freenovelworld Chapter 2016 Your Eyes Are a Little Off
Chapter 2016 Your Eyes Are a Little Off
Lin Chuqiao's figure disappeared behind the moon gate, leaving a subtle silence in front of the accounting table.
The stack of 958 yuan banknotes lay quietly on the table, like a silent monument, engraving the heart-stirring friendship and stubbornness of the moment just now.
Zhang Jingyang was the first to come to his senses. He shook his head with a wry smile, then carefully picked up the stack of money and weighed it in his hand, as if weighing the significance of the sentiment.
He then looked at Li Xiangnan and asked in a low voice, "Xiangnan, this money... what are you planning to do with it... sigh..."
Li Xiangnan's gaze was still fixed on the direction Lin Chuqiao had left, his expression complex and indescribable.
I was genuinely moved, and my heart ached for you, but more than anything, I felt a heavy sense of helplessness.
He knew Lin Chuqiao too well; once this girl made up her mind, not even ten oxen could pull her back.
This "dowry" is less about money and more about her acknowledgment of her past relationships and an anchor for future affections.
It's very likely that she'll use this method to completely say goodbye to one possibility and firmly establish another connection!
"This girl is still so stubborn!"
Wang Defa came over to offer cigarettes to everyone, his chubby face full of emotion. He patted Li Xiangnan on the shoulder, trying to break the tension with a lighthearted tone, "Just like back in Li Family Village, so stubborn! But speaking of which, Xiangnan, this sentiment... tsk, it's really something!"
He gave a thumbs up, "In all my years of traveling around and knowing so many people, I've rarely seen a girl as sincere and straightforward as Chu Qiao! She's definitely the one!"
He gave another thumbs up.
Song Ziming nodded, his young face serious: "That's true, Sister Chu Qiao is truly exceptional! But Brother Nan, about the money..."
He looked at the thick stack of money and felt sorry for Li Xiangnan.
Zhang Jingyang sighed, but ultimately fulfilled his duty as accountant. He nudged Tao Zhengtie's arm and reminded him to write down the huge sum: "Xiao Tao, write down, Lin Chuqiao, gift money of nine hundred and fifty-eight yuan!"
"okay!"
Seeing that Tao Zhengtie had finished writing, Zhang Jingyang even folded a corner in the lower right corner of the page, but he also felt it was a comfort to him.
Because Lin Chuqiao was the first person to offer a gift, her name was too dazzling, and no matter how many times you flipped through the pages, you couldn't get past her on the first page!
However, this money is definitely not going to be touched today. I'll have to discuss it with Xiang Nan later!
Just as the group was speechless over the money, feeling a mix of warmth and helplessness, a light and familiar sound of footsteps came from the direction of the central courtyard, accompanied by hearty laughter.
"Hey, Xiang Nan, I've been looking for you everywhere! What are you still here? Turns out you've been chatting with Brother Zhang!"
The person who arrived was Lin Weimin, Lin Chuqiao's second brother.
He looked quite dashing today, dressed in a new military uniform, with his usual thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a warm smile. He walked over to the accounting table in just a few steps as he spoke.
"Brother Weimin!" Li Xiangnan quickly composed himself and went to offer him a cigarette.
Lin Weimin chuckled and punched Li Xiangnan on the shoulder. "You're something else! You've got quite the presence today! I just took a look around, wow, you've got a lot of people here! So many people have come to help!"
As he spoke, he casually pulled a red envelope from his pocket. It was much thicker than a regular red envelope, but it seemed much more "normal" than the one Lin Chuqiao had just given him.
He casually placed the gift on the table in front of Zhang Jingyang and said with a smile, "Here you go, Brother Zhang, this is a gift from the Lin family. Please register it!"
His movements were natural and smooth, completely unaware of the moment the atmosphere around him froze upon his appearance. He also failed to notice the complex expressions that had not yet completely faded on the faces of Zhang Jingyang, Wang Defa, and the subtle, almost lingering fear that flashed across their eyes when they looked at the red envelope.
The gift money from the Lin family represents the sentiments of the entire Lin family; it is an official expression of goodwill, which is naturally different from the private gift Lin Chuqiao gave earlier.
Zhang Jingyang had no choice but to accept, and could only accept it with a forced smile.
He took a deep breath, picked up the red envelope, and skillfully opened it.
Inside were ten brand-new, crisp 100-yuan bills!
In the context of weddings and funerals over the past 80 years, this was an exceptionally generous gift, the kind of amount that only families with very close friendships would give, demonstrating the Lin family's high regard and closeness to Li Xiangnan.
It should be noted that the Lin family was merely a poor official family; the fact that they could afford to give one hundred yuan was already incredibly touching.
"The Lin family, Lin Weimin, presents a gift of one hundred yuan!" Zhang Jingyang called out loudly, and Tao Zhengtie immediately wrote it down.
The neighbors who were waiting to offer gifts and watch the spectacle murmured their admiration once again.
"Goodness, another hundred yuan! That's incredible!"
"The Lin family is truly generous!"
"I must say, the relationship between the Lin family and the Li family is really strong!"
Hearing these comments, Lin Weimin smiled with pride, feeling that the gift was truly appropriate, showing the closeness between the Lin and Li families without being too conspicuous.
Otherwise, people would say that someone as high-ranking as Lin Jianzhou, spending only two or three hundred yuan at a time, must be guilty of embezzlement and bribery!
But if you don't give enough, people will say, "Lin Jianzhou, you're supposed to be the Minister of Health, your monthly salary is only 100 yuan, and you only give 20 yuan as a gift? That's too low-class!"
On the contrary, this hundred yuan is just right, no more and no less!
Hehehe, not bad!
Lin Weimin was secretly pleased, infected by the festive atmosphere nearby. He was about to say a few words to Li Xiangnan when he suddenly felt something was amiss.
Huh? What's going on?
Why does Xiao Li's smile seem a bit forced?
No, Xiao Li, this is a lot of money!
When our Lin family goes out for drinks, we usually only spend thirty or forty yuan.
My dad contributed his entire month's salary! That's quite a lot!
Ai?
After counting the money, why did Brother Zhang's eyes look a little unfocused?
Wait a minute, why is even Tao Zhengtie, a young man, twitching at the corner of his mouth?
Ai?
Lin Weimin turned his head again and saw that Wang Pangzi's expression looked like he was trying to hold back a laugh!
And in that expression, there seemed to be sympathy?
And then there's Xiao Song, wait a minute, Song Ziming, what's with that hesitant look on your face?
Hey, all of you! I, Lin Weimin, swear to God, the Lin family's gifts are absolutely substantial! And our sincerity towards the Li family is also genuine!
But Lin Weimin felt something was off!
These impressions did not align with his understanding of Li Xiangnan and these friends.
Their gazes, besides admiration, seemed to hold something else... as if they hadn't had enough of the show and were waiting to see the next scene?
Lin Weimin's heart skipped a beat, his smile faded, and he looked at Li Xiangnan with a puzzled expression.
"Xiao Li, what's wrong with you guys? When I came in just now, I felt that everyone... was looking at me strangely!"
He scratched his head, then suddenly stared at Wang Defa: "And you, Fatty, why are you winking at me like that?"