Chapter 280 How Much Can I Like It (4)

Chapter 280 How much can I like it (4)

"What are you doing?" Ban Huai wanted to help Rong Xia, but how could he support a young man like Rong Xia who had been a playboy for decades.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law," Rong Xia said in a serious tone after kowtowing to the two of them, "My son-in-law's parents and elder brother died young, and there is no other family member in the family except my son-in-law. Now I am the son-in-law of the Ban family, Huahua's parents are my parents, this gift is a must for my son-in-law."

After speaking, he held the tea in front of Ban Huai.

"You child." Ban Huai took the teacup, tilted his head up and drank the whole cup of tea, then took out a stack of banknotes in his bosom, stuffed them all into Rong Xia's hands, "I didn't prepare a red envelope, don't hold it against me."

Ban Heng took a sneak peek, the top bank note was five hundred taels in denomination, and this stack of bank notes was at least three to five thousand taels. Who is the real son of the Ban family, he or Rong Xia?

"Thank you father-in-law." Rong Xia didn't refuse, and stuffed all the bank notes into her bosom.

"Mother-in-law, please drink tea."

Yin also did not expect that Rong Xia would kneel down and worship her like her own son and grandchildren. She took Rong Xia's respectful tea and drank it clean, then took out two red seals and put them in Rong Xia's hands. This was originally prepared for Ban Hua and Ban Heng, but the son-in-law is so likable, so I gave him the red seal first.

"Where's mine?" Ban Hua knelt on the soft cushion, watching his father and mother give Rong Xia the bank notes and red envelopes, but his own hands were still empty, and immediately curled his lips and said, "Parents can't do this." eccentric."

"You have been taking the lucky money for more than ten years." Yin stretched out her hand to help Rong Xia, "I will give it to Junpo this year, and I will make it up for you two later."

Ban Hua and Ban Heng: ...

They both picked it up?

Rong Xia helped Banhua up, and handed the silver ticket and red envelope to Banhua: "What's mine is yours."

Banhua patted his chest: "Good boy."

Ban Heng: Hehe, in this family, he is the only one who is not his own.

Only after coming to Ban's house did Rong Xia realize that New Year's Eve can be celebrated like this.

There is no need to spend time on kneeling and listening to the elders' admonitions. The family sits together, eating melon and fruit snacks and watching the performances of the luthiers, singers, storytellers, dancers, etc. raised in the house. You don't need to pay attention to the rules of superiority and inferiority, you can joke around unscrupulously, and it is not surprising that children even surpass their parents and reward dancers with silver taels.

As night came, when the fireworks illuminated the entire capital, Banhua looked at the kind faces of his parents under the fireworks, and looked away reluctantly: "Let's go."

Today Rong Xia was able to accompany her to Jingting Gong for the New Year's Eve, which was breaking the custom, she couldn't let him accompany her to stay at Ban's house for another night. Fortunately, there is no curfew tonight, so it doesn't matter if you go out later.

"Where are you going?" Rong Xia held her hand and said with a smile, "We still have to watch the New Year's Eve together."

Banhua's fingertips trembled slightly: "You..."

"I'll be living in your yard tonight," Rong Xia said with a smile, "When I married you, I didn't even have time to take a look at what your yard looks like."

Banhua raised the corner of her mouth and smiled: "Okay."

Dazzling eyes bloomed, illuminating Rong Xia's face, Ban Hua blinked, bent her fingertips a little bit, and let Rong Xia wrap her hands completely in her palms.

"My lord, Your Majesty has rewarded the dishes and characters of blessing."

"Give it to your ancestors quickly, this is His Majesty's wish, and it cannot be wasted." Ban Huai glanced at the two cold dishes, and said without hesitation.

"This is..." Yin looked at the two blessing characters, the two blessing characters had different handwriting, one looked like His Majesty's handwriting, and the other was the crown prince's handwriting, "The crown prince's handwriting?"

Isn't the prince under house arrest in the East Palace?

Rong Xia picked up one of the blessing characters and looked at it twice: "It is indeed the prince's handwriting."

"The prince was released?" Ban Hua felt that the prince was more reliable.

"I don't know either," Rong Xia smiled, "It should be like this, it's New Year's Eve, and His Majesty won't keep the prince locked up."

His Majesty can't stand King Ning anymore.