The first day of the new year (1)

On the first day of the first lunar month, Xia ruofei woke up to the faint sound of firecrackers in the distance. It was only dawn.

Last night, he didn't continue trying to engrave the control core array of the spiritual puppet, because he knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Even if he wanted to train his carving proficiency, he had to wait until he returned to the Peach Blossom Island. Under the effect of the highest heaven array, the effect would definitely be better.

Xia ruofei put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

Hu Zi's mother had already woken up and was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Lin Qiao, on the other hand, was still sleeping in her room upstairs. At her age, she was at the age where she slept a lot. Not to mention the sound of firecrackers, she might not even wake up even if the next door was beating gongs and drums.

"Godmother, Happy New Year!" Xia ruofei said with a smile.