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After being someone else's exemplary child once again, the large group finally warmed up and was ready to go have the New Year's Eve dinner.
"What gift should I bring? I don't lack for anything."
"You may not lack, but you can't skimp on the sentiment!"
"..."
It was past five o'clock by the time the two cars returned to Chuxi Village. They could smell the delicious aromas of the meal before they even walked through the door, and upon arriving home, they unexpectedly discovered that guests had arrived.
"Aunt, Uncle, how come you're here?" Yao Jianjun asked.
"What do you mean by that? Can't your aunt come over for the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve?"
The visitors were Grandpa's sister, her husband, and their two sons. To be honest, Xu Qingfan's blood relation with them was already beyond three generations; he wasn't even sure what to call them.
"Happy New Year's Eve, everyone." Xu Qingfan muttered perfunctorily before heading into the kitchen to watch his mom cook.
