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"What's wrong? They feed like this, and they are still alive and kicking?" Li Qiuxiang retorted with a straight face.

Ai Li was speechless. Seeing that Ning Feng and Ji Mu didn't care, she thought she was meddling in other people's business.

Xiao Qiaoyi, the little girl, never got down from Ji Yang's arms. She was very noisy and wanted to eat the food he was eating.

"Eat some vegetables. You can only eat this." Ji Yang picked up a vegetable from the soup for her, and Xiao Qiaoyi opened her mouth to eat.

"Feed her some eggs." Ai Li put the steamed eggs in front of him, and Ji Yang took it and started to feed him.

"What's wrong with a girl being so squeamish? She can't even eat peacefully." Li Qiuxiang observed for a while. Ai Li was eating, but her son was feeding Ji Qiaoyi, which made her feel upset.

"It's normal for girls to be squeamish. They are not boys. Boys should be responsible. If they are squeamish, they will be criticized." Ai Li replied with a fake smile.

Aren't boys squeamish?

Li Qiuxiang still likes to hug Ji Tianshuo and call him darling, but Ji Yang won't let her feed his daughter?

"What responsibility does a child know?" Li Qiuxiang frowned, "That's something she'll have to deal with when she grows up, why bother with her now?"

"No, Ji Yang and I think she's still young, so we let her be. She'll understand a lot of things when she grows up, and then she can slowly cultivate them." Ai Li continued to laugh.

Li Qiuxiang knew that Ai Li was trying to stop her, and her face turned pale, "What's the point of cultivating a girl?"

"Mom, why haven't you changed this problem? What's wrong with being a girl? I'm not happy with that, and I can't eat this meal." Ji Yang had a bad temper and his face darkened.

Ji Chunjun took a sip of white wine and said, "Eat well, what's there to argue about?"

Are they still going to quarrel on New Year's Eve?

"No one is arguing!" Li Qiuxiang put down her chopsticks. Ji Tianshuo was still making a fuss. She went straight to coax her grandson, "Grandma, feed him some more food. Eat more and grow taller."

She was too lazy to care about Ji Yang and his wife now. They would lose their house if they divorced, and they would have to pay a sum of money. It would be better to let Ning Feng give birth to two children. After all, they were from the Ji family, so it didn't matter who had them.

This eldest son had a hot temper, and she usually didn't dare to offend him.

When the time comes, when the girl gets married, the money will still be in the Ji family and will be inherited by her grandson.

Aili ignored her and continued to eat. Ji Yang held his daughter in one hand and ate in the other hand. The atmosphere was barely harmonious.

On New Year's Eve, the elders should give red envelopes to the younger generations.

For Ji Tianshuo, this precious grandson, Li Qiuxiang bought new clothes, which were bright red. After he put them on, she stuffed him with a big red envelope.

Not only Li Qiuxiang gave, but Ji Chunjun also gave.

Ai Li always does these etiquettes well. She also prepared a red envelope for Ji Tianshuo in advance, with 100 yuan in it. After a while, Ning Feng also made a red envelope for Xiao Qiaoyi.

In the evening, they returned to their respective rooms.

Ji Mu and his wife had already lived downstairs, while Li Qiuxiang and Ji Chunjun lived next door to Ji Yang and his wife. Ji Tianshuo usually slept with the old couple. Today, Ning Feng took her son back to the room.

As soon as she returned to the room, she took the red envelope from her son.

Ji Tianshuo refused to give it, and he wanted to snatch it.

"Mom will give it to you later." Ning Feng turned her back to her son, ignoring his crying, and quickly took out the money, and then gave the red envelope paper to Ji Tianshuo.

"How much did mom and dad give?" Ji Mu also came over.

"Dad gave 500, and mom gave 300." Ning Feng was obviously a little disappointed, "I thought they would give 1,000 or 2,000, but it's just this little, and my sister-in-law only gave 200."

Three thousand was given at the full moon, which was much less in comparison.

Chapter 327 The Poor Girl in a Family that Prefers Sons over Daughters (12)

"Should you give back the money from your sister-in-law?" Ji Mu said, reaching out to take the money from her.

"I only gave her 100. We don't have jobs, but they both have jobs. Besides, I didn't know she would give 200." Ning Feng thought it was natural, so she quickly took her hand back and protected the money in her hand.

"Split it equally." Ji Mu was unhappy, and pretended to snatch the money.

"I'll give you 700 and you'll give me 300. I just gave 100 back to my sister-in-law's daughter." Ning Feng was not happy, so she put the money behind her and raised her chin slightly to negotiate.

"That's 400 from me. How can you afford to eat and drink well at home?" Ji Mu said.

Neither of them had jobs, and Liu Qiuxiang and Ji Chunjun would occasionally give them a little, but not much, not enough to go out and play for a day.

"You can ask your parents for it, but I can't." Ning Feng quickly threw him 300 and hid the rest, as if she would never give it up.

"I said 400." Ji Mu stepped forward and refused to give up.

Neither of them gave in, fighting to the death for a hundred yuan. Ji Tianshuo was playing on the side, and he accidentally fell off the bed, hit his head, and cried loudly in pain.

Ning Feng was afraid that Li Qiuxiang would scold her, so she quickly covered her son's mouth to comfort him.

Upstairs.

"What's that sound? Shuo Shuo is crying?" Ai Li faintly heard that there was something going on.

"It's normal for children to cry." Ji Yang was dressing his daughter and picked her up. Xiao Qiaoyi was also very interested in red envelopes, so she crawled over and reached out to take it.

Ji Yang looked at her and took out another one from behind, "This is from Dad to Qiaoyi."

Xiao Qiaoyi sat on the bed, holding three red envelopes in her little hands, and smiled and reached out to take the red envelope given by Ji Yang, put it in her little hand, and lowered her head to look at it.

"This is from Mom to Qiaoyi." Ai Li squatted down and looked at her daughter, holding a red envelope in her hand, handed it over, and touched her little head.

"Hmm..." She nodded, not knowing whether she understood or not, and continued to look down at the red envelopes in her hand.

She counted them one by one, put them aside after counting, and then continued to count them, enjoying it, over and over again, playing with these red envelopes for more than an hour.

She still held her red envelope when she went to sleep, refusing to let go.

Ai Li lowered her head and kissed her, picked her up, and put her in the innermost part. When she stood up, she looked at the red envelope in her arms, gently picked it up, and took a look at the amount inside.