It's customary to get up early on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Wenmo didn't know where this rule came from, but as long as he obeyed, it was fine. He arrived at about 7 a.m. and was already dressed and waiting for orders.

Going downstairs, I saw that the dining table in the living room was already set out with tea, snacks, and refreshments. The hot tea was steaming in the pot, and when I got close, the steam made my face turn red.

Grandpa and Grandma had gotten up early to make breakfast. Grandma held a bag of steamed buns and placed it on the table with a smile, then pulled Wenmo to the table.

Happy New Year, Grandpa and Grandma.

"Hey, let's eat something and have some tea first."

Grandma stuffed one of the buns into his hand. It was a little hot, obviously freshly made, and the meat filling inside was so juicy that it would ooze oil if you took a bite.

Grandpa was pouring a cup of hot tea into everyone's bowl, and wisps of white steam rose up from the rim of the bowl.

"Hasn't the girl gotten up yet?" Grandma called Wen Yiquan and Su Juan in for breakfast, then noticed that Xia Lian wasn't there and asked.

"She got up and got dressed upstairs."

Wen Mo took a big bite of the bun, his mouth burning from the hot meat filling. He tried his best to breathe on it, and only managed to eat it after it cooled down a bit.

To be fair, even though they're hot, freshly steamed buns are just the best. Every bite is pure bliss. And with a bowl of hot tea, the first day of the new year is complete.

Seeing his parents come in, Wen Mo greeted them with a smile, "Mom and Dad, Happy New Year!"

"...I feel like I was just an extra bonus."

Wen Yiquan scratched his head. He felt that what he said was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He could only put his mind at ease and grab a steamed bun to eat.

"There's nothing extra, just eat first."

Wenmo rubbed his hands together under his body, staring intently at him, as if waiting for a certain moment.

After staring for a while, Wen Yiquan met his gaze, and then reached into his pocket.

Wen Mo grinned again and quickly moved closer, "Dad, I knew it..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old man pulled out his phone from his pocket, munching on a steamed bun while scrolling through videos. The videos were the classic "Dragon King Returns" and "Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain" face-slapping scenarios. Halfway through, he looked up at Wen Mo with a bewildered expression, as if asking, "What's wrong with you?"

“…I knew you weren’t a good person, you’ve made your fortune through dishonest means,” Wen Mo said resentfully.

I'm completely speechless.

That guy's a jerk!

I'll hang it on the sweet potato later.

Su Juan sat down and took a sip of hot tea. After warming up a bit, she looked up at the upstairs and said, "Is Lianbao still not up? The whole family must have tea together now."

"Almost there, almost there, get dressed and come down right away."

Wen Mo wasn't in a hurry. He sat on the bamboo chair like an empress dowager, leaning back and enjoying a steamed bun and a sip of hot tea.

Wen Yiquan, sitting to the side, was still scrolling through those ridiculous videos, completely oblivious to how outdated the plots were. He even shared them with Su Juan.

"What a joke! A good-for-nothing son-in-law dares to talk big?"

"This is a multi-billion dollar order from the Dragon King."

"What! You, you're the Dragon King!"

It's so noisy, Wen Yiquan! Can you please stop playing it so loudly from the outside?!

Just as Wen Mo was about to get up and turn off his phone, he heard a series of "click-clack" sounds coming downstairs, and a few seconds later he saw a neatly dressed, pretty woman walking down the stairs.

"You're up?"

Wen Mo, who was initially quite annoyed, suddenly changed his tune, grinning as he moved closer to Xia Lian and pushed her back onto the table.

"Girl, you're up? Come on, eat up!"

Grandma kindly handed over two steamed buns and some snacks and biscuits, Grandpa took the bowl over, Wen Yiquan stopped watching the video, and Su Juan sat down beside her with a smile and held her hand.

Seeing this scene, Wenmo felt a pang of jealousy.

This is a treasure!

Why didn't I receive this treatment when I went downstairs just now?

Seemingly a little embarrassed by being surrounded, Xia Lian lowered her head, but when she met Wen Mo's gaze, she still managed to raise her head and cheerfully wished, "Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle, and Aunt, Happy New Year."

"Oh, happy new year to you too, little girl."

Everyone readily took out their wallets.

Grandma and Grandpa took out two red envelopes, and Mom also took out two red envelopes from her bag.

Meanwhile, Dad took out a red envelope from the pocket where he had just put his phone...

Wait, why didn't you say so earlier? You were prepared, weren't you?

"Thanks."

Xia Lian bowed repeatedly, showing her sincerity and not refusing to accept the bows.

We're already family, so there's no need to worry about trivial things. Just accepting the gift will make the elders happier, and none of us are short of money.

Wen Mo, on the other hand, was more casual. After thanking them, he accepted the entire envelope, quietly stuffing it into his pocket. Feeling the thickness of the envelope, he felt much more comfortable.

The activities on the first day of the Lunar New Year include getting up early to drink hot tea and going to the mountain to worship Buddha.

After everyone finished eating, Wen Yiquan, following his grandparents' instructions, led his family up the mountain.

It's called going up a mountain, but it's not actually that high. It only takes about ten minutes to walk to the temple at the top. The temple is quite old, and I heard that my grandparents used to go there often.

"Hold your sister's hand, you two don't get lost."

Wen Yiquan turned around and gave instructions, but before he could finish speaking, Wen Mo very consciously took his hand.

Su Juan didn't hold back either. She took a few steps forward and grabbed Wen Yiquan's arm. Her eyes were filled with an undisguised sweetness, as if she wanted to show off her presence among the villagers who were going up the mountain with her.

"How old are you, still hugging and cuddling?" Wen Yiquan was a little embarrassed, especially when people on the street saw them, so he couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

“You never had a chance to show off when you were poor, but now that you’re rich, have kids, and have married such a wonderful wife like me, why don’t you show off a little?”

Su Juan wouldn't let go, and even snuggled closer in a rather coquettish manner.

Wen Mo wholeheartedly agreed with this point. Since everyone was busy visiting their parents, who would care that the two younger relatives behind them were also holding hands?

Mommy did a great job!

"Wenmo".

As they walked, Xia Lian nudged Wen Mo's shoulder.

Wenmo turned his head. "Hmm, what's wrong?"

Xia Lian lowered her head, took out all the red envelopes from her pocket, blinked, and said, "Red envelopes."

"I know, you just accepted them all."

"A lot of money."

After saying that, Xia Lian stuffed all the red envelopes into Wen Mo's pocket, and then continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Do you think I'd take your money?" Wen Mo pulled her back and seriously stuffed all the red envelopes back into Xia Lian's pocket. "Take them. I don't need the money. If you take some red envelopes, our family will be happier."

Xia Lian fell silent, touching the red envelope that had reappeared in her pocket, and stared blankly up at the sky.

"A family?"

"Yes, we're family."