When Dabao Lin Chen started the red envelope, ten Yingying little fingers actually grabbed the big red envelope directly.

It was tightly held in his hand, but he refused to let go.

Lin Ming couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it. This little guy actually likes red envelopes so much. Looking at the strength of his ten little fingers, it's not too small.

"Mom, what does this red envelope mean?" Lin Ming asked in confusion.

Wang Xinlian smiled when she heard the words, and said, "This is called hanging red. People who give meat to their children generally need to seal a red envelope. Otherwise, what I said before will not work."

Lin Ming's face twitched, but he couldn't say anything.

But as his old husband said, this is not bad for the child, and they all hope that the child will have a good life in the future. Thinking about it, Lin Ming thinks it's okay.

Abruptly, he choked back the words in his mouth.

Then, there are the Second Treasure, Three Treasures, Four Treasures...

What surprised Lin Ming was that every time Wang Xinlian gave these little guys a red envelope, every little guy was actually caught and refused to let go.

In the past, Lin Ming had never seen a few little guys who liked the taste of money so much.

Is it difficult, is it really because of the popularity?

How many little guys felt such a happy atmosphere?

Seeing that the children liked it, Lin Ming's face also showed a relieved smile. The seven little guys all seemed unusually well-behaved today, as if they knew that today's events were specially prepared for them.

"Okay, I've finished feeding the children too."

Wang Xinlian clapped her hands, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mom!"

Lin Ming hugged the seven treasures, Lin Yan, and smiled at Wang Xinlian. No matter what, the mother-in-law worked so hard for so long, and the whole family was so busy around the seven little guys for a day.

You should be thankful or you need to be thankful.

The little baby Qibao, who was held in Lin Ming's arms, looked at the grandmother in front of him, his small mouth also burst into a smile, and he let out a giggling sound, and the little fingers holding the red envelope kept opening and closing.

The red envelope in his hand fell to the ground.

Qibao: "Yeah... ah..."

The little guy hummed and shouted in his mouth, and finally opened his small mouth and directly covered his little finger.

Lin Ming couldn't help but smile when he saw it: "You little guy, your grandmother gave you a big red envelope, but you don't want it yet."

With that said, Lin Ming picked up the red envelope.

Wang Xinlian looked at it and said with a smile, "The child must be hungry."

Hearing this, Lin Ming nodded, and said, "Well, it's time for milk."

As he said that, Lin Ming turned his head to look at Bei Xinyao, who was standing beside him. Bei Xinyao understood, and then began to prepare milk powder.

After feeding the seven little guys with formula, it was basically another half an hour.

"Ding dong!"

At this moment, the doorbell of the living room rang, and the whole family was stunned for a moment, then Wang Xinlian turned around and walked towards the door.

The door opened, and a middle-aged figure stood outside.

"Haha...sister-in-law, didn't think it was me?"

A hearty sound of laughter came, and when he heard this voice, Lin Ming raised his eyebrows a little, always feeling a little familiar.

However, Bei Liguo was already excited and walked over quickly.

Outside the door, standing is the Dragon Warring States.

"Old Dragon! Why are you here?" When Bei Liguo saw that the person who came was actually his old friend, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Haha...I didn't expect it."

Long Zhanguo laughed loudly, raised his hands, opened his arms, and held several large boxes of gifts in his hands.

"Quick, quick, come in!"

Bei Liguo smiled happily, and his face was full of happy flowers.

Long Zhanguo was led in, and when he saw the people in this room, he was also slightly taken aback, and said, "There are guests in the house!"

The next moment, Long Zhanguo's eyes fell on Lin Ming, who was holding Qibao, and he waved his hand and shouted, "Eldest niece-in-law, Xiamei! It seems that I'm here at the right time."

When he saw Long Warring States, Lin Ming also showed a smile on his face and shouted, "Hello, Uncle Long!"

For this man, Lin Ming still has a trace of admiration in his heart.

Not because of anything else, but because of the tough military aura emanating from this man.

"Brother Long!"

Wang Xinxia looked at Long Zhanguo and shouted with a smile.

"You! It's definitely time to come today, just to let you taste the best tea from my side." Bei Liguo said, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

"Oh? Excellent tea? Don't fool me!" Long Warring States immediately became interested when he heard it.

When Lin Ming heard what his father-in-law said, there was also a helpless and bitter smile in his heart. His own father-in-law really knows how to choose when to look good on himself.

"Of course not, come here, sit down here."

Bei Lieguo smiled and welcomed Long Warring States to the edge of the tea table and sat down.

"Huh? Old Bei! Your tea set is very good, such a delicate tea set." After sitting down, Long Zhanguo was also immediately attracted by the tea set in front of him.

"Really? I think so too." Bei Lieguo looked at the shock and surprise in Long Zhanguo's eyes, and also took the opportunity to ask: "It is very rewarding to be recognized and appreciated by you, an old tea expert. Rare."

Listening to Bei Lieguo's words, Long Zhanguo had a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of interest when he looked at the tea set, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this craft should be carved by a master-level person. ."

"Look at the direction of the texture on this, it is natural and self-contained, but it also forms a pattern. Such a technique of maximizing and simplifying can only be accomplished by a master-level sculptor."

Bei Liguo was stunned when he heard it, and was even more shocked in his heart.

A master sculptor?

After he retired, he still knew more about the unpopular types of these antique calligraphy and paintings than the average person. He was very clear about the selling price of the master carver.

That's a million-dollar price.

Definitely belongs to the Taishan Beidou figure in the carving industry.

Is his son-in-law a master sculptor?

"Then, how much do you think this tea set is worth?" Bei Lieguo concealed his shock, but his expression did not change much. Looking at Long Zhanguo, he still smiled faintly.

"Well, this seems to be red sandalwood, and it's still the kind of emerald-scented red sandalwood that I cherish. I don't think the value of this tea set is less than 2 million!"

As he said that, a smile appeared on Long Zhanguo's face as he looked at Bei Lieguo, "Old Bei, you can, you actually got such a good set of tea sets, hey, which master carving master do you know? I know each other, and it just so happens that I also have some hidden goods on hand, and I have never been able to find a good carving master."

Bei Liguo listened, and his face twitched.

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