Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter
Chapter 279 - 280: We Must Not Suffer a Loss

Chapter 279: Chapter 280: We Must Not Suffer a Loss

Liu Lanzhi hesitated and turned to look at her father-in-law. Seeing that he had no objection, she knelt down again.

She sighed inwardly. Her in-laws indulged Guibao too much. Luckily, he was well-behaved and sensible, else he might have been spoiled.

After paying homage at the graves, the children and their spouses began to tidy up, making sure the embers were properly extinguished.

If they accidentally caused a wildfire, it would be a disaster.

"Children! Come over here!"

Ma Xiulian called the children to her side, pulling out red-wrapped paper bills from her pocket. She opened them up and started giving out lucky money for New Year’s.

Everybody, including Gu Tingyun, got twenty cents each.

"Thank you, grandma."

Chen Erbao held the twenty cents, jumping excitedly. He then stretched his hands toward Zhou Zhaodi saying, "Mom, give me the red envelope!"

"You cheeky boy, you’re most eager only when you want money! Go ask your father!"

Zhou Zhaodi couldn’t help but laugh and scold upon seeing his greedy behaviors.

Chen Erbao promptly rolled over and called, "Dad, red envelope, quick!"

Chen Jiandang handed over the New Year’s money he had prepared in advance from his pocket, giving each child five cents a piece.

Subsequently, Chen Jianguo and Chen Jianye also gave out five cents as New Year’s money.

The amount was miniscule, but it was the symbolism of good luck and celebration that mattered.

After all, they hadn’t separated their households yet. The earnings each year were given directly to their mother by the collective, including the money spent on clothing for them, so their private savings were not much.

Only Chen Jianmin, who had earned some private funds during his apprenticeship, was able to give twenty cents to each child.

Thus, each child in the Chen family had a total of fifty-five cents in hand, which made them ecstatic.

After all, in those years, one cent could buy two pieces of candy.

The boys planned to buy small firecrackers together, while the girls planned to buy candy and hair bands.

The only one who had no concept of money was Helian Jiao. She casually stuffed the money into her pocket.

The wealthy little master Gu cared even less about this change. He had a twenty-dollar red envelope in his pocket for the little hamster.

But his mother told him to give it to her quietly when there were fewer people around.

Li Chunhua put the money for Jinbao in her pocket, thinking about saving it for her son’s future wedding.

She then reached for Chen Xiaobao’s red envelope and coaxed him, "Xiaobao, give the money to mom. Mom will buy you candy when she goes to town next time."

She was afraid he might lose it if he kept it himself.

Chen Xiaobao didn’t fall for it, though; he dashed forward, yelling, "No, I can buy candy myself!"

There would always be vendors with baskets of fireworks and small snacks in the early days of the New Year, and the authorities turned a blind eye to it.

Carrying her youngest son, Li Chunhua couldn’t give chase. So she turned to Sanni.

Sanni quickly pocketed her red envelope, guarding her pocket like there was a thief, "I want to hold it myself!"

What an ungrateful wretch!

Li Chunhua felt terribly miffed.

This was not like past years where they received just one or two cents; each child was now holding fifty-five cents!

She had given out several red envelopes, each fairly hefty in sum. If she couldn’t retrieve the cash, she’d be at a huge loss.

Unfortunately, she could only seethe inwardly while in front of her in-laws.

You nasty little girl, don’t think your grandma can protect you forever!

Just wait till the households split, I’ll have plenty of ways to discipline you!

Zhao Mei and Zhou Zhaodi felt that the kids were carrying a bit too much money, too. But they figured, since it was New Year’s, they would let it pass.

"Let’s go home."

Ma Xiulian gathered the unused joss paper and candles into a basket. With one hand holding the basket and the other leading her beloved granddaughter, she headed downhill.