"Hey, everyone, stop for a moment. Come over here."
New Year's Eve, it's been many years, and Ye Aotian hadn't felt such a lively atmosphere for a long time.
Li San and the others were busy putting up couplets and hanging decorations, while Ren Ling and Xiaofan were in the kitchen preparing the New Year's Eve dinner for tonight.
Ye Aotian happily came out of his room, gathered everyone around, and then took out several red envelopes, ready to give one to each person.
"Take one, why are you just looking? Take the lucky money, and may the upcoming new year bring safety and peace to all." Seeing everyone a bit puzzled, Ye Aotian directly handed the red envelopes to everyone.
Xiaofan and Ren Ling accepted the envelopes without hesitation.
Actually, the older generation always hopes that the younger ones will be healthy and happy. Over the years, the only person who always got a red envelope was Xiaofan.
