A few elders mustered the courage to come forward to toast, and Xie Zhinuan immediately got up to clink glasses with them.
Qianqian took a sip and asked if this year they could eat their fill, wear new jackets, inquired about the state of their households, and whether their grandchildren had been treated with ample dignity.
After the meal, each household's head could go and claim a portion of spiced meat, a spiced chicken, and several packages of pastries, and then they were sent home.
Xie Zhinuan sat in her chair, holding a "Warm Stove," her eyes filled with a tender, faint smile.
Silly Girl and Xiaoyuan came in.
The two looked at each other, and Xiaoyuan stepped forward to whisper, "Master, the carriage is prepared; let's go home!"
Xie Zhinuan answered with a sound.
"It's indeed time to go back!"
Back at home, Aunt Chen had already led a few servants in preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.
"Miss is back!" Grandma Chen called out softly.
