"Yes, Dad, Mom." Feng Feiyan immediately corrected herself respectfully.
An Jing nodded with satisfaction.
At this time, An Baobei, who had been sitting on a chair not far away with her little legs swinging and bright eyes watching everything intently, climbed down from the chair. She ran over to An Jing and Xiao Changyi with her short legs.
Looking up with a little face, not quite understanding and slightly hurt, she asked, "Daddy, Mommy, why do you give a red envelope to Sister-in-law but not to Baobei? Don't you like Baobei anymore?"
Everyone present was instantly amused, even Xiao Changyi slightly curled his lips.
"Silly child," An Jing picked up An Baobei, letting her sit on her lap, "You are our treasure. How could Daddy and Mommy not like you? It's just that giving a red envelope to your sister-in-law is a tradition. When you grow up and get married, your parents-in-law will give you red envelopes too."
