After dinner, Mr. Ji took his son, wife and grandson back to Muwei country.
They came from Kyoto and brought a lot of things. Need to sort it out.
"Son, do you want daddy to hug you?"
Ji Chaoban, who was usually very cold in the business world, squatted on the dirt road, opened his arms and asked Ji Beinian.
With some nervousness and apprehension.
Looking forward to getting close to his son.
"No."
Ji Beinian shook his head coldly.
He wants to go alone.
Disappointment flashed across Ji Chao's face.
My son has not liked being held since he was a child.
Since his son could walk and run, he has held his son only a handful of times.
He stood up, and just as he was disappointed, he heard a very faint sentence:
"You can hold me."
Ji Beinian looked at him with a faint look, and raised his hand on his own initiative.
Nan Bao told him to try to communicate more with his parents.
He doesn't reject it, so he plans to listen to Nan Bao.
It took Ji Chao a few seconds to hold his hand, holding his big hand with a little force.
There was uncontrollable joy on his face.
Bai Nian looked at her with eyes burning:
"Niannian, mom also wants to hold you."
So Ji Beinian stretched out his other hand.
Ji Chao's and Bai Nian's hands were rough and soft, but both were equally warm.
The three-year-old child was sandwiched between two adults, walking farther and farther along the dirt road in the countryside with small steps.
The kerosene lamp was burning brightly, and the red fireworks illuminated the whole room brightly.
"Mom, just keep the money."
Xu Lanxin returned the more than 40,000 yuan she had earned today to Ma Yuehong in front of the family.
"Why are you paying it back again?"
Ma Yuehong frowned:
"The idea of making wine was Nan Bao's, and you and Lao San should be holding the money."
She still has the money from the last wild boar sale.
But that's a few hundred yuan, far from being compared with this huge sum of money.
A total of tens of thousands. With this money, if you put it in the provincial capital, you would be considered a middle- and upper-class family.
Not to mention the town, there is still no household worth ten thousand yuan.
But Xu Lanxin insisted on keeping it:
"Mom, I agreed before I got married that all the money earned by Brother Feng and I will be given to you."
"This is a rule."
My mother-in-law is the head of this family.
As long as there is no separation of families, all the money earned by each of their families must be handed over.
Big brother, second brother's family is like this too.
Even the fourth child, who had been working as a worker in a milk powder factory for a year, gave all his wages and receipts to his mother-in-law.
Ma Yuehong looked at the box on the table containing tens of thousands of yuan, and called Mu Nannan to her side:
"Nan Bao, this money is the result of your wisdom. Grandma really can't have it."
"However, Nan Bao can give it to us. The family will pay some wages, and it will be treated as compensation for the hard work of carrying grapes down the mountain."
Xu Lanxin wanted to persuade her again, but Mu Jianfeng grabbed her wrist and had to give up.
Mu Nannan saw that grandma really didn't want to accept it:
"Okay."
She took out a bundle of unity from the box, counted three bundles, held them in her arms, and then handed one bundle to Ma Yuehong:
" Grandma, this belongs to you and grandpa."
A total of 1,000 yuan.
"Okay."
Ma Yuehong accepted it with a smile.
The little granddaughter is generous. If she doesn't accept it, she will probably break her heart.
Mu Nannan's somewhat depressed face turned gloomy, and she ran to give money to Boss Mu and Boss Mu:
"Uncle, this is for you and aunt."
"Second uncle, this is for you and second uncle. It's my aunt's."
"Fourth uncle, this is yours."
It's also 1,000 yuan per person.
"Nan Bao..., you gave me too much money..."
It was the first time in his life that Boss Mu had received so much money. He was a little excited and a little nervous.
"Keep what Nan Bao gave you."
Ma Yuehong answered for Mu Nannan before she could speak.