It wasn't until eleven o'clock that He Xiyan drove her car into an ordinary residential area. Although it was not a high-end neighborhood, it was indeed very busy and lively. Lanterns and colorful paper hung everywhere. Many children were laughing and playing outdoors.
He Xiyan gave out a sigh. On such a day, she could have had a reunion dinner with her family, celebrated the festival and stayed up to see the New Year in together. Now, however, her family members were several thousand kilometers away from her, and she seemed to be abandoned by them, alone.
Mrs. Shu and Shu Man were preparing this big lunch. They also invited the two old people who lived alone next door to their home for the New Year. Both of the old people were nearly 70 years old and had only one son, who died a few years ago.
