Another year, another Chinese New Year.
Tan Jincheng brought his three children to the courtyard to celebrate.
Outside, snow was flying everywhere, while indoors the heating was sufficient, and a thick carpet covered the floor.
Little Grape, like a kitten, was dressed in a red cotton-padded jacket adorned with lanterns and good fortune patterns, looking just like a New Year's doll.
Little Grape, barely eleven months old, had snow-white skin, very dark and soft hair, delicate facial features, and bright red lips, extremely beautiful.
She sat on the carpet, holding a tiny hand drum with a small bell attached to it. A shake would cause it to jingle, which greatly interested Little Grape. She would shake it, hear the jingling sound, then laugh, shake it again, and laugh again.
Nearby was another chubby dumpling also dressed in a red cotton-padded jacket, much fatter than Little Grape, with a face, arms, and legs round and plump, looking at least a size bigger than Little Grape.
