"Daddy, Daddy, so many people!"
Held in Xiao Fei's arms, Da Bao excitedly waved his little hands.
The little guy was dressed in festive red clothes, looking left and right.
His big eyes were open as wide as they could be, letting out adorable exclamations whenever he spotted something novel.
"What are they doing?"
"They're celebrating the New Year, just like us."
Holding Da Bao, Xiao Fei explained with a smile.
Da Bao blinked, tilted his head, still somewhat puzzled.
"Daddy, didn't you say that during New Year, the whole family should be together?"
"That's right. Take a look at the people on the streets—aren't they all with their families?"
Of course, that wasn't entirely true.
In a place like Shanghai, not a small number of people—especially young ones—choose to spend New Year's with friends or even alone.
Xiao Fei saw quite a few of them himself.
But Da Bao clearly didn't notice those. Whatever Xiao Fei said was gospel to him.
