New Year's Day.
"Dad, Happy New Year!"
Shen Qiushan had just gotten up when his son, Shen Yixiao, enthusiastically came over to wish him a Happy New Year.
"Hmm!"
Shen Qiushan nodded slightly. He surely understood his son's intention—such eagerness to greet him for the New Year was nothing more than an excuse to ask for a red envelope.
This was Shen Qiushan's first year of success, and he was well-prepared. He immediately took out the large red envelope he had prepared earlier and handed it to his son.
"By the way, when is Yufei coming?"
"Probably on the sixth day!"
Before the New Year, Shen Yixiao had stayed at the Xiangjiang River for half a month. Now it was Lin Yufei's turn to come to Sanjiang.
"Then, on the fourth day, you go to Xiangjiang, and on the fifth day, visit Yufei's family and bring some gifts to her parents."
"Hmm, I'll prepare the gifts. You should drive there!"
