymore. Could it be that I have no gifts and it's just my birthday?" Mr. He smiled and took the box. When he opened it, he saw a scroll inside, and asked, "What good thing is this?"
"A few days ago, I went to Mengjia Market with a few friends to buy a painting. I don't know whether it is true or not. After a while, grandpa will take a closer look." Rong Xuan grabbed the chopsticks and asked with a smile: "Uncle, can you eat it? I didn't even eat lunch, I'm so hungry."
He Yiyi rolled her eyes at someone. She had swallowed the small computer room before and didn't know who it was?
After receiving the call, Ming Jingxin said apologetically: "Grandpa, Uncle He, I have something to do and need to take a step first."
"It's all the time to eat, you can go." He Jiayong pointed to the food on the table.
"I ate something in the afternoon and am not hungry now. I won't be with everyone." Ming Jingxin said, only watching Mingxi wait for her words.
"Then drive slowly and don't stay up late at night." Mingxi reminded.
"Yeah, I understand." Ming Jingxin said goodbye to everyone again, and then hurriedly left.
Nanny Lin brought the last dish of soup and smiled and said, "Old man, the food is all. Do you still have two more cups?"
"I won't drink anymore, I'll drink it tomorrow." Mr. He picked up the chopsticks and said to his descendants: "Eat."
Rong Xuan was the first to pick up his chopsticks and pick up his favorite sweet potato strips to eat. He Yiyi picked up a chicken wing for Gao Chunzi.
Gao Chunzi was full of joy, but said, "Oh, I have to lose weight."
"Only you can get the energy to lose weight after eating," He Yiyi said, and gave him another meatball to Mr. He: "Grandpa, this is what you like to eat."
"Our Yiyi seems to have grown up and become more sensible during the Chinese New Year!" Mr. He happily took a bite of the meatballs.
He Jiayong's eyes flashed, and he naturally realized that this daughter, who had always been disobedient, seemed to have suddenly become much more sensible.
Although it was a simple supper, everyone actually had their own thoughts in their hearts, and the scene was awkward. But He Yiyi didn't have time to think too much and just buried her head in the meal - she was so tired today that she was too lazy to see the faces of these people.
After dinner, Gao Chunzi was about to go home, and Rong Xuan volunteered to send her.
After Mingxi helped the nanny Lin to pack the leftover soup and rice into the kitchen, Fang and He Jiayong said goodbye to the old man. Before leaving, He Jiayong reminded his father not to forget to take medicine and rest early. Mingxi asked He Yiyi with concern: "Yiyi, have you prepared the clothes for tomorrow's banquet? Do you want the aunt to prepare for you?"
"Thank you Aunt Ming, I'll prepare it myself." He Yiyi smiled politely.
Chapter completed!