New Year's Eve, the family sat leisurely, the lights warm and inviting.
The crowd gathered around the table, drinking and chatting merrily, so very lively. But as soon as the New Year's meal ended, the grandmother had already had someone bring out the mahjong table, along with Tang Lao, Fan Mingyu, and Tang Yunxia to play cards and watch the Spring Festival TV gala, while Jiang Zhenhuan waited on them, pouring tea and water.
"Uncle, let me do it." Tang Wan tried to take the teapot from Jiang Zhenhuan's hand.
"You and Xiaowu are supposed to go out and have fun, right? Hurry up and change your clothes to go out. There are lantern festivals by the river tonight, and fireworks in the suburbs, it's quite festive. But make sure to dress warmly; don't catch a cold," the grandmother said with a smile. These old folks were still accustomed to watching the Spring Festival gala, "Pouring tea and water can be left to your uncle."
Jiang Zhenhuan's smile was bitter. This adult world...
