The chestnuts are ready!
Nian Shutong called out to everyone, "Come over and try some."
Wang Fu's family followed behind Nian Shutong, with his youngest daughter, Wang Xiaoxiao, tightly holding her mother's hand, blinking uneasily.
Just as Nian Shutong approached to grab a chestnut, Fu Yunhe stopped her.
"It's hot."
"Eat this one."
A slightly opened brown chestnut, held between Fu Yunhe's attractive fingertips, looked like a display sample of a fine chestnut exhibit for a moment.
"So thoughtful, thanks," joked Nian Shutong, taking the chestnut. She pinched it gently between her thumb and index finger, and with a 'pop,' the chestnut cracked open.
She extracted the flesh and popped it into her mouth.
Soft, sweet, with a bit of stickiness.
"Not bad, quite successful. You should try it too, see how much we should sell them for," Nian Shutong told Fu Yunhe, then turned to Wang Fu's family behind her and said, "Help yourselves, don't be shy."