When Xiao Man woke up, it was already the thirtieth of the twelfth lunar month—New Year's Eve. Gu Shaoqin was the one who told her. The moment she opened her door, two people tumbled in, scattering snacks all over the floor. They had actually been leaning against her door eating. 'No wonder I kept hearing a crunching sound,' she thought. 'I was starting to think there was a mouse hole somewhere in the room.'
One of the two was, of course, Gu Shaoqin. He scrambled to his feet and said with a grin, "Zheng San Niu, you sure can sleep! You didn't even come out for dinner last night. It's already eight in the morning, and we've been waiting for you for over an hour! Today's New Year's Eve, and the streets are really lively. First Aunt said we can go out and play for a while!"
