In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve. Sitting on the bus to Grandma's house, watching the scenery flashing by outside the window, Li Si fell into a trance of memories.
Back when Dad was alive, every Spring Festival was spent at Grandma's house in the countryside. Later, when Dad passed away, Second Uncle got rich, and Grandma moved in with him; family gatherings were then held at Second Uncle's house.
During those occasions, watching their warm and harmonious family, Li Si always felt like an outsider, someone excluded from it all.
After an hour-long journey, Li Si saw Bashan Station and got off the bus. The sight before her was a white expanse, with thick snow blanketing the ground on both sides of the road. Smoke rose from the chimneys of the houses scattered near and far. At this moment, it was already past ten o'clock, and everyone was likely busy preparing lunch.
