Today, there's no wind, the sun is warm, it's New Year's Eve again, and no one is talking about homework.
There are not many days in a year, or even in a lifetime, when one can play so carefree.
Aunt Gu and Hua Fengmei are sitting at the door, eating pumpkin seeds, chit-chatting, listening to the laughter of their daughters, and gradually hanging smiles on their faces.
Mr. Qian drinks tea at the door, Uncle Tang eats soybean flowers, Butcher Zhang brushes through short videos...
Suddenly, from the kitchen to the east, Bi Yue hurriedly walks over holding a pot, drawing everyone's attention instantly.
Compared to regular residents like Butcher Zhang and Mr. Qian, Bi Yue is considered somewhat special, not quite part of the same circle.
Ever since Bi Yue's father went to prison and assets were seized one after another, Bi Yue's living standards plummeted, and her former arrogance gradually faded.
