Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

He knows what a lard jar is, but he already has a girlfriend, so why is he still carrying this thing?

Besides, how old is he? Why is he in such a hurry? Lin Mo said, "I don't understand!"
Despite this, he still carried the bucket of soybean oil downstairs, because his mother wouldn't let him in if he didn't.

Downstairs, my mother, Zhou Min, called.

[Son, just run around with the oil jar in your arms, Mom will be watching you from downstairs.]

"Mom, this is soybean oil, in a plastic bucket, not a jar!"

[Stop talking nonsense! Run! Say your partner's name as you run! Hurry up!]

With no other option, Lin Mo could only tighten his clothes before stepping out of the building, grabbing the bucket of soybean oil and starting to jog, hoping to finish running as soon as possible and get some rest.

But just as he ran up, a beam of flashlight beam shone down from the third floor, making him extremely conspicuous.

"No... Mom, what are you doing?!" Lin Mo shouted upstairs, somewhat amused and exasperated.

Soon, Zhou Min's voice came from upstairs: "Stop talking nonsense, run! Shout!"

Lin Mo:
Alright, what else is there to say? Lin Mo, carrying a bucket of soybean oil, started running around the road in front of his building in the neighborhood.

"Liu Ruyan, Liu Ruyan, Liu Ruyan, Ruyan, Yan, Emperor Ruyan, hehe!"

Lin Mo muttered to himself as he ran, and eventually found himself laughing at the run.

Muttering is fine, but shouting is out of the question. If I shouted this late at night, wouldn't the whole neighborhood come over to take a look?

As the fireworks and firecrackers began to burst more and more densely in the sky, Lin Mo quickly completed half of the run.

Just then, a figure also ran out of the building opposite his house. She was covered up very well, but you could tell from her figure that she was a girl.

The two looked at each other and were both stunned for a moment.

"Oh, you're carrying a jar of lard too?" Lin Mo greeted him instinctively.

It's not that I know the other person, but I just feel a bit awkward if I don't say something in this situation.

"Hmm, this looks like soybean oil, right?" the girl asked, her voice soft and hesitant, suggesting she was quite young.

Hearing this, Lin Mo was even more embarrassed: "Ahem, we don't have any oil jars at home, so I'll just have to make do. I'll be going now!"

After saying that, he sped off. Just kidding, he was already embarrassed enough, but he didn't expect to run into someone in the same boat.

It seems there are a lot of people who get pressured to get married at the end of the year. Looking at it this way, I don't think I'm the worst off.

Soon, Lin Mo came running back with a bucket of soybean oil, hissing as he went. His dad opened the door for him when he went upstairs.

"Mom, I already have a girlfriend, is it really necessary for you to say this?" Lin Mo put down the soybean oil and said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, his mother, Zhou Min, put down her phone and glared at him: "That's precisely why we need to be more cautious. These days, so many couples break up after just a few words. I have to hurry!"
And let me tell you, if you don't take this good girl seriously, someone else will steal her away. Even if she rots, she'll still rot in our pot, understand?

After saying that, he started grinning foolishly at his phone again.

Lin Mo:
Well, he's definitely old and shrewd. Although he knows that he and Liu Ruyan can't break up because of the hairpin, others don't know that.

"By the way, Mom, what are you laughing at?" Lin Mo leaned over and asked.

The next second, he saw on his mother's phone that it was a chat window with Liu Ruyan, and the message was a video of him running downstairs carrying a bucket of soybean oil.

Oh no, this time my embarrassing past has become video evidence.

Just as he was about to complain, his phone rang.

Upon picking it up, I discovered it was a message from Ms. Cheng, which was also a video.

Upon clicking, one is shocked to find a video of Liu Ruyan running around in the yard of her villa, carrying a jar of authentic lard.

[Mom~~ It's so cold! This thing is so heavy, I can't run anymore!]

[Grab this and run! If you dare to mess with me, I'll teach you a lesson. How old are you and you're still not in a hurry!]
Shout louder! Haven't you eaten?!

[Little brother~ Little brother~]

[Call out the name!]

【Lin Mo~ Lin Mo!】

Lin Mo:
Well, how should I put it? If it weren't for the bright lights of the Liu family villa at night, Liu Ruyan in her red pajamas would have looked too eerie. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was a horror movie.

And perhaps because it was a bit cold and he wasn't wearing many clothes, his voice trembled when his name was called, like calling back a soul.

Sure enough, even the wealthiest families will have headaches when it comes to their children's marriages.

Soon after, Ms. Cheng also saw the same message on Liu Ruyan's phone. For a moment, the two elderly people, though they didn't say a word, felt a deep mutual respect.

These are truly good in-laws; they've thought of the same thing. It seems like things are settled.

"Dumplings and wine, the more you drink, the better! Come on, have a sip!" Comrade Lin poured himself a glass of tiger bone and tiger penis wine, took a sip, and then frowned.

Seeing this, Lin Mo asked curiously, "What does it taste like?"

"Um, the taste is a bit strange, it has a medicinal smell, but it's medicinal wine, so it's normal!" Comrade Lin explained to himself.

There's no way around it, this stuff really does taste very different from regular baijiu.

Two plates of dumplings and four dishes; the taste was alright, and Lao Lin's cooking skills were still reliable. As the three of them ate, their phones kept ringing, some with early New Year's greetings videos, and others with red envelopes being sent in group chats.

The Sichuan girl's house was filled with a table full of dishes, and Wang Chu's house was almost the same.

Of course, this is the difference between the North and the South. In the South, people celebrate Lunar New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve dinner is very sumptuous. In the North, people celebrate the Spring Festival, which is the first day of the Lunar New Year.

However, there aren't such strict customs anymore; each place has its own customs, and people can eat whenever they want.

Moreover, my cousin arrived home around 9 p.m., which meant she made it in time for the New Year's Eve dinner.

The family ate dumplings while watching the unoriginal Spring Festival Gala. Finally, midnight arrived, and suddenly, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside was deafening.

Normally, their family would be asleep by this time every year and wouldn't stay up all night, but this year, because their son has a girlfriend, they've stayed up until now.

Almost simultaneously, all three of their phones rang.

Lin Mo returned to his bedroom and made a video call with Liu Ruyan. For a moment, the room was filled with New Year's greetings.

Lin Mo chatted with Liu Ruyan for a bit, then wished Ms. Cheng and Comrade Lao Liu a Happy New Year. Liu Ruyan followed the same procedure, wishing his parents a Happy New Year and chatting for a while before the two hung up the phone.

Then, Lin Mo didn't rest either. He called Professor Li and Professor Mu, only to find that the two elderly people's phones were busy, apparently because too many people were calling.

He then sent New Year's greetings to the two elders and then made a video call to Miss Yuan.

"Little black dog, you're late! It's already 12:30 and you're only calling me now," Miss Yuan said somewhat displeased.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo laughed and said, "Oh, Sister Yuan, I was busy just now. I called you right after I finished calling Sister Ruyan's house. Happy New Year, Sister Yuan!"

Miss Yuan rolled her eyes at him and replied dismissively, "You too!"

"Hey, do you have a red envelope, Sister Yuan?" Lin Mo asked with a smile.

Miss Yuan was furious: "Get out of here! I, Sister Yuan, only accept money. Giving others New Year's money is impossible!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone immediately.

Lin Mo smiled helplessly at this. Sure enough, Miss Yuan really didn't want to suffer any loss.

Meanwhile, in the side room of Miss Yuan's grandmother's house, the whole family had just finished paying New Year's respects to the old lady. Miss Yuan, dressed in a little red dress, looked like a New Year's picture doll, and sat on the bed carrying a bag of red envelopes.

Just then, Comrade Yuan and Ms. Jiang returned to the house after dealing with the outside situation.

"Happy New Year, Mom and Dad!" Upon hearing the noise, Miss Yuan immediately ran out to greet them.

This is probably the best she's ever been in front of her parents all year.

"Yuanyuan, where's your brother?" Comrade Yuan asked.

Miss Yuan: "He went back to his own room!"

"Let him come over. Dad's in a good mood today, so I'll give you both some lucky money," Old Yuan laughed heartily, clearly in a good mood.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the eldest son of the Yuan family, whose figure had become slightly plump compared to before, darted out of the house and slid down to his knees in front of Old Mr. and Mrs. Yuan:

Happy Chinese New Year, Dad! Happy Chinese New Year, Mom! Wishing you both good health and all the best in the new year.

"Hey Mom and Dad, could you make this year's red envelope a little bigger? I've got a girlfriend now, and I'm spending a lot more money!"

After speaking, Young Master Yuan raised an eyebrow at Miss Yuan, his eyes showing a hint of provocation.

This year he's completely different. Not only has he learned how to slide on his knees to wish people a Happy New Year, but he's also found a girlfriend and is using her to demand New Year's money. He's definitely going to win this year.

Soon, Mr. Yuan and Ms. Jiang each took out a thin red envelope, which contained not money, but checks, and they looked to be quite a lot.

When giving red envelopes to other people's children, the envelopes are usually bulging with 10,000 yuan each, but when it comes to your own children, you should be more generous.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Hua quickly took it, looking at his younger sister with a smug expression.

However, it is clear that Young Master Yuan still has not grasped the meaning of the struggle for the heirship, and is far less proficient and skilled than his younger sister.

Instead of being angry, Miss Yuan smiled sweetly and said, "I don't need Mom and Dad anymore. I'm starting to earn money now."

I simply wanted to wish my parents a Happy New Year and good health!

Upon hearing this, Young Master Yuan was taken aback. Old Comrade Yuan nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "No, I have everything. Here, daughter, this is from Dad, take it!"

"Mom has prepared one for you too, my Yuanyuan has grown up so much!" Ms. Jiang said with a smile, taking out a red envelope as well.

But Miss Yuan's actions weren't over yet. She quickly refused, saying, "Mom and Dad, what are you doing? I'm here because I know you've worked hard, not to ask for money!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hua's eyes widened, and he thought to himself, "Damn, that's crazy!"

Sure enough, the next second, his hand loosened, and the two red envelopes he was holding were instantly snatched away by Comrade Yuan and stuffed into Miss Yuan's hand.

"Don't spend it, here, daughter, it's all for you. Oh, my dear daughter has become so sensible, so wonderful!" Old Yuan's eyes reddened with emotion. His daughter had finally grown up.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Hua immediately shouted, "Dad, she's faking it! Don't be fooled!"

Comrade Yuan: "Go back to sleep! You pop out like a big black rat the moment you hear about giving out New Year's money. I hate just looking at you!"

Yuan Hua:
In an instant, he felt his property move.

(End of this chapter)