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The winter evenings always grew darker a bit earlier than usual.
When Shen Qing arrived at the courtyard of his house, two red lanterns had already been hung at the door, exuding a joyful atmosphere.
He rode his horse to the gate, where Shen Xiaoshan, hearing the hoofbeats, opened the door and took the reins.
"Brother, did you practice late again today?"
Shen Qing dismounted and said, "Yes, I gained some insights outside and lost track of time. Have Tian Xiaohu and the others returned?"
"They have. With the cold weather and the year-end approaching, business at the restaurant is slow. We're preparing to close as you suggested."
"That's okay. We've been busy long enough; it's time to take a break as the year ends."
Shen Qing handed the reins to Shen Xiaoshan and strode inside.
The house was bustling with activity.