The wedding banquet ended, and the village that had bustled for days quieted down as courtyards were cleaned and red silk ribbons untied.
As dusk fell, Long Fei and Lin Yingying called out to the village aunts and uncles to eat boiled eggs, making a little fuss as they saw off each group.
In the village's custom, boiled eggs were prepared on the wedding day.
Whoever came was offered eggs to eat.
Long Fei had prepared two large pots of eggs, which were all distributed.
The small courtyard gradually became quiet, and Long Fei, with Lin Yingying in his arms, returned home.
In the yard, the grandfather sat in the stone chair in the middle, endlessly chatting toward the ancestral tablets of Long Fei's parents.
Long Fei's brow tightened as he pulled Lin Yingying over to sit down beside him.
He asked his grandfather, "Grandpa, are you missing my parents?"
