Arriving at the mine entrance, I saw a 10-20 meter long paper sculpture of two dragons playing with a pearl already erected in the open space. The two dragons were lifelike, and the large red ball in the center was particularly eye-catching. On a small platform nearby, someone was busy setting up the display. A security guard stood at the front, solemnly maintaining order.

The family walked to a relatively front row and waited. As the sky gradually darkened, the lights at the mine entrance came on. Xu Mengyao was tired from standing, and her feet began to ache slightly. But her eyes were fixed on the stage, anticipating the upcoming performance.

Suddenly, a burst of passionate drumming sounded, and everyone immediately became excited. A team dressed in yellow clothes appeared on the stage holding a red and golden dragon high, and the dragon dance performance officially began.

The golden dragon, assisted by the dragon dancers, spun and leaped merrily, interacting with the audience from time to time. Every time it spewed flames, it aroused cheers and applause.

After the performance, everyone was still immersed in the joyful atmosphere. At this time, someone lit the "pearl" of the double dragons playing with the pearl. The blazing flames reflected on the two dragon heads, making it look particularly spectacular.

Immediately afterwards, the people on the stage began to perform opera. Although Xu Mengyao did not understand what they were singing, she felt the profoundness of Chinese culture by watching their every move and gesture.

Finally, as the stage took its final bow, the golden dragon, its body covered in fireworks, reappeared. The explosion of fireworks brought the atmosphere to a climax. Ten minutes of resounding cheers and applause marked the perfect end to the performance.

Urged by the security officer, everyone reluctantly stood up and prepared to go home. Their faces were filled with satisfaction and joy, and lively discussions could be heard along the way.

"That dragon dance team was truly amazing!" Wenxia, held high by Huang's father's neck the entire time, her face flushed with excitement, her voice hoarse from shouting. She described the dragon dance team's spectacular performance with gesticulations, her eyes twinkling in the night sky, as if she wanted to take in all the beauty.

"Yes, those people must be martial artists with unique skills." Huang Wenbin took over the conversation, his eyes full of love and respect for traditional culture.

The family returned to their front door, still immersed in the joy of their previous trip. Wenxia couldn't wait to run back home and took out another Kongming lantern. Seeing this, Huang's father smiled and moved the small square table into the yard. The table was still set with fruit, mooncakes, and tea.

"Come on, come on, sit down and rest for a while, eat some fruit and drink some tea." Father Huang asked everyone to sit down, and he and Mother Huang sat on the stools, smiling as they watched their four children chattering away.

At that moment, Grandma Qiu and Grandpa Cheng arrived with Cheng Xin. Their son and daughter-in-law had already taken the bus back to the city for work that afternoon, so Father Huang warmly invited the elderly couple to join him in moon-watching. Qiu Xin also returned to the house to retrieve his own Kongming lantern and quickly joined the others.

Soon, sky lanterns began to rise above Grandma Qiu's yard. The children cheered, watching with anticipation as the lanterns, each inscribed with their own wishes, slowly ascended into the night sky. They gazed up at the sky, their faces filled with innocent smiles and endless longing.

The next day at noon, Huang Wenxia and Xu Mengyao were washing dishes in the yard when they saw Uncle Wu coming back pushing his bicycle with a smile on his face.

Behind him followed a woman in a pink coat, with a scarf wrapped around her head, covering her hair and face, leaving only her eyes exposed. Xu Mengyao and Huang Wenrong looked at each other and thought: This must be Uncle Wu's wife.

"Wenrong, Wenjuan, you are helping your mother with work again. You are such good kids." Uncle Wu greeted them while putting down his bicycle.

He turned to the woman behind him and said, "This is the child from Brother Huang's family that I often mentioned to you."

The woman untied her scarf and said loudly to them, "Hello, I am your Uncle Wu's wife. You can call me Aunt Feng."

Huang's father and mother came out to greet him upon hearing the voices. Uncle Wu's wife smiled brightly and said, "Hello, Brother Huang, hello, sister-in-law. My name is Xiaofeng."

Huang's mother enthusiastically took Aunt Feng's hand and said, "Xiaofeng, you are finally here. If you need any help in the future, please feel free to ask."

Grandma Qiu also came out after hearing the voice, and Aunt Feng greeted her again: "Oh, you are Aunt Qiu, you look kind at first glance, my husband must have troubled you a lot!"

Her loud voice made Xu Mengyao's ears buzz, and she thought to herself: This courtyard will probably be even more lively in the future.

Ever since Aunt Feng came, the brothers and sisters were woken up by her loud voice every morning.

"Aunt Qiu, have you eaten?" Aunt Feng's voice is always so loud.

"Is Huang cooking? My husband Wu said your cooking is delicious and wants me to learn more from you."

The three sisters would get up early and run around the farm to exercise. Aunt Feng would stand at the door with her bowl in hand, eating while commenting:

"That's great! You guys are really energetic. You've worked so hard, you must eat more."

When Huang's mother cooked, Aunt Feng would always stand by and watch, offering to help. Although Huang's mother felt somewhat helpless, she was too embarrassed to ask her to leave. Thus, Aunt Feng's presence became a constant presence in the Huang family's lives.

Huang Wenbin, on the other hand, was annoyed by Aunt Feng. He never liked staying home in the first place, and now he was using it as an excuse to go to the new game room in the workers' village. The boys at school had been discussing this topic enthusiastically lately, and Huang Wenbin went every day to join in the fun.

Sometimes after school, the sisters would see him and a few other young men hanging out on the side of the road, playing and joking, some with cigarettes dangling from their lips. Wenxia wanted to call out to them, but Huang Wenrong covered her mouth in time, saying, "Don't shout, or he'll try to scare us away from going home and complain."