Chapter 69: Distributing Red Envelopes

  Mo did not speak, but simply looked up at Chu Lixiu.

  Although she was the one who first mentioned the divorce, it's still her husband who has the final say.

  Because of Mo's relationship, the eyes of the four children also fell on Chu Lishou's face.

  Osmanthus fragrans worried that Chu Lixiu would think this was his family pressuring him, so he added: "Dad, you don't have to bear so much mental burden. After all, the people living in that house are your parents, if you don't want to be separated from them, we will understand you too. I'm asking you now just because I want to know what your true thoughts are."

  Chu Lishou's eyes reddened, he never thought that his little daughter would say such a thing.

  Yes, the people living in that house are one's own parents. If it weren't for the need to separate, who would want to be separated from their own parents?

  But can we still be together now?

  Chu Lishou is neither a fool nor a blind man. He knows many things but doesn't say them, only because he doesn't want this family to break apart.

  But now, some things are no longer a matter of whether he wants to or not.

  "Girl, Father will divide our family property, don't worry!" Chu Lishou's eyes were red-rimmed, and he reached out to touch the top of Guihua's head, unable to express his emotions.

  Upon hearing their father's words, several children and Mrs. Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  It's good if he is willing to split up voluntarily.

  Looking at the five of them letting out a sigh of relief, Chu Lishou couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You guys are just thinking of ways to trick me into talking."

  Although they said so, a hint of smile still appeared on several people's faces.

  The days when the Chu family was together may have really come to an end.

  It was suddenly Chu Lao Ye's birthday, and the Chu family had been busy since early morning. If it weren't for the wrong season, there would be a real New Year's atmosphere.

  Chu Zhenghai got up early and put on a new robe, the dark blue fabric looked ordinary, but the workmanship was very fine, and the same-colored waistband at his waist was embroidered with a circle of subtle flowers, at first glance, it really had a bit of a wealthy landlord's style.

  This quilt was made by Yu Shi and He Hua's mother after several nights of hard work, of course, the fabric was prepared by Xu Shi long ago.

  As for Master Chu's shoes, they were also new, with a sole made of morocco leather and an upper made of embroidered silk. Although there were no floral patterns on them like those found on women's shoes, they were stitched together as if cut from a single piece of cloth, without any uncomfortable feeling at all.

  A few younger children with no particular skills waited early for Old Man Chu to come out in his new clothes, then stood in a row. When they saw Old Man Chu coming out, they all knelt down on the ground and shouted in unison: "Wishing Grandfather longevity like Mount Nanshan! Good fortune like the East Sea!"

  This is not an empty statement. Every time Master Chu celebrates his birthday, he has to prepare some red envelopes to give to these children of the younger generation.

  Everyone gave only a few cents, just one copper coin, and after the birthday was over, these copper coins would be collected back by the Xu family. However, the children were still very festive, for them, whether they could spend the money or not was not the point, the key was that their hands had once held such a small amount of money.

  As usual, a red envelope with one dollar was given to each child, and Chu Zhenghai's face was also full of joy.