Hard work after winning the lottery

Hua Yun and Hua Shu each carried one, while Hua An carefully picked up the last one.

Three little birthday celebrants, dressed in identical bright red Tang suits, were thus steadily placed at the beginning of the red cloth.

The Tang suits were embroidered with plump koi fish in gold thread. When they moved, they shimmered and shimmered, making the three little ones look like lucky babies who had stepped out of a New Year's painting. They were so cute that they melted one's heart.

The whole family, including Uncle Huashi and Uncle Huaman who had come especially for the occasion, stood around, holding their breath, their eyes shining with anticipation brighter than the lights above them.

The living room was suddenly so quiet that only the three little ones' babbling could be heard.

"Let's begin!"

Grandma Hua gave the order.

The three little ones were gently pushed forward, making their first choice in life.

The eldest brother, Hua Si'an, remained as composed as ever.

Unlike his younger brothers who rushed forward in a hurry, he sat there slowly for a while.

His large, obsidian-like eyes curiously scanned the various toys in front of him.

His gaze lingered on the reflective stethoscope for two seconds before sweeping over the lush green scallion.

Finally, the image settled on that thick Xinhua Dictionary.

He seemed to have developed a strong interest in that square object that exuded a faint scent of ink.

He moved.

With its small body leaning forward, it used both hands and feet to slowly crawl towards the dictionary.

His goal was clear, his path was clear, and there was not the slightest deviation.

All eyes were on his small figure.

Hua Yun's heart jumped.

Finally, he climbed up to the dictionary.

He stretched out his chubby little hand and, without the slightest hesitation, pressed it firmly onto the cover of the dictionary with a "smack".

Then, with all his might, he hugged the book, which held great weight for him, tightly into his arms.

The little guy wasn't satisfied yet.

He imitated the adults, clumsily flipping through the pages of the book with his fingers.

"Splash, splash."

The crisp sound of turning pages, in the quiet living room, sounded like the most beautiful music.

"Oh! Great! Very good!"

Grandpa Hua Mutou, who had been silent all along, could no longer hold back.

He was so excited that his face turned red, and he slapped his thigh, letting out a thunderous laugh from his rough voice.

"He grabbed a book! My great-grandson grabbed a book! This is going to be a scholar! Hahaha!"

The old man smiled broadly, his eyes brimming with pride and joy.

Hua Shu smiled憨厚ly and nodded repeatedly.

For farmers, reading is ingrained in their bones and represents their highest aspiration for the future.

The second son, Hua Sile, was a completely different story.

He wasn't as settled as his brother.

His eyes darted around, looking at this and touching that, like a little king surveying his territory.

He was first attracted by the bright green scallion, reached out and pinched it, but probably found the texture strange, so he quickly let go.

Next, he took a liking to the shiny little spatula. Just as he was about to reach for it, he was drawn to the crisp sound of the abacus next to him.

Seeing his hesitation, his uncle Hua Shi couldn't help but laugh and tease him, "Lele, hurry up and choose one! Take whichever one you like!"

Perhaps they were encouraged.

Hua Sile's little brain seemed to have finally made a decision.

He lunged forward, grabbing the shiny black abacus with his left hand and grabbing the scallion he had previously rejected with his right.

An abacus in the left hand, and scallions in the right.

Grab money with one hand and intelligence with the other.

The little guy proudly held up the two items, grinned at everyone with his toothless little mouth, and made "ah ah" noises, as if showing off his spoils.

"Oh, my dear grandson!"

Li Guifen was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits.

She hurried over, hugged Sile, kissed his chubby cheek, and announced loudly, "This is great! This symbolism is wonderful! He can do accounting with his left hand and is clever with his right! Our Lele will definitely be a smart kid who knows how to make money in the future!"

Everyone in the room burst into laughter at her auspicious words.

The atmosphere was instantly pushed to another climax.

Now, only the smallest one, Huasitao, remains.

Unlike her two older brothers, Si Tao had an exceptionally clear goal from the moment she was placed on the red cloth.

His big, dark eyes seemed to be equipped with radar, locking onto the miniature spatula and the chubby felt lamb next to it.

No matter how lively his brothers were, he seemed not to hear a thing.

In his world, it seemed that only that shovel and that sheep remained.

"Tao Tao, come to Mommy."

Hua Yun smiled and extended her hand to him.

Hearing the sound, the little one looked up at his mother, but then resolutely turned his gaze back.

He moved.

Almost at the same moment his grandmother announced Sile's results, he had already dashed out like a small cannonball, using both his hands and feet!

That speed was astonishing!

He didn't even crawl, he scrambled and rolled, heading straight for the point!

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest pause.

He plunged headfirst into the pile of things, his small body precisely pouncing towards the target.

Then, he stretched out his two chubby little hands, his left hand tightly gripping the handle of the small spatula, while his right hand hugged the fluffy little lamb tightly into his arms.

After finishing all this, he sat down contentedly, holding the two items to his chest, tilting his little face up, and giving everyone an incredibly bright, drool-covered, silly grin.

"Hahahaha!"

The people in the room could no longer contain themselves and burst into a deafening roar of laughter.

Uncle Hua Man laughed until tears streamed down his face. Pointing at Si Tao, he gasped, "This...this kid! He really...he's just like his father! He's destined to inherit the family business and become a gourmet sheep farmer!"

"Absolutely!" Aunt Li chimed in, "One hand wielding the ladle, the other tending the sheep—life is wonderful!"

Hua Yun looked at her youngest son, who was holding a spatula and a lamb, smiling innocently. Her eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.

The baby's first birthday celebration concluded amidst enthusiastic laughter.

The elders stuffed the prepared red envelopes into the hands, arms, and pockets of the three little ones.

The bright red banknotes reflected the children's rosy smiling faces, and the joy almost overflowed from this small farmhouse.

Hua Si'an held his dictionary, occasionally stroking its rough cover with his little hand.

Hua Sile waved a scallion in one hand and made a clattering sound as he turned the abacus with the other.

Hua Sitao, on the other hand, stubbornly held the little spatula and the little lamb tightly in his arms. If anyone tried to touch them, he would let out a "woof" and protect them like the plague.