Yun Hao looked at Old Man Zhao, "Dad, you're up. The glutinous rice balls will be ready soon."
Old Man Zhao smiled warmly at Yun Hao, then turned to the pot, "I'm going to set off the firecrackers."
Soon, the sound of firecrackers filled the courtyard, waking Meng Yunhan and her son.
Meng Yunhan groggily woke up, feeling sore and weak all over. Helplessly, she poured out some Well Spring Water from her space and drank it.
She was somewhat speechless. The Well Spring Water might as well have been a lifesaver, but she used it as a remedy for soreness.
"Mom, Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year." Meng Yunhan handed over a big red envelope.
Little Huzi received it very politely, saying, "Thank you, Mom."
Yun Hao also took out a red envelope.
"Thank you, Dad."
Old Man Zhao then presented a red envelope as well.
"Thank you, Granddad."
Little Huzi stored the red envelopes carefully. He had a habit of saving money, which he would spend on books, pens, and other items.
