"Uncle, Aunt, I wish you prosperity. My red packet, please."
Xiaojiao was wearing a red coat. She had grown much taller. The moment she entered, she walked to the sofa to ask for red packets.
Su Yan heard Xiaojiao and shifted his gaze away from the television. He placed down the dumpling he was wrapping and patted the flour off his hands before making his way towards her with a smile.
When he was a few steps away from her, he bent over and extended his arms. She flew into his embrace and he carried her up.
"Give Uncle a kiss," Su Yan said as he pointed at his face.
Xiaojiao snorted in disdain. She pouted and said, "Not kissing you. Men and women shouldn't get too close."
This made the congregation erupt in laughter.
Only Su Yue was stunned. Then she smiled and said, "You must have learned that from Yanyan, that little devil."
