Great, fewer things happening means peaceful harmony.
"You've arrived!"
The uncle stands by the courtyard, holding a basket of incense and candles. My cousin just started college, one hand grabbing a chicken, the other scrolling through Douyin.
"Call them! What are you doing, you little brat!"
"Oh, oh, uncle..." My cousin hesitates and then looks at Jiang Nian, "Happy New Year, cousin."
"You've grown taller!" Jiang Nian smiles warmly.
He looks around but doesn't see another cousin who is already married, thinking to himself he might not be back yet.
"Let's go."
A group of people gather together and walk towards the ancestral worship. On the way, the uncle glances at Jiang Nian several times.
Jiang Nian: "???"
"Uncle, what's up?"
"Nothing much, everything's quite good," the uncle says, "Our Jiang family can be said to have produced a scholar official."
Scholar official?
Me?
