Little Fugua said, the weather is so cold. When he was roasting sweet potatoes with his brothers at home, he looked at the snow falling outside the window. He thought that Huang Mafa was still outside and wondered if he was sitting in the car.

Can you eat sweet sweet potatoes?

As I thought about it, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Sanyuan said that he would send baked sweet potatoes by mail, but he was the older brother, and he knew that his younger brother had no common sense. The sweet potatoes would become cold and unpalatable when they were mailed. They had to be freshly roasted, so he thought about picking them.

Some of them of particularly suitable size can be presented to Huang Mafa.

Then he said that Xiaoliu was so cute. When he was in the third dynasty, his face was as big as the palm of his hand. Cats were one size bigger than Xiaoliu. Now it has only been more than a month, and they have grown longer. The color of his lips

Just like nephrite, the red color looks so cute.

Xiaoliu still slept all day long, peacefully, and he had never heard Xiaoliu cry once. He was so cute and well-behaved.

Alas, each of the brothers is cuter than the other, so he is under great pressure.

He also said that 70% of the family's wealth will be his in the future. So E Niang planned to make the little brothers take care of their own wealth when they were born. As a result, he was fine with Six Days, but Susucosity would not receive gifts, and the red envelopes would be even worse.

If there is less, he thinks the eldest brother should give them some money, otherwise their little brother will become a pauper.

How bad that is.

He looked at the account book this year and found that his income was not as much as in previous years. Including the work of his eldest son, the total was only more than 35,000 taels. Mr. Wu Sidao gave him rules about investing next year, so he could only

I gave a brother a thousand taels of red envelope. I feel so ashamed. So next year I have to work hard, study hard, make an investment plan, and let others help him make more money.

He wondered if Huang Mafa also needed money outside. He had often received red envelopes from Huang Mafa since he was a child, and he wondered if no one in the world gave Huang Mafa red envelopes.

Are you not qualified to give them, or is there a rule that children and grandchildren cannot give red envelopes to the elderly, but can only give gifts?

He thinks so. Everyone says silver is vulgar, but he thinks Uncle Jiu's words are right.

Many people give gifts on birthdays, but in fact most of them are not what they want and are just left in the warehouse to mold. It would be better to give money and let people buy what they want.

So Xiao Fu Gua thought, boldly borrowing his Xiaoliu's winnings, and also giving Huang Ma Fa a red envelope, including five thousand taels, so that Huang Ma Fa could use it to reward people outside.

The little silver nuggets, those solid silver nuggets that don’t look fancy outside, are all made of five ounces each, are made to look like succulent ones. They are cute silver dolls. They are the most beautiful ones in the world when they are kept. There is no

one.

Kangxi's illness was relieved by three points when he saw it.

What is this called? What is this called? I also have a good grandson.

Have someone take it over and take a look.

There are two boxes, one large and one small, both wrapped in fine silk and exquisite.

The big box was opened, and there was a silver doll inside. Kangxi held it in his hand. Thinking of its fleshy little appearance, it was really cute.

The small box is full of sweet potatoes, picked out one by one, and wrapped in red cloth, even more carefully packed than a silver doll.

Each one is about the size of a fist, which is most suitable for baking.

Emperor Kangxi couldn't stop smiling, and asked Liang Jiugong to grab two and bake them.
Chapter completed!