Handing out money directly-now that was something that had truly never happened before.
Didn't every family simply order Guangbing and hand it out as grave-visiting cakes?
Only when the money was in their hands did it feel real to the children.
So once the cakes ran out, they really did hand out money. They hadn't been lying.
Clutching the coins, the children flushed with excitement and were overjoyed. Asking their mothers for a cent or two at home would earn them a beating or a scolding. They had never expected to get money by coming out to beg for grave-visiting cakes.
They were so happy!
Everyone who received money stepped aside, jumping up and down and excitedly sharing their delight with the others. Those who had only received cakes, not money, beat their chests and stamped their feet, watching enviously. Even the Guangbing in their hands no longer seemed appealing.
Father Ye's dark face creased all over with a smile. "Dongzi's idea of handing out money was good. Saves us wasting cakes if we order too many, too. These children prefer money."
"Listen to you. Who doesn't like money? I like money too," Mother Ye chimed in.
"Why do you have to butt into everything?"
Mother Ye shot Father Ye a sidelong glance. Since they were out in public, she would let it slide for now.
Ye Yaodong handed out the coins one by one, while a whole crowd of children from his own family gathered behind him.
When he reached the last person, Ye Chenghai hurried into line.
After giving the last person their money and waving them off, Ye Yaodong raised his eyebrows. "You're lining up too?"
The others caught on and hurried to line up behind him.
Ye Chenghai held out his palm and said ingratiatingly, "I'm