Chapter 462： Red envelopes, on the bar

Lin Qingluo saw that her mother's eyelids were black and blue, she was obviously tired, and she didn't answer, she persuaded her to go back and rest.

"Your studies are important, mother is not sleepy."

Ye Xue'e was worried about her studies and refused to sleep.

"I've thought about going to school. It doesn't matter if you delay for a year or two."

Lin Qingluo smiled calmly: "Get a student status at Mingshui College, and just take the county exam directly after three years."

"How can this work?"

Ye Xue'e frowned lightly, and disapproved: "You are the first in the township examination, so many eyes are staring at you. If you miss your studies and fail the county examination, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"Mother, you still don't believe me!"

Lin Qingluo's eyes flickered, and she hugged her mother's arm coquettishly: "The level of the county examination can't help me."

"That's right, we are so smart, how can we fail the county exam? You don't have to worry about it."

Ye Xue'e hadn't answered yet, Mrs. Zhen Guogong didn't like what she heard, so she added the words angrily.

"Old lady, daughter-in-law..."

Ye Xue'e was startled, and was scolded by her mother-in-law face to face, her cheeks flushed immediately.

"Grandmother, don't blame your mother."

Lin Qingluo smiled wryly, coaxed her mother, and then tried to coax her grandmother: "My mother is worried about my studies, and she really thinks about Qingluo. It's wrong for Qingluo, who only cares about having fun and doesn't want to go to school."

"Qingluo doesn't want to go to school, so she won't go to school. Even if she doesn't go to school, the jewel in the palm of our Zhenguo government is better than those fat vulgar fans with eyes above the top."

Facing her little granddaughter, Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife immediately changed her face, an old wrinkled face, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"Grandma, I'll be proud if you praise me like that."

Lin Qingluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, no wonder Lin Baozhu was raised crookedly, it's because the Duke and Duchess of Zhen Guo are used to it.

"It's good for us to fall down, no one can compare."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong listened to the music, her eyebrows were beaming, and she boasted even more vigorously.

"Hi."

The familiar scene reappeared in front of her eyes, Ye Xue'e sighed softly, and simply closed her mouth.

**

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, under the leadership of Lin Jinzhou, the juniors of the Lin family wandered from yard to yard, queuing up to receive red envelopes.

Lin Qingluo was also among them, holding Xiao Shisan with his left hand and Xiao Shisan with his right hand, happily following behind his brothers, kowtowing to the elders for the New Year.

The old man, with his beard curled up, held up a large stack of red envelopes and handed them out one by one.

When it was Lin Qingluo's turn, he deliberately gave double.

Lin Qingluo smiled, and obediently accepted the old man's kindness, and stuffed the red envelope into the small pouch that she was wearing in front of all the brothers.

Zhen Guogong and his wife had red faces they sat solemnly and received kneeling worship from all the children and grandchildren, and gave out red envelopes one by one.

When it was Lin Qingluo's turn, the couple moved in unison, reaching out their hands at the same time, trying to drag their little granddaughter to their side.

"Little Qingluo, grandfather gave you two big red envelopes."

Zhen Guogong acted quickly, snatched the little granddaughter, and happily held up the red envelope.

"Hmph, only two? Grandma gives double!"

Mrs. Zhen Guogong was not happy, and picked up four red envelopes from the tray, showing off so vigorously that she almost threw them in the face of Zhen Guogong.

"Twice? You're too embarrassed."

The Duke of Zhenguo looked worried, picked up six more red envelopes, and stuffed them into the hands of his little granddaughter: "My dear, grandpa will give you eight."

"Eight is amazing! Come here, Qingluo, grandma will give you sixteen big red envelopes, one hundred taels of silver each!"

Mrs. Zhen Guo's wife was upset, so she got on the bar.

Lin Qingluo couldn't laugh or cry.

A group of Lin family sons: "..."

Looking at the only one in his hand, a small red envelope of ten taels of silver, he silently lowered his head.

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