As night fell, everything settled down.
Jiang Nian lay on the living room sofa, watching the two girls excitedly, huddled on the other side counting money like crazy.
"Remember to give me a share."
"Why should we?" Qianqian glanced at him with disdain, "You also have gift money, just ask Aunt Li for it."
"The way you say that." Jiang Nian turned over, "The wool comes off the sheep, will my mom give it to me?"
"Ours is the same." Song Xiyun chuckled, "But your mom gave us a big red envelope."
"Two hundred?" Jiang Nian was unimpressed.
"More than a thousand."
"Huh?"
Jiang Nian sat up, puzzled, "That really is a big red envelope, why didn't she give me one."
"She disdains you." Qianqian snorted, "Are you making money over there?"
"Where?"
"Yuhang."
"Oh oh, at first it was a loss." Jiang Nian said, "Then I broke even and made some money."
"How much?" Qianqian estimated two or three thousand.
"Twenty thousand."
Qianqian: "???"
Song Xiyun: "???"
