His gaze fell on Feng Feng, and he was relieved to see Feng Feng smiling and in good spirits. It seemed that she had a very pleasant conversation with her mother.

Everyone chatted casually for a few more words, Feng Feng looked at his mobile phone and said politely: "It's not early, uncle and aunt, I'm leaving." ”

Mrs. Huang took her hand unhurriedly, took out a beautifully packaged box and a red envelope from the coffee table drawer next to her and handed it to her: "Xiaofeng, ...... you take this gift?"

"No, no." Feng Feng hurriedly excused himself.

In City C, generally unmarried men and women will get red envelopes when they go to each other's doors for the first time. Especially when a boy brings his girlfriend home for the first time, the man's parents must prepare a red envelope. In the past, when I was studying, some girls went home with their boyfriends for the first time, and when they came back, they would always exchange the amount of "red envelopes".

She and Ye Jia lived together without going through the formal love stage, and they never went to the door of the Ye family. When Mrs. Ye went to live in Ye Jia's villa, she was very mean and dissatisfied with her when she saw her for the first time, thinking that she was worthy of her own son and was simply a crow flying to the branch of the phoenix tree, where would she give her any "red envelope" etiquette?

She doesn't have the concept of taking the man's red envelope, today, if she takes this red envelope, will she have to have a formal relationship with Huang Hui? Otherwise, why take someone's gift for no reason?

Huang Hui saw her refusal, and quickly opened the box for her, it was a gold chain, and the pendant below was a carved flower, which looked jubilant.

"Hehe, Feng Feng, you take it."

She was even more uneasy, and she didn't accept it anyway.

Mrs. Huang smiled very generously: "Because gold is easy to sell, I usually buy gold when I buy jewelry." It's not cheesy, but it's ...... affordable."

Listening to this, it was very agreeable, Feng Feng had always thought so.

“…… Hehe, Xiaofeng, rest assured, this is not a shackle, nor is it a shackle. This is a little gift I personally like you and give you, and it has nothing to do with Huang Hui. As for you and Huang Hui...... "She looked at her son," it depended on fate. If Huang Hui doesn't grow up, or if he has a better boy, it's not a blessing for him......"

"Mom, what did you say? How can I not grow? Moreover, where in the world are there so many boys who are better than me? ”

When Mr. Huang saw the mother and son singing and harmonizing, he smiled secretly beside him, and also interjected: "Xiaofeng, don't shirk it." This is not a greeting gift from elders to juniors, but a gift from your fans. It's not published in the newspapers, and those rich sister-level fans often give idol necklaces, bracelets, high-end musical instruments, etc., each of which costs tens of millions of dollars. Your fan's gift is nothing, but if you want to refuse, how sad she should be......"

These words were also solemn and harmonious, Feng Feng couldn't refuse, Huang Hui happily put away the gift for her: "Feng Feng, I'll send you back." ”

The Huang couple sent the two out of the house and watched them get into the car before returning home.

Mrs. Huang praised repeatedly: "It's better to meet than to be famous, it's the first time I've met such a girl." Xiaofeng is beautiful, smart and polite, and well-informed, diligent and motivated, it is simply flawless, blessed is his son......"

Mr. Huang absentmindedly went straight to the study.