Luo Xuyuan watched his pained expression and couldn't help but laugh inwardly.
Downstairs, the women sat together chatting.
Seeing that Grandmother had gone to the kitchen, Luo Qiao also stood up and followed her, pulling out a red packet from her pocket: "Grandma, for the New Year, your granddaughter wants to give you a red packet, hoping you have good health and always a smile on your face this coming year."
Zhou Guifang burst into laughter: "You're treating Grandma like a child, giving her a red packet."
Luo Qiao giggled and rested her hand on Grandma's shoulder: "You know what they say 'old yet young'; it's just a little token for good luck and happiness, please accept it."
Zhou Guifang poked Luo Qiao's forehead with a finger: "I just can't win with you."
Luo Qiao stuffed the red packet into Grandma's pocket, and seeing that Grandma was filling a plate with dried fruit and candied fruit, she offered to help: "I'll take some upstairs for you."