When Xu Qiaohong saw that Yang Huazhong was not here, she guessed that Yang Huazhong definitely didn't want to talk too much to these juniors.
So Xu Qiaohong didn't mince words, took out a red envelope from her body, put it on the table, and said to Mrs. Sun:
"Third Aunt, it was my mother who sent me and Xiaohei here. She asked us to deliver this red envelope."
"What? What does this mean?" Sun was stunned.
Xu Qiaohong smiled brightly and continued: "Mom said that when my third uncle and my third aunt were here, she was busy talking about other things, but she forgot about the happy event that cousin Xiao An is going to be a father."
"My mother gave this red envelope to my cousin Xiao An's grandnephew. My mother told my third aunt to accept it."
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After Yang Huazhong finished his work, he estimated that it was almost time for Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong to leave, so he returned to the guest room.
When I returned to the guest room, I saw Mrs. Sun having washed her hair and sitting at the table holding a dry handkerchief to remove the water from her hair.
And there was no one else in the room.
"The young couple left?" Yang Huazhong asked.
Sun said: "It's been half an hour since I left."
"Ah?" Yang Huazhong was stunned, "What about that, but what's the matter?"
Mrs. Sun stopped what she was doing, with her head wrapped in the big dry handkerchief, but she leaned forward to open the drawer under the table next to her, and brought a red seal to the table.
"Mei'er sent them here, saying it was for our Xiao An's child."
"What?" Yang Huazhong was surprised. He came over and opened the red seal, and two pieces of silver fell out from it.
The two broken pieces of silver were about the same size as peanuts. Looking at them under the dim light, I really thought they were peanuts if I looked at them poorly.
"These two pieces of silver... can be converted into copper coins, which should be worth two hundred coins!" Yang Huazhong said.
"Where did Meier get such shabby money?" He shook his head.
Sun heard from Yang Huazhong's words that he seemed a little unhappy, but Sun's thoughts were different from Yang Huazhong's.
"If you exchange it for two hundred copper plates, it's hard to get, so it's better to exchange it for broken silver."
"No matter how much it is, at least it is Mei'er's affection for our grandson. We should all accept it happily."
Yang Huazhong smiled and patiently explained to Mrs. Sun: "I'm not unhappy. Even if it's a straw for our grandson, I won't mind it."
"I'm just surprised. How could Mei'er get so much broken silver? It's not common for this silver to be broken into pieces like this!"
Sun covered her mouth and smiled, "I bit it with my teeth!"
"What? What kind of teeth can be so powerful?" Yang Huazhong couldn't believe it.
Mrs. Sun picked up a broken piece of silver that looked like a peanut and showed it to Yang Huazhong: "Look, the tooth marks haven't gone away yet!"
Yang Huazhong raised the piece of silver and put it in front of his eyes and squinted, "Oh, let me go, it's true!"
"This...what can I say?" He was speechless again!
He strongly suspected that when he and Sun were in the hospital, Mei'er had the intention to give Xiao An's child a red seal.
It is estimated that the silver he had on him at that time was a bit heavy, and the copper coins were not enough.
Moreover, it would be awkward to count the copper coins and wrap the red seals in front of me. As for wrapping the silver coins in front of me, it would probably be difficult too.
So after they left, Mei'er weighed the day and night before finally biting off two small pieces of silver the size of peanuts and sending them to Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong.
"Maybe it wasn't Mei'er and the others who bit it, maybe it was like this when the money came into their hands." Mrs. Sun said with a smile.
Yang Huazhong shook his head decisively, "No, I think it was them who bit him."
Mrs. Sun was surprised by Yang Huazhong's determination and asked curiously: "Why are you so sure? Just because of the tooth marks? Then other people's bites can also leave tooth marks!"
Yang Huazhong shook his head and wiped the hand that had pinched the silver particles in disgust, "I can smell the stink of saliva!"
If it had been bitten by someone else, it would have gone through so many hands in the hands of Mei'er and the others that the smell would have disappeared.
Just now, when Yang Huazhong put the silver particles in front of his eyes and took a closer look, he could clearly smell the stink of saliva, mixed with the bitter taste of dental calculus and medicine. In short, it was a very complex bad breath. Taste.
As for the bad breath, he had smelled it when he was talking to Yang Huamei at the hospital...
After Yang Huazhong's reminder, Sun finally realized something.
No wonder she seemed to smell something when she looked at the silver particles earlier.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be this.
Sun recalled a certain detail from before, that is, Xu Qiaohong was wearing gloves from beginning to end!
Originally, she thought Xu Qiaohong was afraid of the cold at night, but now that she thought about it, Sun finally understood.
After understanding it, I felt a little uncomfortable all over.
"Then...shall we return these silver particles to Lian'er and the others?" Mrs. Sun was even afraid that the silver particles would smoke them.
Yang Huazhong thought for a moment and said, "Since this money is for our little grandson, the meaning is different. If it is given, it must be given to Lian'er and the others."
"However, you have to wash it later and give it to me after it's clean. At least the smell must be washed away."
Mrs. Sun nodded vigorously, "I'm going to wash it right away."
Yang Huazhong pulled her and said, "Your hair is still wet. You wipe it first and I'll wash it!"
After that, he picked up the red seal and walked back to the washstand over there. It happened that the remaining water that Sun used to wash his hair was still there, and there were spices and other things beside it. Everything was ready-made.
Yang Huazhong squatted there, washing himself cleanly.
Mrs. Sun followed over and stood watching from the side, continuing to wipe her hair with her hands. The two of them chatted.
After the hair was almost wiped, Yang Huazhong also put the washed silver particles on the table to dry. The couple took a shower and went to bed quickly to recharge for tomorrow's departure.
The next day, before dawn, Yang Huazhong and Sun got up.
In the large kitchen room of Tianxiang Building, the lights were brightly lit at this time, and several pastry chefs, apprentices and waiters were already busy at work.
In a large vat that is larger than the water vat at home, the dough has been proofed. Several pastry chefs have taken up positions on both sides of the long and wide eucalyptus board. Some are kneading the dough, while others are making patterns. Some make stuffing, and some roll out noodles.
The wrapped buns and dumplings are placed in drawers in a large pot of boiling hot water and steamed.
On the other side, fried dough sticks, twist rice cakes, sesame balls, etc. are being fried in the oil pan.
There is also an endless supply of dumplings, wontons, noodles, and glutinous rice balls...
"Are you busy so early?" Yang Huazhong came to the big kitchen to scoop hot water and was shocked to see the busy scene.
Yang Yongjin was also among the crowd and said to Yang Huazhong: "It is at this point every day that we do these things."
Yang Huazhong glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's just dawn. Is anyone here to eat?"
