An Jiayou stared at the other's face for a long time before reaching out to take the red envelope handed over by the other party: "Thank you, Mom."
"Fool, why are you being formal with Mom."
"Uh-huh, got it, Mom."
On the night of New Year's Eve, everyone was enthusiastically saying they didn't want to sleep.
The third table for Mahjong was still short of one person, even the pregnant An Nan was joining in. According to the family rules of the Lin and Lan families, at the Mahjong table, there are no parents, no siblings, no brothers and sisters; the only rule is that any old grievances will be settled at tonight's Mahjong game.
Thus, what An Nan saw was all the elders being as steady as Mount Tai, while all the younger generation were itching for action.
