After midnight, Li Hongjun went out to set off a string of firecrackers, and with that, the New Year had been celebrated.
There was no television in the house, so the Spring Festival Gala could not be watched, and no one stayed up; people in both rooms lay down to sleep.
Shen Yunfang made the bed, pulled Pangpang and Manman's bedding to the side a bit, and then laid down.
"Tired?" Li Hongjun asked in a whisper in the darkness.
"Yeah, everyone else is enjoying the holiday, but as a daughter-in-law here, I'm destined to serve others." Cooking for just these few people wasn't really a big deal for her current physique. But she couldn't say that; only a crying baby gets milk. The same went for men; you had to exaggerate your hardships to get their sympathy.
As expected, Li Hongjun came closer and began to massage his wife tenderly.
