He went up the stairs quickly, Dou Wenjing's father waved his hand repeatedly:
"No need, no need, it's too much trouble..."
Zhuang Yizhou smiled:
"It's not troublesome, you two are the elders, it's what we juniors should do."
Soon, two large bowls of dumplings in sour soup were brought over.
Dou Wenjing's parents each held a bowl and started eating dumplings, while the others continued eating and chatting, even though they were away from home and couldn't return for the New Year, having this group of people as company made it less lonely.
Yinzhou, Longqi Mountain scenic spot.
After the fireworks show ended, the three elderly people lit the fireplace and returned to the house to rest.
Their routines were very regular, even on New Year's Eve, once it was time to rest, they wouldn't stay up longer.
Lin Hongjun came to the dining room, turned up the heat of the charcoal stove, and gulped down several large mouthfuls of cold tea before smilingly asking Shen Guofu:
