A car accident, our family of three crossed

Chapter 815 New Year’s greetings

When Song Ning passed through the moon gate of the main courtyard, she saw the large family opposite her, standing there to greet her just like on the day of their family reunion.

The difference is that today she no longer feels the tension and trepidation of that day; instead, she feels the warmth of family affection.

She smiled, strode forward, clasped her hands in a fist and bow, and said to everyone with a touch of playfulness, "Happy Chinese New Year! May your family be filled with joy. Ah Ning, along with her husband and children, has come back to wish her maternal grandparents a Happy New Year, as well as her uncles and aunts, and her brothers and sisters-in-law a Happy New Year."

"Hey! Good boy, good, good, good."

The old Duke and his wife nodded with great satisfaction, repeatedly saying "good," and the three uncles and their wives also nodded in agreement.

Chu Xuan, who was at a disadvantage due to his age, wasn't explicitly mentioned. He twitched the corner of his mouth and joked, "So, my sister is back to wish us a Happy New Year, but I'm not included?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was slapped on the back of the head.

"You brat, you're such a chatterbox."

Chu Xuan rubbed his head and complained, "Mother, the old folks always say that you shouldn't pat someone's head during the New Year. My brain isn't as sharp as my older brothers', so it must be because you patted me on the head when I was little."

His antics immediately amused everyone.

The third wife pretended to hit him again, so he quickly dodged to the side.

Unable to hit anyone, the third wife glared at her youngest son in annoyance, then took Song Ning's arm and said, "Ignore this brat, let's go inside and talk."

This was the first time Song Ning had truly returned to her parents' home since the family reunion, making this day exceptionally significant for both Song Ning and the Chu family.

Apart from Chu Fang, even though they hadn't known each other for very long, Song Ning felt as if she had grown up under the care of these elders since childhood when she was with them as a family. She felt very close to them and there was no sense of unfamiliarity at all.

The family chatted in the main room, but after a while, the men grew impatient with the women's trivial matters and moved to the study, leaving the main room for the women to gossip about family matters.

The old lady gently patted Song Ning's hand, asking, "Have you checked out those shops?"

"I haven't had time to go see it yet! I was thinking, it's almost Chinese New Year, so there's no rush."

"That's right, that's right. We're not in a hurry. Anyway, those are all yours now. You can go see them whenever you want."

"Okay! I can skip that."

After the grandmother and granddaughter chatted for a while, the second madam chimed in: "Although there's no rush, Aning, you should get your spice shop and rouge shop up and running as soon as possible. Your second aunt is waiting to be your first guest."

Since using the spices, lotions, and hairsprays given to them by Song Ning, the women of the Chu family have grown to love them more and more. They are all looking forward to Song Ning's shop opening soon, so that they won't have to worry about not having anywhere to buy more when they run out.

When Song Ning learned of their thoughts, she was both amused and exasperated: "Don't worry! Dear aunts and sisters-in-law, would I let you spend money? Even if I'm not in the capital in the future, I will arrange for it to be delivered to your door regularly."

"If that's how you put it, then we really won't hold back."

"Yes, yes, please don't be so polite."

Goods have a price, but sentiments are priceless. Talking about money at this time of family reunion hurts feelings.

The family chatted and laughed, and time flew by. It seemed like only a short while had passed before it was time for dinner.

After lunch, the family of three stayed at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion for a midday rest until dinner in the evening, when they finally returned home with red envelopes of various sizes for the New Year.

Starting from the third year of junior high school, people began to come to visit one after another; they were all neighbors living on this street.

When guests come to visit, it is only natural to entertain them. On this one day, the Hang family received several groups of guests who came to visit and offer New Year's greetings.

All the things that Granny Dou had prepared beforehand came in handy now.

Most of these families consist of women with children visiting. Some people come and sit for a while, chat, have a cup of tea and some snacks before taking their leave, while others stay until after lunch before leaving.

Regardless of the type of person, Song Ning generously gave the children large red envelopes and instructed people to pack up the children's favorite snacks for them to take away.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the family of three dressed in their best clothes and happily went to Zhoufu to pay New Year's visits.

In this vast capital city, apart from the Chu family, the Zhou family was just like any other family to them.

Early in the morning, everyone in the Zhou family began preparations for entertaining distinguished guests that day.

Zhou Ru had been eagerly anticipating this moment for a long time, and would send someone to the gate every now and then to check if the person had arrived.

Therefore, when the Hang family of three arrived and got off the carriage, Zhou Ru and her maids happily came out to greet them.

"Sister Song, brother-in-law, Yangyang, you've finally arrived."

During the Lunar New Year, Yangyang knew exactly how to ask for red envelopes. He immediately started by saying a bunch of auspicious words: "Auntie, congratulations on getting rich, good luck and prosperity, and may you become more and more beautiful!"

Who doesn't love to hear nice words? Zhou Ru smiled so hard her eyes narrowed, and she stuffed a thick red envelope into the little guy's arms.

"Oh my! You have such a sweet tongue!"

Yangyang accepted the red envelope with a smile, letting her hands pinch and knead her little face.

Song Ning asked with a smile, "You weren't waiting here at the main gate this morning, were you?"

Zhou Ru smiled charmingly, but before she could speak, Xiang Huan interrupted, "Miss sends someone to check on the door every quarter of an hour; she's practically waiting at the gate."

Song Ning's eyes flickered, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that Xiang Huan could actually hear her.

"Xianghuan, can you hear me?"

"Yes! Madam Hang, I'm completely healed now."

"That's a good thing."

Before leaving, Song Ning was thinking that she would check on Xiang Huan's recovery today. If it wasn't going well, she would ask Old Man Xin to come and take a look at her.

Now it seems that everything is really healed, and everyone is happy.

Seeing that it was not proper for their young mistress and distinguished guest to stand outside the gate talking like that, the butler quickly stepped forward to remind them, "Miss, please invite our distinguished guest into the house first!"

"Yes, yes, look at my brain, I was so busy talking." Zhou Ru lightly slapped her forehead and quickly stepped aside to let them in: "Sister Song, brother-in-law, let's go in quickly! My dad and my brother are waiting inside!"

The group entered the Zhou residence in a lively atmosphere. Yangyang, the little guy, knew the way well and skipped and ran inside. He quickly disappeared from sight, and all that could be heard was his cheerful voice.

Zhou Ru instructed someone to follow him, and then went with him.

When they walked into the flower hall, Yangyang was already being held happily in Zhou Huan's arms, with two more generous red envelopes in his hands.