At dinner, the whole family was neatly gathered together. Xu Qinghe and his wife, Xu Nianji and his family of three, along with Xu Nian'an and Xu Nianhua, making a total of seven people, sitting around the small round table, perfectly fitting, not too cramped or too loose.
Whenever Xu Qinghe saw this scene, his heart was filled with joy. The family reunited together, with a hot meal on the round table and the smiles of the family members. He felt that these days, life had more promise.
"Dad, want to have some wine?" Xu Nianji drove every day, busy from morning to night, and when he returned home, he liked to drink a little wine, just enough to unwind from the day's fatigue without getting drunk.
Without having to go out tomorrow, Xu Nianji decided he could drink a little more today.
"Pour me some."
Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Xu Qinghe said, "Nianhua has made so many delicious dishes, how can we do without a little wine?"
