So we need to prepare for Chinese New Year in advance.
But nowadays, even on the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve, shops are open everywhere.
For the city, the concept of New Year's goods has become a thing in name only.
But Zhou Rongrong still likes to prepare a lot of things to eat with her son during the New Year.
"Mom, let me help you make dumplings."
"Sure, the dumpling filling isn't ready yet, so we have to wait a bit longer."
"We'll be busy these next two days; I still need to fry some things for you."
"Although the supermarket sells everything, Mom isn't at ease if we don't make it ourselves."
"Mom always feels like something's missing."
Li Zhiyan glanced at the System; the milk tea shop would be closed from tomorrow until the seventh day of the New Year when it will reopen for business.
The System's text explained this as a gesture of cultural care.
However, his income wouldn't decrease at all.
"It's okay, Mom, I'll cook with you."