Wang Yao was having a snack and didn't say a word, so his family stopped talking about Tong Wei. The New Year's Eve dinner was for family reunions; people normally had dumpling on New Year's Eve.
Wang Yao took the chance to sleep at home, which he hadn't done for days. The next morning, Wang Yao said happy new year to his parents and sister, then to his neighbors and relatives in the village. After he had sent greetings to everyone, it was lunchtime. Wang Yao returned to Nanshan hill after lunch with a basket of cooked meat and dumplings.
Both San Xian and Da Xia were happy to see Wang Yao. San Xian wagged his tail and ran after Wang Yao while Da Xia flapped his wings cheerfully.
"You guys know I brought something nice for you, right?" Wang Yao placed down some food on two plates.
"Here you go. I've got meat and dumplings here. I didn't bring garlic and wine as I presume you guys are not a big fan of them," smiled Wang Yao.
