The New Year was approaching, and the village was filled with a festive atmosphere. The year had brought good weather and a bountiful harvest, and every household had received its full share of grain. As a result, the holiday season felt especially joyful.
On the day of the Little New Year, Xiao Fuwen came back to have a meal with Yuan Si and her mother. He showered his wife with affection for a bit before hurriedly returning to the county seat that afternoon.
Yuan Si paid him no mind. As soon as he was gone, she turned around and got busy again.
With the New Year just around the corner, they had plenty of meat. Li Ende's family had slaughtered a pig a while back, and the old lady had them set aside half a side of pork, which would be almost enough to last them through the first month of the new year.
But you couldn't just have meat for the New Year; you needed some fish, too. That part was up to Yuan Si.
