Zhang Hualian couldn't help but stare in amazement, and after a long while, she finally came to and said, "Oh right, I came in to get something for you."
"This isโฆ" Tang Yue looked at a notebook and a stack of money.
"This is a token of everyone's affection, brought over by Director Ding." Zhang Hualian said with a sigh, "Even though they couldn't come to Jing City for your wedding, they all sent gift money, and each of them gave quite a lot."
Taking the notebook, Tang Yue saw one familiar name after another.
Qi Song and Deng Lanhua sent one hundred yuan, which was a significant gift. Nowadays, people usually give ten, five, or at most twenty or thirty, but one hundred yuan was practically a month's salary.
Although they all earned a fair amount of money these days, being able to give one hundred yuan was indeed a generous gift.
"I just felt it wasn't quite appropriate, so I didn't ask Sister Deng and the others to come," Tang Yue said with a smile. Not only did they give money, but so did Uncle Gen, Deng Xihua, many people from the factory, and even the Song Family.
The Song Family actually gave one thousand yuan.
"Boss Song gave it, Director Ding said that Boss Song personally handed it to him and insisted that you must accept it," Zhang Hualian explained.
Tang Yue nodded and said, "No worries, I'll remember all these and reciprocate the gifts later."
"Sister Xiao Yue." Lian Qingyang's booming voice rang out, and after standing in the living room for a bit, he went to find Tang Yue in the room.
Normally, men wouldn't come to find Tang Yue, but Lian Qingyang was Tang Yue's brother, and the Tang Family knew this, so no one stopped him.
Zhang Hualian said what she needed to say and then left.
This kid Lian Qingyang really treats Xiao Yue so well.
"My sister Xiao Yue is so beautiful." It's a shame Dad couldn't see this, and auntie couldn't either.
Lian Qingyang was somewhat saddened in his heart, and he handed over a big red cloth bag, saying, "This is from Brother Jin for you, no reason not to accept it, and this is from me."
Inside the big red cloth bag, there was ten thousand yuan and a passbook.
"Qingyang, I'm not familiar with him, this giftโฆ" Tang Yue was about to refuse, but before she could finish, Lian Qingyang said, "Sister Xiao Yue, this amount of money is nothing for Brother Jin, it's just a drop in the bucket. If you don't accept it, it's like you don't value his friendship."
"Then what about thisโฆ" Tang Yue looked at the passbook, also somewhat puzzled, why did everyone like to give her passbooks?
She could understand when her parents gave her one.
When Mr. Meng gave her one, she thought he was trying to mend their grandfather-granddaughter relationship.
Lian Qingyang, her brother, was giving her a passbook.
"Sister Xiao Yue, there's not much money in it, I opened this passbook under your name, there's no password. You can take it out and use it whenever you want; think of it as your own private stash from now on," Lian Qingyang said earnestly, not looking like Tang Yue's brother but more like an elder to her.
"After you get married, if Meng Siyu dares to treat you poorly, I will teach him a lessonโฆ" He said this with less than full confidence.
Lian Qingyang continued, "Even if I may not be able to beat him, I can still hire someone. So, Sister Xiao Yue, you must never suffer in silence. With money by your side, you can buy whatever you want when you want to."
Lian Qingyang's words were somewhat childish, but they showed his deepest care for Tang Yue.
Tang Yue's heart felt warm and tender. Opening the passbook, she saw a series of nines, just like the one Mr. Meng had given her.

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