After dinner, as twilight deepened, the Zhou Family's courtyard came alive.
The lights outside flickered on one by one, chasing away the creeping darkness.
About a dozen elders, contemporaries of Grandfather Zhou and Grandmother Zhou, arrived in groups, gathering in the pavilion, and began to chat about household matters.
Lai Zhiyun followed behind Zhou Liao, helping Grandmother Zhou carry two canvas bags filled with red silk fans, the grandparents' gear for the upcoming square dance.
Zhou Liao walked ahead, carrying an electronic keyboard to the pavilion's table. Then he opened the keyboard stand and set up the keyboard.
"Aliao, you're back."
"Yo! You even brought a wife back, what a beautiful young lady!"
"..."
The elders were mostly talkative and loved to laugh.
They all recognized Zhou Liao, and each greeted him, taking the opportunity to praise Lai Zhiyun as well.
"Good evening, grandparents. This is my wife, Zhiyun. You can call her Yunyun."
