In the days leading up to the New Year, Andu County's market was filled with an array of holiday goods, and the streets and alleys were crowded with people.
From time to time, hawkers' calls could be heard, selling this and that. Vendors shouted out their wares, children played merrily, and this lively scene, which took place once a year, was irreplaceable.
Yuan Shangyi could always find happiness amid the bustling market filled with the scent of fireworks.
"Wife, if only I could be with you every day," he said.
Feng Yun couldn't help but chuckle, "When Ayuan grows up, he won't be like this anymore."
Yuan Shangyi asked, "Doesn't my wife like it?"
"Of course, I like it. I'm also very grateful for Ayuan's company," she replied.
Feng Yun carefully cherished the pure heart of a small child and enjoyed running around outside with Yuan Shangyi. How could she not like it?
With her response, Yuan Shangyi became cheerful again.
"Then let's go have some tea," he suggested.