Time flew by, and soon it was December 1978. The schools were letting out for winter break.
After He Lang sold off his current stock of winter clothing, he didn't plan on ordering any more.
The period before the New Year was usually the busiest time for business, but they had been away from home for a year, and the children were eager to go back. Xue Yue was right—you could never earn all the money in the world, and spending time with family was important too.
Since Zhang Qian was pregnant, Xue Xingzhou didn't plan on taking her home for the New Year. Besides, Zheng Guofeng was in Beijing City as well. Xue Xingzhou had called his master a couple of days ago, and they felt the same way: a pregnant Zhang Qian shouldn't have to endure the arduous journey. They would come to Beijing City next summer when it was time for her to give birth.
