"Red packet, where's the red packet?"
Teacher Sun furrowed her brows and gave father Zhang a look.
Mr. Zhang hurriedly took out two big red packets from the bag he had brought back."Here."
He then handed the red packet to Gu nianjia with both hands.
Sun Lifen looked at Gu nianjia lovingly and said,""Jiajia, this is your uncle and I's Red packet money for you."
Although her grandfather would give her New Year's money every year, that was her grandfather. She was already an adult, and it would be embarrassing for her to ask for New Year's money outside. She shook her head and refused."I'm already so old. Why would I still need New Year's money?"
Teacher Sun frowned."In front of your parents, you will always be children."
These words were like a thorn that had pierced into the most vulnerable part of Gu nianjia's heart.