"Auntie, goodbye then," Xia Xinyu said warmly.
"Hmm, goodbye." The aunt nodded, then turned to Chen Yuan and said, "It looks like the zipper on your backpack isn't done up properly."
"Huh?" Chen Yuan put his bag down, but saw that the zipper was indeed done up.
At that moment, the aunt unzipped the backpack, naturally slipped two red envelopes inside, and zipped it up again, "Happy New Year. Treat our Xinyu to some tasty food, and make sure she gets nice and chubby."
"…" Since the other party had already given the envelopes that way, Chen Yuan could only accept with a smile and promised, "Sure, by this time next year, she'll be a little chubby."
Not exactly chubby, but Zhou Fu might fit the bill.
"I won't be getting chubby," Xia Xinyu denied.
"Being a bit chubby is good; you're pretty enough—give others less pressure."
After the teasing, the aunt got into the car and waved goodbye to them.
The two of them also went to the bus station after being seen off by the aunt.
