The sound of firecrackers occasionally erupted.
The Tang Family’s kitchen was bustling with activity and the aroma of meat. Tang Zhengde was cooking, Zhang Hualian was preparing side dishes, Tang Yue was seated in front of the stove tending the fire, and Tang Jun was scooping hot water to clean the bowls and dishes.
As night fell, every household lit up with electric lights.
The table was laden with an abundance of dishes.
"Xiao Jun, go call Granny Tang, your eldest uncle’s family, and your youngest uncle’s family over for dinner," Tang Zhengde, who was cooking fish, called out to Tang Jun at his side.
Tang Jun responded and exited the kitchen, quickly making his way to the neighbors and called out, "Granny, eldest uncle, eldest auntie, youngest uncle, it’s time to eat."
"Xiao Jun, today, did your dad make these dishes?" Granny Tang asked as she emerged from her room.
"Yes." Tang Jun nodded and replied, "My dad made lots of delicious dishes. Granny, come quickly, or the food will get cold."
"Your dad’s shop must have made a lot of money, right?" Wang Aihua asked Tang Jun with a gossiping look. During Little New Year, when they returned, they brought more and better things than in previous years.
"I don’t know." Tang Jun shook his head; even if they really made money, he couldn’t reveal that.
"Eldest sister-in-law, the business at my second brother’s store is good, but they also work very hard," Tang Mingli said. Since early this morning, his second brother and sister-in-law have been busy non-stop. In the afternoon, they didn’t rest either and started figuring out how to make buns.
"Mingli, what you said— do you think your older brother doesn’t work hard at the timber yard?" Wang Aihua said unhappily. Her gaze flitted over to her son’s slightly older youngest uncle and asked, "Mingli, I heard that your clothes selling business is doing well, and you’ve made quite some money, right? When do you plan to bring home a bride?"
"You’re absolutely right, Mingli. A good business is one thing, but you need to put some thought into this lifelong matter," Granny Tang immediately joined the conversation. She was nearly worried to death over her youngest son’s marriage prospects.
He’s already 22 and not married yet, without even a partner in sight.
"Xiao Jun, come on, let’s have a couple of drinks today," Tang Mingli said, wrapping his arm around Tang Jun as they walked away, not wanting to respond to Granny Tang’s words.
At Tang Zhengde’s place, except for the two daughters who were married off, the Tang Family members all gathered together, sitting around a round table, lively as ever.
In past years, the day that Tang Yue hated the most was today. Even though she only had her mother as a relative, she had to spend New Year’s with the Tang Family every year.
This year, Tang Yue was very happy. Although Granny Tang’s words were sometimes unpleasant to hear and she was a bit stingy, she was ready with money when it really mattered.
"Older brother, your foot hasn’t fully recovered, drink less," Tang Zhengde hesitated to pour more alcohol for Tang Zhengyuan, who had already drunk quite a bit.
Tang Zhengyuan, annoyed, puffed his cheeks and glared, "Zhengde, it’s New Year’s, what is this, I come to your house for New Year’s and you won’t even let me drink?"
Tang Zhengde remained silent.
Tang Zhengyuan poured himself a drink.
Wang Aihua had been continuously talking to Zhang Hualian, trying to find out whether their shop was really making money or not.
Zhang Hualian only mentioned that they were barely getting by. Although the shop was making money now, who knows about the future?
Among the children, Tang Yue was the oldest, followed closely by Tang Xian, Tang Jun, and Tang Min.



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