Xia Huashu ran to Song Baoxuan's house and took out her bag and Song Baoxuan's painting.

She said to Xia Zhenhua with great interest.

"Dad, look, this is the painting that Xiaobao painted for me and my brother, isn't it very beautiful?"

Xia Zhenhua saw the painting in Xia Huashu's hand and was stunned for a moment, this painting is too good!

He knows some paintings, and this painting should not be able to be painted without decades of effort, but Song Baoxuan is still so young.

Xia Zhenhua was a little suspicious that this painting was not painted by Song Baoxuan herself.

"Dad, do you think it's good-looking?"

"It's beautiful, it's well drawn."

Xia Zhenhua just praised this painting very well, not that Song Baoxuan painted it well.

And Xia Huashu doesn't understand this kind of language art, she said happily to Song Baoxuan.

"Hee-hee, Xiaobao, you see my father praising you."

"Thank you, uncle, for the compliment."

Xia Zhenhua's first impression of Song Baoxuan was not bad, especially after Xia Huashu returned from Song Baoxuan, she kept talking about Song Baoxuan.

A little treasure on the left, a little treasure on the right, his daughter has never talked about herself like this!

But Xia Zhenhua is still sour.

So although he suspected that this painting was not painted by Song Baoxuan, he didn't ask on the spot.

Otherwise, after Xia Zhenhua asked, whether this painting was Song Baoxuan or not, it would make Song Baoxuan a little embarrassed.

And this painting probably won't be painted by Song Baoxuan, and I don't know which master-level person painted it, so Xia Zhenhua didn't ask much.

Of course, Song Baoxuan knew that she felt Xia Zhenhua's suspicion of herself!

But Xia Zhenhua didn't ask, and she didn't bother to explain, anyway, this painting was indeed painted by herself.

Song Rongchang said to Xia Zhenhua.

"Brother Zhenhua, come and sit in the house."

"No, we'll go back now, and when I come back for the New Year, I'll come back to you and sit down."

"Oh, that's fine."

Xia Zhenhua took out several red envelopes from his pocket, and he gave Song Baoxuan the first one.

"Bao Xuan, this is the New Year's red envelope given to you by your uncle."

"Thank you uncle for your kindness, but I can't accept this red envelope."

Song Rongchang and Li Dahua watched Xia Zhenhua send red envelopes on the side, feeling very embarrassed.

"Brother Zhenhua, we really can't accept the red envelopes anymore, you take them back."

"Brother Song, this is my New Year's red envelope for Bao Xuan, don't refuse, let the children be happy and happy for the New Year, and there is not much money in it!"

Xia Zhenhua kept handing the red envelope in front of Song Baoxuan.

"Bao Xuan, take it quickly, I'm tired of holding it, it's just a New Year's red envelope, just want to be happy, take it quickly!"

Xia Huashu said to Song Baoxuan beside her.

"Xiaobao, you take the red envelope to eat something delicious, you have to eat more." Then get fat.

Song Baoxuan took Xia Zhenhua's red envelope and said to Xia Zhenhua.

"Thank you, uncle, I wish my uncle a smooth and prosperous year, good luck and good health!"

"Okay, then uncle wishes Baoxuan more and more beautiful as she grows up!"

Xia Zhenhua gave Song Hui, Song Yao, and Song Zhaodi red envelopes, and he did not leave every child of the Song family behind.

Song Hui and Xia Zhenhua thanked them.

In fact, Xia Huashu watched Xia Zhenhua give Song Qiu a red envelope, and felt very unhappy, but she didn't say anything.

Song Rongchang hurriedly took out the twenty yuan in his pocket, and then handed Xia Rui and Xia Huashu ten yuan each.

He didn't prepare in advance, he didn't have a red package, so he could only give it directly.

"Xia Rui, Hua Shu, this is my red envelope for you, you accept it."

"Well, thank you, uncle, happy new year!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

"Eh, Happy New Year!"

Xia Zhenhua left with Xia Rui and Xia Huashu, and Xia Huashu hugged Song Baoxuan when she left.

"Xiaobao, I'll come to play with you when I come back for the New Year, don't forget me!"

"Well, I won't forget you."

Song Zhaodi and Song Qiu received a red envelope for the first time this time, they had never received a red envelope before, and they didn't have a penny on them.

Song Qiu returned to the house and couldn't wait to open the red envelope, which turned out to be six yuan, and she was stunned

She took the money to Song Zhaodi and said.

"Sister, sister, there are six yuan in it, can you open your red envelope and see how much money is in it?"

Song Zhaodi was stunned for a moment, and then opened his red envelope, which was also six yuan.

"So much?"

"Yes, we have money, sister, we have money, I can buy a beautiful headband."

"Well, but with so much money, isn't it good for us to take it, let's give the money to Dad!"