"Grandpa and Grandma, Nana, Happy New Year."
"Dad and Mom, Happy New Year."
"Yangyang, Adelle, Yunyun, Duoduo, Happy New Year."
With so many Ni Family members, after wishing everyone a Happy New Year, Shangguan Xi felt a bit parched and out of breath.
Little Ni Yun, wearing a floral dress, ran over and hugged Shangguan Xi, "Sister Xiaoxi, Happy New Year!"
Then, she leaned close to Shangguan Xi’s ear and whispered, "Sweets, I want to eat sweets, did you bring any?"
Zhao Yu, whose ears were always sharp, immediately dashed over, "Sweets? I want some too!" Despite being nineteen years old, she behaved like a child.
But you can’t blame her since Duoduo is indeed still a child.
Shangguan Xi smiled and fished some sweets from her pocket, "Here, take them and enjoy."
Zhao Yu took the sweets, "Come on, let’s share them."
Little Ni Yun eagerly followed Zhao Yu’s steps.
Soon, arguing voices could be heard.
Little Ni Yun huffed, "Why do you get four pieces and I only have five? We agreed to share them evenly, this isn’t fair!"
"Because I’m older!" Zhao Yu asserted.
"Well, I’m younger than you!" Little Ni Yun countered, "Big niece, haven’t you ever heard the story of Kong Rong giving up pears?"
"Then you tell me how to split them!"
Nine sweets were difficult to divide evenly.
Little Ni Yun, with a tilted head, thought for a moment. Then she took one candy, picked up a hammer for cracking walnuts, gently tapped it, and instantly the candy shattered into several pieces.
Little Ni Yun earnestly divided the smashed candy into two shares, "This share is yours, and this is mine. We each take four of the remaining eight candies!"
Zhao Yu gave Little Ni Yun a thumbs-up, "You really are six, six, six, six, six, six!"
Shangguan Xi looked bewilderedly at Zhao Yu, then turned to Ni Yang, "Yangyang, what is your son saying? I don’t understand a word."
Ni Yang smiled, "Rural-style English, you might try translating it with a mix of Chinese and English."
"Chinese and English mixed?"
Ni Yang nodded.
"I’ve already served you," Old Lady Zheng handed the bowl to Ni Yang.
Just then, Mo Qishen and Wu Daming also came to give their New Year’s greetings.
"Xiaomo, Xiaowu, you surely haven’t eaten yet. Come on, Grandma will make you some noodles."
Old Lady Zheng served them each a large bowl of noodles, with four tea eggs added.
"Thank you, grandma." Mo Qishen carried his bowl and sat down next to Ni Yang.
Ni Yang, who had a gloomy face, suddenly brightened up when she saw Mo Qishen, and without a word, hurriedly moved two tea eggs from her bowl to Mo Qishen’s, along with quite some noodles.
Because she really couldn’t eat that much.
"You care about me this much?" Looking at the six tea eggs in his bowl, Mo Qishen raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Of course," said Ni Yang.
After breakfast, the family set off to visit Zheng Suyu at the Nunnery to give her New Year’s greetings.
Zheng Suyu had now cut her long hair, wearing a light blue monastic robe, holding Buddha Beads, and frequently using the respectful term ’poor nun’, clearly adapted to her ascetic lifestyle.
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