With the improvement of their family condition, Su Lingyun had always been wishing to give something to her son. Even if the others were oblivious to the matter, it was something crystal clear to her how sorrowful and hard the days they had gone through all these years.
Tang Xiu hugged Su Lingyun's shoulders and smilingly said, "Thank you, Mom. Even if you don't give me a dime, I'm still very happy and satisfied as long as I can celebrate the New Year with you every year."
"Silly boy!" Su Lingyun stroked Tang Xiu's head and said with a smile, "Let's go inside! It's started snowing outside."