Grandma actually followed me like a ghost. I talked about asking my uncle for a New Year's red envelope on the second day of the Lunar New Year. My heart tightened. I should have thought that my money-hungry uncle would definitely spread the word everywhere. Sure enough, grandma came to condemn me.
I stood there, feeling cold all over, as if I was in an ice cellar. Grandma's voice seemed to come from the underworld, constantly accusing me.
Grandma's voice became louder and louder, as if it was about to break through my eardrums. And some blurry images began to appear in front of my eyes. They were uncle holding red envelopes with a ferocious smile on his face. That smile was full of greed and evil.
I feel like my consciousness is gradually blurring...
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