On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the entirety of Xinghua Village was immersed in festive cheer, filled with laughter and joyful voices.
Su Li knew nothing about what had happened with Tang Yuanxiao. She had no interest in knowing, and even less energy to find out.
On New Year's Eve, it was customary to stay up as late as possible to see the new year in—staying awake the whole night was ideal. Su Li was used to this tradition.
Little Tang Mo knew about this too. After dinner, he tugged at Su Li, wanting to stay up with her. Unfortunately, he was still just a child and got sleepy when his bedtime came.
Su Li watched him nodding off, his head bobbing with sleep, yet he stubbornly fought to stay awake. After a moment's thought, she decided to tell him a story.
Su Li had read countless books, and having experienced a future life, she knew every kind of TV show and story imaginable. Telling a story was as easy as opening her mouth.
