Mr. Mu stepped into the kitchen. In the center of the kitchen, a table was set with a spread of steaming hot dishes, which were not inferior to those of the Old Mu Family, perhaps even better.
Sitting at the table were the third branch family and the little grandson of the Old Lu Family.
Each of them wore a smile, in stark contrast to the atmosphere at their own home.
"Dad, have a seat here!"
Seeing Mr. Mu, Yu Si Niang wasn't the least bit surprised. She proactively arranged Mr. Mu's seat at the head of the table.
In doing so, it was clear who was regarded as the head of the family.
Even Shuang, who was usually lukewarm towards her, had a smile on her face.
From the moment he entered, no one asked why he was spending New Year's here.
It was, however, the three little kids who widened their eyes in delight and approached Mu Dashan: "Uncle Dashan, Aunt Si, Yuanbao wishes you a Happy New Year!"
Mu Dashan cheerfully handed a red envelope to Yuanbao.
