Zhangsun Hongyuan, accompanied by Su Yanqiao, slowly made their way forward, looking at Zhu Wencong leisurely drinking coffee and munching on pastries, still enjoying life as a hands-off manager.
Su Yanqiao greeted Adele, whom she had not seen for a long time; she had always been a quiet person.
Zhu Wencong gestured for everyone to take their seats first, as it had been a long time since he had sat down for a cup of tea.
"Weren't we going to perform ancestral rites?" Su Yanqiao asked, for honoring ancestors was of utmost importance.
"They are still preparing, someone will come to inform us when it's time; this is our first time conducting ancestral rites in America, and it is also the first time our community is doing so on such a large scale.
It was supposed to be done during the New Year, but I really couldn't find the time, by then I would probably have been in Tsarist Russia."