"I am still a student, and I am younger than you, of course you sent me a red envelope."

Su Qingqing looked at Xia Yu seriously: "Just Feifei said just now that she would allocate red envelopes according to her age. Could it be that you still want me to send you red envelopes?"

"Is that so?" Xia Yu blinked and glanced at Xu Yifei and others blankly: "But I'm not prepared."

"No need to prepare, don't you have a red envelope in your hand? I won't dislike you." Su Qingqing snatched a red envelope from Xia Yu, "Congratulations on getting rich and good luck."

"I..." Xia Yu's lips twitched. One of the red envelopes was stolen before they even got warm. It was a scam.

"Happy New Year, congratulations on making a fortune."

Just when Xia Yu looked unhappy, Dong Ling bowed and saluted Xia Yu and added: "It seems that I am a little younger than you."

"Yes, yes, and Xiaoling is your little lover, you should send her a red envelope." Su Qingqing finished the fight seriously.

Hearing this, Xia Yu was almost crying and handed the red envelope to Dong Ling with helpless look on his face: "Happy New Year."

After a while, the red envelopes I just received from Xu Yifei and Tang Yan were gone, but in the end they were empty-handed and cheated!

"Okay, OK, eat dumplings quickly, and celebrate the New Year." After sending the red envelope, Xu Yifei immediately greeted him.

Several women happily surrounded the dining table and started eating, while Xia Yu looked bitter and depressed.

Xia Yu finally understood why she was so capable of making money, but she was so poor that she was so poor now. It was all caused by her age. Judging from her red envelopes, she probably would have been in vain this year.

After eating the dumplings, several people packed up and gathered on the sofa to stare at the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala.

"ten"

"Nine!"

...

"one!"

"Happy New Year." As the bell rang at midnight, the four women cheered excitedly.

Xia Yu was about to sit on the sofa desperately, still feeling depressed about the red envelope. While the women were happy, Xia Yu came to Dong Ling: "Happy New Year, let's go out for a walk."

"No!" Dong Ling glanced at Xu Yifei and others, "We have other arrangements and cannot go out, and it is not appropriate to go out now."

"What arrangement?" Xia Yu became suspicious.

"Continue, let's continue to kill all the people." Su Qingqing rushed to the mahjong table and greeted excitedly.

"It's dawn to fight the final battle, and it's just right to stay up to the New Year." Tang Yan was also very active.

"Forget it all night. I will go back to Xu's house to wish the old man a happy new year tomorrow morning, and play at most four laps." Xu Yifei solemnly reminded while shuffling the cards.

"Did you see it? Our fight is not over yet. I can't accompany you, otherwise they will go crazy if three are missing and one is missing." Dong Ling looked at Xia Yu helplessly, and then walked towards the mahjong table.

"I..." Xia Yu was so depressed that she was almost crazy. She originally wanted to ask Dong Ling to make a praising New Year's cannon, but now it seems that she has no hope.

Then the four women ignored Xia Yu and sat around and started playing.

"The psychopathy, the whole thing is the psychopath." Xia Yu cursed with gritted teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

"Dear, if you are sleepy, go to bed first! You will accompany me to greet the Xu family tomorrow, and my dad will pick us up in the morning." Xu Yifei played cards while reminding Xia Yu without raising her head.

"I understand." Xia Yu sighed, sat on the sofa bored for a while, and then returned to the room.

The first time I celebrated the New Year with so many people, the result was... I was even more depressed than before. On the contrary, the four women met their confidants and were so happy.

Xia Yu returned to the room, sat cross-legged and entered a state of meditation. Now only by practicing can he keep his mind free of distractions.

Early the next morning, the sun was shining outside the window. Xia Yu opened her eyes and stretched with a refreshing look. It was the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"I want to go back to Xu's house to pay New Year's greetings, I don't know if the president's wife has gotten up." Xia Yu washed up and walked out of the bedroom, but the result...

Xu Yifei and the other two were still playing with dark circles.

"Damn it! Didn't you say you only played four times, why did you play all night?" Xia Yu asked with her eyes wide open.

"Oh, it's dawn." The four women then realized.

"We are fine, but Sister Feifei wants to go back to Xu's house to pay New Year's greetings, is there no problem?" Su Qingqing looked at Xu Yifei worriedly.

"It's a bit too much." Xu Yifei quickly took out the mirror and took a look: "Apart from a little red blood, there is no big problem, so there's no need to put on makeup."

"This is okay!" Xia Yu was stunned when he heard this. No wonder several women dressed up carefully during the New Year's Eve last night, which was to save trouble the next morning.

"Then keep going, let's talk about this circle." Tang Yan shouted while shouting Xia Yu: "You can cook some dumplings for us."

"Then keep going." Others had no objection.

"If my woman has this kind of virtue in the future, I will definitely serve her family law." Xia Yu muttered fiercely and turned around and walked into the kitchen. Although she was very unhappy, she could not let these four aunts starve.

Just as Xia Yu was cooking dumplings, the buzzing sound of cars came from outside.

"It's my dad's car." Xu Yifei's face changed slightly and she immediately started to move.

When Xia Yu walked out of the kitchen with two plates of dumplings, she felt like she had traveled through time.

I saw the four women who were playing mahjong before sitting dignified on the sofa and communicating with Xu Feng, while the mahjong table disappeared.

The table where four women played mahjong was covered with pure white tablecloths and several exquisite cups, and there were no traces of mahjong at all.

"Do you do magic?" Xia Yu blinked her eyes, her mind was a little unable to react.

"Why are you still standing there? Come and wish my dad a happy New Year." Xu Yifei gave Xia Yu a dissatisfied look.

"Oh oh oh, Happy New Year, Uncle Xu." Xia Yu quickly put the dumplings on the table and greeted Xu Feng enthusiastically.

"Okay, OK, the New Year is coming soon, good luck." Xu Feng smiled heartily, took out a thick red envelope from his bag and handed it to Xia Yu: "This is a red envelope for you, thank you for your hard work this year."

"Red envelope!" Seeing this scene, Xia Yu's body began to tremble with excitement. Finally, she received a red envelope of her own, and the thickness was about 10,000 yuan.

Xia Yu didn't care about how much money she was, mainly for a good mood and a good start. She wiped her hands and took the red envelope with both hands solemnly, but the result...

"Hehehe." Just when Xia Yu had just received the red envelope, Xu Yifei and the four women raised their hands at the same time, each holding a thick red envelope.
Chapter completed!