The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

Chapter 892

Zhou Yongfu said expressionlessly: "It's New Year's Day, why are you hitting someone?"

Zhang Guihua said seriously: "You are disrespectful, you deserve to be beaten..."

After saying that, he turned around and asked He Ying: "Sister-in-law, don't you think so?"

He Ying said: "If my son was like this, I would also beat him..."

Zhou Chen touched his nose and said, "Although I was naughty when I was young, I still know how to respect the elderly and love the young!"

Zhang Guihua heard the compliment in Zhou Chen's words and felt that the slap she had just given was correct.

Zhou Qingqing looked at her mother in surprise and couldn't believe her eyes.

Usually, I treat Zhou Xiaojiang as my baby, holding him in my hands for fear of dropping him, and holding him in my mouth for fear of him melting.

Today, he just started fighting.

Seeing the change in her mother, Zhou Qingqing showed a relieved smile on her face.

Zhou Yongfu held Zhou Xiaojiang on his lap and coaxed him: "My dear grandson, don't cry, don't cry. This year, Grandpa will give you a bigger red envelope..."

Zhou Xiaojiang wiped his tears and asked, "How big is the red envelope?"

Zhou Yongfu smiled and asked, "How big a red envelope do you want?"

Zhou Xiaojiang stretched out a finger: "I want one thousand..."

Zhou Guanghua's face darkened: "Xiao Jiang, do you want to be beaten again?"

He and Zhou Guangming give his father one thousand yuan a year for living expenses in his retirement.

My father doesn't grow crops or raise pigs or cows.

Apart from the living expenses they provide, there is no other source of income.

How could my father afford to give me so much New Year’s money?

This is also because I usually give Zhou Xiaojiang too much pocket money.

As a result, this kid has no idea about prices.

"Okay, one thousand is one thousand..." Zhou Yongfu agreed readily.

"Dad, I don't spoil him anymore, and you spoil him again... Besides, you don't have much money on you..." Zhang Guihua said with a pout.

"The tradition in our family is to give 20 yuan as New Year's gift money, no more than that..." Zhou Chen grinned and said, "Grandpa, if you give Xiao Jiang 1,000 yuan, then Qingqing and I will also give 1,000 yuan!"

"I agree..." Zhou Qingqing raised her hand and nodded.

"Hey, you little guys are looking down on your grandpa..."

Zhou Yongfu put Zhou Xiaojiang down, got up and went to his bedroom.

After a moment, he came out holding a small wooden box.

Zhou Chen remembered this small wooden box. It was his grandfather’s treasure box. It contained food stamps, some coins, and even a dozen or so fools.

Zhou Yongfu placed the wooden box on the coffee table and used a key to open a mini padlock.

The wooden box was opened, revealing several stacks of hundred-dollar bills.

Judging from the thickness, it is probably more than five thousand.

Zhou Guangming and Zhou Guanghua’s eyes widened immediately.

Zhou Guangming was dumbfounded and asked, "Dad, where did you get so much money?"

When I was working, it was good enough if I could save 2,000 yuan a year.

The old man actually saved so much money!

Zhou Yongfu smiled faintly and said, "How much money can I spend alone?"

Zhou Chen took a look at the old clothes his grandfather had worn for several years, and felt very uncomfortable.

Grandpa must be very frugal in his daily life, maybe he even saved the money for medicine.

No wonder my health is deteriorating.

This time, no matter what, my parents must take grandpa to the county town to take care of him.

Zhou Qingqing suddenly stood up from the stool and said, "Brother, it's almost twelve o'clock, let's go set off the fireworks..."