Chapter 1488: Turning the Tables

"Mom, that's enough, don't say anymore."

She knew it was somewhat embarrassing.

But the woman brushed off her hand, "What's there that can't be said? I just took a look outside, those who greeted Tang Qing all gave red envelopes, although the envelopes aren't thick, you can't really tell how much money is in them, I'm just here to ask, right? The amount in the red envelope depends on the relationship, and Old Mr. Meng has the best relationship with your great-uncle, so he definitely can't give too little. Right, Old Mr. Meng?"

Old Lei, Old Gan, and the others had already stood up and moved away as soon as they heard the woman's first sentence.

They were the uneducated and crude types; it was better for them to stay out of the way. If they got involved, they might end up losing face themselves.

Unfortunately, Old Meng couldn't avoid it.

The woman was clearly targeting him.

"I gave an inkstone," Old Meng said slowly.