"Ye, Happy New Year!" Lingzi's Mother quickly pulled out a red envelope and handed it to Ye Chen, saying, "This is a New Year's red envelope for you. It's not much, but take it!"
Ye Chen was taken aback, memories of the past in the orphanage gradually resurfaced. Every New Year, Lingzi's Mother would distribute red envelopes to everyone, each containing only twenty yuan. Yet, for the orphanage, it was a significant expense. Ye Chen held the wallet, tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you, Lingzi's Mother!"
"Come in and sit down for a while, it's cold outside!" Lingzi's Mother pulled Ye Chen into the house.
