Chapter 1339: Final - Ending Eight (Complete)_2
Mo Yan pressed her hand to her forehead, no longer having the energy to explain anything.
Just as Liu Tinglan had said, Xiao Ruiyuan was "drinking tea" in the main hall, and half of the dozens of prepared red envelopes had already been handed out.
The "tea-drinking" red envelopes were specifically prepared for the Mo Family, and Xiao Ruiyuan was very generous when sealing them. When Xin Er was the first to serve up honeyed tea, he gave out two red envelopes each containing nine taels, nine coins, and ninety-nine copper coins.
The nine taels and nine coins refer to gold, and the copper coins were also made of glittering gold, converted into silver, the two red envelopes amounted to at least two hundred taels.
As soon as the two hundred taels were handed out, it greatly tempted Zhenzhen, Yun Zhao, and Shengsheng, who one after another served the future brother-in-law with "tea."
Although the Mo Family’s days had improved, Mo Yan kept a tight grip on the youngsters’ pocket money, not wanting them to develop a spendthrift habit. This time, nobody thought the silver in their red envelopes was too little.
However, the red envelopes the youngsters received were smaller than Xin Er’s, each containing two gold copper coins of six taels, six coins, and sixty-six copper coins. Converted into silver, this amounted to over one hundred taels as well.
Zhenzhen, the little slicker, wasn’t satisfied with serving "tea" just once. He also brought over sweet wine rice balls and fish ball soup and managed to glean ten more red envelopes before stopping under Mo Qingze’s glaring supervision.
Worried that his old man would settle scores after the autumn, he smartly shared the extra red envelopes with his brothers and sisters.
When Liu Tinglan arrived at the main hall, Xiao Ruiyuan had just handed out the last pair of red envelopes. She found the matchmaker who had accompanied Xiao Ruiyuan and hinted that she should hurry on to the next event, where the bridegroom should knock on the bride’s door, so as not to miss the auspicious time.
The matchmaker, misunderstanding just like Liu Tinglan and thinking the bride couldn’t wait any longer, covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled ambiguously. She stepped forward and whispered Mo Yan’s intentions into Xiao Ruiyuan’s ear.