MTL - After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums-Chapter 470 471: New Year's greetings

  The next day, New Year's Day.

  The sky is snowing again.

  Everyone went to Fuyuan Hall early in the morning to pay New Year greetings to the old lady.

  Wrapped in thick fox fur, Lu Xiang walked to Fuyuan Hall in the wind and snow with a hand warmer in his arms, and met Lu Qiao on the way.

  Lu Qiao saw Lu Xiang, smiled and ran towards her: "Third Sister, Happy New Year."

  Lu Xiang smiled and nodded: "Happy New Year." As she spoke, she took a small brocade box from Yun Zhe's hand and handed it to Lu Qiao: "New Year's gift."

  Lu Qiao opened her mouth wide in surprise, and looked at Lu Xiang without being at a loss: "But...but I didn't..." No gift was prepared.

  Ahhh!

  Let her faint, so embarrassing.

  Lu Xiang smiled and said: "You are the youngest, you just need to accept it."

  Lu Qiao blushed, and took the brocade box: "Thank you, Third Sister."

   After finishing speaking, the two walked towards Fuyuan Hall together.

  Lu Youping and Zhao Qingya are already here.

  The warmth in the room dispelled the cold in an instant, Lu Xiang and Lu Qiao took off their fox furs one after another, and then went to the old lady and Lu You to pay New Year's greetings.

Today, Lu Xiang is wearing a water-pink double-breasted long skirt. The unique texture of the golden brocade makes the skirt sway slightly with the movement, as if the smoke is slowly at the feet, and the whole person is like being on the sea wave smoke. There are tortoise shell beads around the waist. The skirt is worn around the ring, and the graceful posture is natural and elegant.

  And Lu Qiao is wearing a taupe-colored high-waisted chest-length rose red skirt with a skirt of the same color underneath, and a ruby ​​hairpin of butterfly love flowers on her black hair, which is picturesque.

  The old lady looked at the two beautiful granddaughters and smiled.

   "Okay, okay, get up quickly." The old lady smiled and asked the two to get up, and then took the red envelopes they had prepared earlier, and distributed one to each of them.

  The red envelope is very thin, it looks like it contains a silver ticket.

   "Thank you grandma."

  The two thanked the old lady and took the red envelope.

  Lu Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, then stuffed the red envelope into her sleeve, quietly happy.

  Although she used to receive red envelopes from her grandmother on the first day of the lunar new year, she used to be afraid of her grandmother, so she hardly dared to lift her head, and her grandmother would not show her a smile on purpose.

   Over time, everyone formed the perception that grandma strictly disliked them.

  As a matter of fact, these grandchildren of them don’t take the initiative to get close to their grandmothers, do they still expect their grandmothers to put their hot faces on their cold asses?

   "Come here, this is the New Year's money that father gave you." Lu Youping held two small carved wooden boxes in one left hand and one right hand respectively.

  Lu Xiang and Lu Qiao were taken aback for a moment.

   "Hurry up, pick it up quickly, I can't hold it anymore." Lu Youping gritted his teeth.

  The two rushed forward and took one away.

  Lu Qiao just got started, when Shen Dian caught her, she staggered and almost lost her footing.

   My mother, what did dad give you that is so heavy?

  Do you have this heavy lucky money?

   While complaining in her heart, Lu Qiao looked at Lu Xiang, only to see that the corner of Lu Xiang's mouth twitched indiscernibly, and she cast a speechless glance at the direction where her father was sitting. That look...

  How should I put it, I am disgusted.

  The key point is that my master still looks at the third sister with a smile on his face. The kindness in the old father's eyes can't wait to turn into a thick river and drown the third sister.

  Lu Qiao swallowed silently.

  Dare to dislike your father at the top, dare to hit the elder brother at the bottom...

  Suddenly found that the men of the Lu family are so pitiful.

   "Thank you dad." The two thanked each other.

  Lu Qiao's joyful voice was faintly excited, no matter what father gave her, she was happy.

  Lu Xiang's tone was flat, compared with his attitude towards the old lady, it seemed like Lu Youping was not his real father.

  Lu Youping nodded towards the two of them, not caring about Lu Xiang's indifference at all.

   Cough!

  Thinking about how he got to the position of minister, even if his daughter was more arrogant, Lu Youping felt that he could still hold on.

  Looking indifferent, this can reflect her calmness and planning.

  Lu Xiang and Lu Qiao held the box and sat on the chairs beside them. The maidservants brought hot tea and waited for Lu Chao and Qiao Jingru.

   "Huh? Why aren't these two children here today?" Lu Youping asked in puzzlement after taking a sip of tea.

  The old lady gave him a close look: "What's the rush? It's all about my family. It's just New Year's greetings. It doesn't matter if you get up late."

  Waking up late means that her little great-grandson is expected.

  The old lady wished that the young couple would get up late every day to work hard for her little great-grandson.

  Lu Youping stared blankly at the old lady: "..."

   is quite fascinating.

  We dare not say, and we dare not ask!

  Lu Qiao sat beside Lu Xiang and twisted her body a few times.

   "What are you doing?" Lu Xiang looked sideways and asked.

  Lu Qiao approached Lu Xiang, and whispered: "Third sister, this box is so heavy, I don't know what father gave it?" She was curious, but she was embarrassed to open it here.

  Lu Xiang smiled and said, "Silver ingots."

   "Ah!?" Lu Qiao was dumbfounded, and stared blankly at Lu Xiang.

  Looking at Lu Qiao's unbelievable eyes, Lu Xiang nodded heavily: "I'm sure."

  She had just clearly seen the proud and arrogant expression on her father's face when he took out the box, and he almost had the words "Silver Ingot" engraved on his forehead.

   New Year’s money, of course it’s money.

  The box is so heavy, what else could it be if it wasn’t silver?

  Lu Qiao was still in shock, she couldn't believe that her father, who was always tall and stable, would have such a silly time.

  New Year’s money is a box of silver ingots…

   Is this for fear that others will not know that he is rich?

   After a while, Lu Qiao came back to her senses, no wonder the third sister looked at her father with such distaste just now.

  Lu Youping didn't know Lu Xiang's disgust in his heart, and he was very complacent about the lucky money he gave out today.

  A thin piece of paper for a silver ticket, where there is a box full of silver ingots, it is worth holding in your hand, and you can also experience the joy of counting money.

  Well, this is the happiness that rich people have.

  Now he also has Lu Youping.

   I no longer have to live my life with tight calculations, and I am even more generous with my shots.

  The eldest daughter-in-law runs the house well.

  I don't know if Lu Xiang has this kind of happiness, but obviously Lu Qiao will soon have it. Holding the box, thinking of the heavy weight, she couldn't help secretly laughing.

  Guan dad how to distribute lucky money.

   This amount alone is heavier than any previous year, and her small coffers have grown a lot.

   After another cup of tea, Lu Chao and Qiao Jingru arrived late.

   I don't know if she left too hastily, but Qiao Jingru's little face was flushed red as soon as she entered the room, she was very pretty and lovely.

   "The grandson (son) daughter-in-law wishes grandma a happy new year." The two stood still in front of the old lady and saluted.

  The old lady nodded with a smile, and took out two red envelopes, one for each person.

   "Thank you grandma."

   Then, the two wished Lu Youping a new year.

  Lu Youping still took out a box from his side and handed it to Qiao Jingru.

  Qiao Jingru took the box in a daze, with the same expression as Lu Qiao just now.

  Lu Chao: "..."

   What is his father's way?