At that time, she even had a snowball fight with Qiao Yin, although initially, neither she, Qiao Yin, nor a few of the other kids were willing.
But with Qiao Dehou encouraging them on the side, they ended up having great fun.
As for Old Mrs. Qiao and the others, they sat on the sofa on the first floor, snacking on sunflower seeds and watching TV, continuously nagging. Yet, thinking back, it felt uniquely warm.
"Let's hang a few; in previous years, the young master wouldn't let us, but when I mentioned it this year, he surprisingly agreed."
Qiao Mo was a bit taken aback: "You never hung them before?"
"No, we rarely set off firecrackers before either. This year, it finally feels like it's really New Year..."
"Okay, I'll hang them now." Taking the fortune character, Qiao Mo nodded with a smile on her face as Nanny Wang said, "I'll go downstairs first; I need to keep an eye on those little rascals. I can't have them breaking things today."
