"Don't you have a party to attend?" Grandma Bingbing asked as Kai massaged her sore shoulders.
"I do," Kai said. "But I can't go until this party of ours wraps up."
The old woman clicked her tongue. "What kind of party is this? You're massaging my worn-out shoulders."
"That's because you overworked yourself again," Kai scolded. "Why did you peel so many onions today?"
"Because it's the New Year," Grandma Bingbing sighed. "Isn't it obvious that more people would want onions for their celebrations?"
"They can peel their onions themselves," Kai grumbled.
Grandma shook her head. "I didn't think there would come a time where I would be scolded by my grandson," she muttered.
"Anyway, that's enough," she said, standing from the floor. "You need to go and get ready for the party. You're already late as it is."
"You don't even know when it starts," Kai muttered.
