"I remember Mom always handed out things for Chinese New Year." Xu Nian'an, although he hadn't asked in detail, also knew that Ji Ying never treated the factory workers badly during the three big holidays.
Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chinese New Year.
"Maybe Mom has already got it all ready." Xu Nianhua chimed in, agreeing.
Just then, Ji Ying came over, calling her kids to eat: "Everyone's gone home, are you two planning to stay and live in the factory?"
"Mom, you came at the perfect time. Here's the final account we've calculated. Take a look—today we've made a lot of money." Xu Nian'an happily gazed at Ji Ying, buttering her up as he said, "Mom, doesn't that mean our red envelope for New Year should be bigger this year?"
