"Where's my knife?" Song An threw down the gift box in his hand and walked towards Song Heng menacingly, "Today I'm going to kill you, a conscienceless street boy!"

"Mom, help!"

"Don't run!"

After a while, the two started fighting.

Song Yunshen and his wife looked at the two of them and couldn't help but smile.

These two children are still on the same relationship as when they were children.

"Ding Dong!"

At this time, the doorbell outside the door suddenly rang, Song Heng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran to open the door.

"Xiao Heng, he's handsome again. Jiang Nan looked at Song Heng, smiled, and then walked into the villa, followed by his aunt and little cousin.

"Hehe, uncle, aunt, cousin, hurry up and sit down, you can eat immediately!" Song Heng smiled, served the tea with great hospitality, and said.

Looking at Song Heng's appearance, Song An frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.

You know, I used to do this kind of thing by myself!

It's tea and water, and it's courteous, there must be something weird!

The little cousin Jiang Ya looked at Song Heng and her face turned red.

The little girl who just entered high school looked at her handsome cousin so enthusiastic, and she was a little shy.

"You sit down first, and the kitchen will be ready in no time. Jiang Yu came out of the kitchen, smiled, and said to Jiang Nan's family.

Hearing this, Aunt Shen Hui hurriedly went into the kitchen to help.

Song Yunshen and Jiang Nan chatted for a while, and Song Heng sat next to him and listened quietly.

This made Song An uncomfortable for a while, my brother couldn't be so obedient!

"Ding Dong!"

After a while, the doorbell rang again.

Hearing the sound, Song Heng hurriedly went over to open the door, this time it was the uncle's family.

Song Heng still warmly welcomed the uncle's family.

The smile on his face is like that of the old bustard in the Qinglou in ancient times.

Seeing that the uncle's family was present, Song Heng counted with his fingers: "There are also the second uncle's family, the eldest uncle's family, hehe, four thousand...... Five thousand ......"

"What are you counting with a smirk?" Song An slowly approached, but saw Song Heng smirking and counting, frowned, and asked.

"Huh?" Song Heng was startled, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing, you heard it wrong." ”

Hearing this, Song An's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Song Heng suspiciously.

Something is wrong with this street boy!

"Forget the Chinese New Year's Eve, I won't beat you anymore, and you should be honest." Song An glanced at Song Heng and said.

After that, Song An sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

"Whew. Song Heng patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't let her know that I was going to collect the New Year's money!

That's right, Song Heng is planning to take advantage of today's day to collect a lot of New Year's money!

At least you have to collect enough for the first 6,000!

Thinking about it like this, Song Heng couldn't help but look forward to it.

It seems to have regained the feeling of celebrating the Spring Festival when I was a child.

Why do children like to celebrate the Spring Festival?

One is the holiday, and the other is the New Year's money!

No wonder the older you get, the lighter the taste of the New Year, it turns out that there is no New Year's money!

Not long after, the eldest uncle's family and the second uncle's family also arrived.

The dishes are almost done, and it's time to eat.

A large family made up two tables, one table for children and one table for adults, and it was lively.

After eating, the adults played mahjong and poker, while the children gathered together to play.

Pleasant times always go by quickly, and in the blink of an eye it's evening.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it was Song Heng's most anticipated link.

The children sat on the sofa obediently one by one, waiting for the adults to come over and give out the New Year's money, and Song Heng mixed in and was also waiting for them to come.

Jiang Nan touched the red envelopes in his pocket, smiled, and sent out the red envelopes one by one.

The children thanked them obediently, and Jiang Nan also showed a happy smile on his face.

"Uncle, Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope. Song Heng hurriedly stepped up and shouted with a smile.

"Ah, this ......" Jiang Nan was stunned.

How old are you, don't you have a point B number? and still come to ask for red envelopes?

"Ahem, uncle, in fact, I have been starting a business recently, and I am short of money, if you send me a red envelope now, you will be considered a shareholder. Song Heng put away the smile on his face and said with a serious expression.

Listening to Song Heng's words, Jiang Nan couldn't help but smile.

This little street boy is still decent.

"Okay, I don't have any cash, I'll transfer you three thousand. Jiang Nan smiled, patted Song Heng's shoulder, and said, "Uncle is waiting for you to give me dividends." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Nan took out his mobile phone and transferred three thousand to Song Heng.

Looking at the three thousand yuan in the account, Song Heng showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Not bad, this is the first one, it is already three thousand, and the first charge must be stable!

And Song An, who was staring at Song Heng on the side, couldn't help but cover his forehead, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

Song An stepped forward and skillfully grabbed Song Heng's ear.

"Hiss, it hurts!" Song Heng gasped and hurriedly shouted: "Sister, let go quickly, my ears are going to fall off." ”

Hearing this, Song An pursed his lips, "You can, how old are you embarrassed to ask for a red envelope?"

"What's wrong?" Song Heng pursed his mouth: "Who is not a baby yet?"

"Huh~" Listening to Song Heng's words, Song An felt goosebumps rising.

"Sister, you let go of me, and I will divide half of the New Year's money I received from you. Song Heng looked at Song An and hurriedly shouted.

Hearing Song Heng's words, Song An coughed softly and let go of Song Heng's ears.

"You are my brother, it hurts in your body, it hurts in my heart, I feel sorry for you, I don't want to share the money. ”

"Oh, well, then it doesn't matter. ”

"What did you say?"

"Minute and minute, just kidding. ”

"Hmph!" Song Anjiao snorted, then stopped caring about Song Heng and went to play with his mobile phone again.

It didn't take long for my uncle to come over and give out red envelopes.

The children thanked them one by one, Song Heng saw this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, it seems that it is time for me to appear again!

"Uncle, Wishing you prosperity, bring the red envelope!" Song Heng stepped forward, smiled hehe, and said cheekily.

Uncle: "???"

"That's right, I've been starting a business recently, and if you send me a red envelope now, even if you have a share, by the way, my uncle sent three thousand. Song Heng repeated what he had just said, and specially emphasized that his uncle sent three thousand.

Hearing Song Heng's words, Uncle Jiang Feng took out his mobile phone and transferred three thousand to Song Heng with a smile.

Next, the second uncle and the younger uncle Song Heng did not let go, and the two of them each transferred 3,000 to Song Heng.

A total of 12,000 people earned tonight!

I still didn't dare to ask my parents for New Year's money, otherwise I would definitely be able to hit a new high and break the highest record of New Year's money received in the past!

The other children looked at Song Heng with disdain, and several children gathered together and whispered.

"My cousin is stinky and shameless, and he has to pay for the New Year when he is so old. ”

"Indeed, there is a shame in saying one. ”

"Don't say that, although my cousin is a little thick-skinned and a little shameless, he is still quite good. ”

Listening to the discussion of a few little children, Song Heng's face turned dark.

I thought silently in my heart, not angry, not angry, the little kid is not sensible.

"Ahem, that ...... Half!" Song An walked up to Song Heng, knocked on the table, and said.

Hearing this, Song Heng reluctantly transferred six thousand to Song An.

Fortunately, there are still 6,000 left, the first gift package, the master is here!