A whole family gathered around a small Eight Immortals table, each person with a small porcelain bowl in one hand and chopsticks pinched in the other, bustling with noise and laughter.
Not far away, the apricot tree was decorated with red ribbons, with the words peace, joy, health, longevity gently swaying in the breeze.
"Is this the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea?"
"Yes!"
"I've never seen some of these ingredients before," She Dengke said to Chen Ji, "Why aren't you eating? Don't let Liu Quxing eat it all by himself."
Liu Quxing rolled his eyes: "Haven't you been eating? Why do you say I'm the one who's going to finish it all?"
Chen Ji explained with a smile, "I'm not used to Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea; I'd rather eat something else."
