In the afternoon, every household visits their ancestral graves to burn incense and kowtow, praying for their ancestors' blessings and a better year to come.

The Yang family was no exception. Wu Xuehua and her two sisters-in-law prepared all the necessary items for the tomb visit, and the whole family went to kowtow and offer sacrifices to their ancestors.

Xiao Guai and Xiao Bai accompanied Yang Mengchen on her left and right, while Xiao Jin stayed behind in the hinterland of the Dayang Mountain.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the elders began handing out red envelopes to the younger generation. Yang Mengchen provided Old Master Yang and his wife with quite a sum of pocket money every month, and Yang Chaowen and the other three couples also earned money.

Hence, this year, all nine siblings received ten taels of New Year's money—of course, Nangong Lingfei and her two siblings were not left out.

Weichi Kong and Old Master Shao also distributed red packets.

Gazing down at the New Year's money in her hand, Yang Mengchen's eyes gradually moistened.

In her previous life, when her father was alive, apart from him, her mother and the other elders would rather give New Year's money to her cousins than to her, as though she was not her mother's daughter, nor a descendant of the Yang family.

After her father's death, her mother and the elders treated her as a harbinger of disaster, subjecting her to beatings and scoldings, and naturally, they never gave her any New Year's money.

In the years that followed, only Grandma Zhang, Grandpa Liang, and Teacher Sun would secretly give her red envelopes during the Spring Festival and share with her words of encouragement and blessings. Even after she became worth over tens of billions, Grandpa Liang and Teacher Sun still gave her New Year's money every year, right up until the incident.

"Ninth Sister, what's wrong?" Yang Chengrong asked with concern.

Blinking her eyes to hide the tears, Yang Mengchen lifted her gaze and, looking around at her eight elder brothers, joked, "Eldest Brother, once you and Sister Wanxue are married (next February, when Xiao Wanxue reaches the age of adulthood, considering Pingping and Anan are still young and worrying that Lady Xiao would be too busy, both families agreed to hold the wedding after Pingping and Anan turned one), I'll have one more red envelope to receive.

Also, since I'm the youngest in the family, after my brothers get married, they should all give New Year's money. Then I'll be rolling in riches."

Upon hearing what Yang Mengchen said, the elders all laughed heartily.

The faces of the Eight Brothers of the Yang family flushed with embarrassment, and after a moment, Yang Chengrong said with all seriousness, "Don't worry, Ninth Sister won't miss out on her share."

Yang Mengchen laughed so hard she doubled over, never expecting her usually reserved and composed eldest brother to make such a remark.

Xiao Guai and Xiao Bai, seeing Yang Mengchen's happiness, also hopped and jumped around, setting off a continuous wave of laughter among the crowd.

"Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother, and I are still young, so it'll be several years before Ninth Sister can claim her New Year's money," teased Yang Chengbin playfully to his sister: "Ninth Sister, you won't be able to make this fortune just yet."

Yang Chengyu lightly smacked the back of his younger brother's head, ignoring his brother's dissatisfied look, and took out a small brocaded box to give to Yang Mengchen, "Even though there is no New Year's money, your brothers have New Year's gifts for Ninth Sister. Open it and see if you like it?"

Yang Mengchen opened the box to find a pair of exquisitely made amethyst earrings, symbolizing that everything may go as hoped. Seemingly, Fifth Brother's skills had improved considerably, "Thank you, Fifth Brother, I really like them," and she then asked Bai He to put them away safely.

"Ninth Sister, here's my New Year's gift for you." Yang Chengbin, who had prepared a calligraphy and painting, was just teasing his sister a moment ago.

Yang Mengchen slowly unrolled the scroll, revealing a detailed panoramic view of Yangliu Village, "Eighth Brother's painting skills have become increasingly refined. If you continue to practice diligently, you'll surely become a Great Painter. From now on, Eighth Brother, you'll have to give me more paintings.

When your works are later sold for a fortune and become priceless, I'll have made a huge profit." She instructed, and while saying this, she reminded Mu Jin to take good care of it, looking every bit the money enthusiast.

Everyone laughed heartily.

Weichi Kong and Old Master Shao joined in the fun, requesting Yang Chengbin to give them more paintings as well.

Encouraged by his sister's affirmation, Yang Chengbin's face reddened with excitement, and upon hearing the elders' requests, he promptly agreed.

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