The Sun family was also decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations and was very lively.

Seeing the Yang Huazhong family coming to pay New Year's greetings, Lao Suntou and the others were very happy and were busy greeting the adults and welcoming the children.

Mrs. Sun came out with a sewing dustpan and a stack of red envelopes in the dustpan.

"Come on, come on, starting from Qing'er and Tang Yazi, everyone will receive a New Year's red envelope. May you have good luck in the new year!"

Mrs. Sun smiled and pushed the red envelope towards Yang Ruoqing and the others.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then quickly put the red envelope back.

"Auntie, I'm a mother myself, why do I still need you to give me lucky money? I can't do it, I can't do it!" she said.

Da Sun said: "Your Majesty."

Then, he grabbed the red envelope and stuffed it into Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Of course Yang Ruoqing didn't want it, and the two of them started to give in.

On the Nuan Tong side, Mrs. Sun, who was holding Baby Luo, made a sound.

"Qing'er, here's the new year's money. It's given to you by me and your grandpa."

"As long as we two old people are still here, you grandchildren should accept the New Year's money from us. This is a rule. You are not allowed to break this rule." Old Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "But, Grandma Ga..."

Mrs. Sun immediately interrupted Yang Ruoqing:

"It's nothing, Dajie and Xiaojie, I gave them to you. Each of you has something, more or less, a little bit of your heart. Just carry on obediently."

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to accept the new year's money, and then, together with Luo Fengtang and Da'an, they knelt on the futon to pay New Year greetings and kowtow to the old couple.

"Okay, okay, everyone, get up and come over for tea and snacks." Mrs. Sun greeted.

Then Mrs. Sun went over and dragged Yang Ruoqing and the others up, and everyone sat around the table, drinking tea, eating snacks, and chatting about everyday things.

The children went outside to the yard and played with firecrackers.

After a while, footsteps and laughter came from outside again.

Da Sun said: "No need to guess, it must be Yongjin and Bamei who are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, sure enough, Yang Yongjin walked in front of Xiuxiu and entered the house, followed by the potbellied Cao Bamei.

"Oh, with such a big belly, why don't you come over this late at night? It's the same thing if you come over tomorrow when it's bright and clear to say New Year greetings!"

Da Sun came over and supported Cao Bamei.

Cao Bamei glanced at the room full of people and said with a smile: "I know it's lively here. If you don't let me come over, I won't be suffocated at home alone!"

"Bah, bah, bah, old man, your mouth has spoken louder than your brain!" Mrs. Sun gave Cao Bamei an angry look and said quickly.

Cao Bamei was startled for a moment, then felt a little embarrassed.

Over there, Mrs. Sun said: "Tongyanwuji, as an old woman, if I say it's okay, then it'll be okay. Good luck."

Everyone laughed and rectified this small mistake with a tacit understanding.

Over there, with everyone's encouragement and amusement, Xiu Xiu paid New Year's greetings to the elders one by one, saying blessings in a childish voice.

The elders all praised her, and naturally this little girl got a lot of red envelopes.

Cao Bamei confidently confiscated Xiuxiu's red envelope and sent her to play outside in the yard.

"You have a big belly. Stop standing all the time. Come and sit with us." Yang Ruoqing waved to Cao Bamei.

Cao Bamei came over, and Mrs. Sun said: "Come, put your feet in the heating bucket, don't freeze them."

Men drank tea, smoked and chatted around the table there.

The women gathered in the two warm buckets here, cracking melon seeds and chatting.

The topic turned to the New Year's Eve dinner in the old Yang family's main room.

"Eight sisters, this is the first year that you and I will celebrate the New Year together. Tell us, how are you having this New Year's Eve dinner? Who cooked it?"

Da Sun touched Cao Bamei's arm and asked impatiently.

Sun said: "Sister, why do you need to ask? Since we celebrate the New Year together, the three daughters-in-law must cook together, then take the eldest sister-in-law over, and the eldest family members will eat together."

Da Sun nodded, grabbed Cao Bamei's arm, and then asked: "I just want to know, who is in charge?"

Cao Bamei said: "It is the third younger sister who is in charge of the cooking. I looked at the mouth of the stove and my sister-in-law helped the third younger sister."

The eldest Sun was surprised, "Why is it that Zhao Liu'er is in charge? Logically speaking, it should be Li Xiuxin, the eldest sister-in-law, who is in charge! What is going on?"

Beside them, Mrs. Sun and Mr. Sun also expressed surprise.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the reactions of her grandmother, her mother, and her aunt, and she was not surprised at all.

Because who will cook the New Year's Eve dinner is related to an orderly relationship between seniority and youth.

The unwritten rules for women in the kitchen are the same for men.

Before eating New Year's Eve dinner, burn incense in front of Yang Hua'an's memorial tablet. Yang Yongxian, the eldest son, will definitely stand at the front, fully representing the other brothers.

Of course, there are sometimes exceptions to the kitchen initiative.

For example, in the old Yang family before the family was divided, the eldest sister-in-law, Mrs. Jin, could not bear the burden at all, and the second sister-in-law, Mrs. Yang, was lazy and sold out, so the only option was the third daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun.

The thoughts that had drifted away were brought back by Cao Bamei's voice.

"Hey, it's a long story to tell." Cao Bamei said,

"It's just because my sister-in-law seems to be in poor health these past few days, and her mental state is not very good either."

"When I asked her to cook a few times, she either forgot to add salt, or it was so salty that it was bitter."

"When cooking, I always use the wrong soy sauce and vinegar. The rice is either raw or scorched."

"The most recent time, when I cooked egg noodles for you, the poached eggs were still yellow."

"After eating so much, I ran to the toilet three times in one breath. My grandma got angry and told my sister-in-law that my sister-in-law was not allowed to cook the New Year's Eve dinner, and I had a big belly, so my grandma gave the responsibility of cooking the New Year's Eve dinner to my third sister.

The younger brothers and sisters will do it." Cao Bamei said.

"Ah? So there is such a thing?" Mrs. Sun clicked her tongue.

"Didn't I always say before that this Yongxian wife is the one Deqing'er Nai likes the most?"

"Why is it that just a few days after I entered the house, it seems that I have fallen out of favor? What's going on?" Da Sun asked next.

Cao Bamei shook her head. She really didn't know this question.

Here, Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and both mother and daughter had a tacit understanding of guessing something.

That's right, it's about the fact that Li Xiu's heart was red and the scarf was not red.

Although Yongxian's cousin and grandma put the responsibility on themselves and even said that they were not good enough.

However, for such private matters, grandpa and grandma cannot personally check it.

Therefore, it is possible that he remains dubious about Yongxian's words.

One might even think that this might be a lie concocted by Yang Yongxian to protect Li Xiuxin.
Chapter completed!