In 1981, during the Spring Festival, Shen Yunfang, Li Xianglian, Dashuan, and Ma Liguo's families all spent a prosperous New Year together in the quadrangle.
They still split into two tables, with Wang Da Nian preparing twelve dishes, covering all bases with chicken, duck, fish, and meat. The children were eating with their mouths greased, while the adults were toasting and swapping glasses at the table. Although they hadn't yet finalized how much they had earned that year, it was clear as day to everyone—they had made a good haul.
"Mommy, we're full. Can my brothers, sisters, and I go out and set off firecrackers?" Pangpang, who had been elected by the other children to act as the spokesperson, leaned in to whisper in his mother's ear.
Shen Yunfang glanced over his shoulder, seeing the longing in the eyes of the seven children, including the three girls. Well, she thought, even though she sells firecrackers, she can't short-change her own kids.
