After Marrying Him, the Ending Has Changed-Chapter 243 - 242 Giving You Red Envelopes

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Chapter 243: Chapter 242: Giving You Red Envelopes

Chapter 243: Chapter 242: Giving You Red Envelopes

Unless it was something particularly unpleasant, they generally wouldn’t keep secrets from Jiang Mianmian.

Jiang Changhai liked to come back and discuss matters with his wife and daughter to explore different perspectives.

“This is really good, everyone is happy,” Jiang Mianmian saw clearly.

She thought her grandfather truly deserved to be the head of the family, indeed very wise.

Now, by changing the rules this way, the Third Branch’s deducted labor points essentially counted as their contribution to food expenses.

The remaining money stayed in their own pockets, which would definitely reduce future conflicts, making it not so easy to consider splitting up the family.

The new regulation proposed by Jiang Dashan had no impact on the First Branch.

But for the Second Branch, the impact was enormous. Zhaodi and her siblings knew about it and couldn’t even sleep they were so excited.

“Mom, we can earn money now. When spring arrives, I want to earn more labor points to buy delicious things for my little brother,” Da Ya said happily.

“Right, I will also work hard to earn more money, hopefully enough to save for school fees,” Er Ya added, full of fighting spirit.

Zhao Xiaojuan looked at her sensible daughters, feeling both relieved and a pang of heartache, “If we earn money in the future, Mom can also buy you fabric for clothes and delicious things. However, these six dollars we got today need to be returned to the First Branch first.”

First, they had to clear the debt owed to the First Branch, only then the remaining money would be truly theirs.

Zhaodi alone did not react much, thinking to himself that it was not worth celebrating as the grandparents still held the large share, and splitting to form a separate household would be most beneficial!

Compared to the hopeful and energetic atmosphere of the Second Branch, the mood in the Third Branch was not as warm.

“Changtao, why would Dad do this? Everything was fine before, why introduce such a rule? Can Mom still subsidize us after this?” Sun Lixia frowned, her face filled with worry and anxiety.

Jiang Changtao didn’t say a word, as he felt even worse inside.

He had always known he was not as clever and lucky with money as the Eldest, nor did he have the strength of the Second.

It wasn’t obvious when everything was shared, but now that accounts were to be settled this way, everyone would know he was the least contributing one.

A frustrated Jiang Changtao, listening to Sun Lixia’s complaints, said angrily, “Enough, why fuss about it? What Dad says goes. It’s not your place to argue.”

Sun Lixia wanted to retort, but fearing others might hear and report it to the old lady, she just lay down on the kang, feeling aggrieved.

Zhiwen and Zhiwu, the two boys, unaware of their parents’ troubles, had already fallen asleep on the kang, snoring loudly.

The next day was the first day of the month, and the Jiang family members were going to visit the grave, so everyone got up very early.

When they returned from the grave visit, the elderly couple handed out red packets they cut out from red paper, each containing a penny, to the children in the family.

“Come, everyone come here, Grandpa and Grandma have red packets for you,” Zhang Guihua called out to her two grandsons with a smile.

“Grandpa and Grandma, happy new year,” Zhiwen and Zhiwu ran to Zhang Guihua cheerfully and clung to her arms, acting coquettishly.

“Good, good, Grandma’s dear grandsons, here, take your red packets,” Zhang Guihua gave each boy a red packet.

Da Ya and the others also came over, politely offering New Year’s greetings. Although Zhang Guihua’s expression wasn’t as warm toward the girls as it was toward the boys, she did not scowl at them.

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“Grandpa and Grandma, happy new year, wishing you good health, everything to go well, and long life,” Jiang Mianmian was the last one to offer New Year greetings.

“Ah, good, good, my sensible granddaughter. It’s different with children who’ve been to school, they speak so pleasantly,” Zhang Guihua’s face beamed with joy.