Le Yao always appeared relaxed, but only she knew that the longer time went on, the more anxious she became, wondering how things were going with Nangong Jue.
However, no amount of anxiety can stop the march of time.
New Year's Eve has arrived in the blink of an eye.
The Han family members all acted normally, laughing and joking. Everyone seemed to have reached a consensus not to mention Nangong Jue, for fear of upsetting Le Yao.
"Let's make dumplings." Liu Sujuan didn't go back to the village this year because of the big thing that happened to Le Yao. She stayed in Xiling City to spend the New Year with Le Yao.
Since Nangong Jue hadn't returned, they all knew that Le Yao was waiting for him.
"Okay." Le Yao came over with a smile, trying her best not to make everyone worry about her.
Firecrackers are no longer allowed in cities, so the traditional New Year's atmosphere has faded a lot. As a result, most people eat dumplings, watch the Spring Festival Gala, send New Year's greetings to each other via mobile phone, and send red envelopes in group chats.
After eating the dumplings, Le Yao prepared to go next door.
Because of a custom in rural areas, married daughters cannot spend the Lunar New Year at their parents' home, unless they are from a family without sons.
Although it may seem like a case of favoring sons over daughters, it is a custom that has been passed down for thousands of years, and Le Yao does not want to break it.
"No, the New Year celebrations are coming up soon, and I'm already married..."
“Alan,” Nie Baozhen grabbed Le Yao’s hand, “This is the city, we are all modern young people, we don’t care about those feudal superstitions. I’m your sister-in-law, so you should stay. Besides, this house is yours, you’re in your own home, so…”
Le Yao smiled: "I know you don't care about those customs, but that's my and Ajue's home. I want to go back. Shuo Shuo is still here. Don't worry, I'll come over for breakfast tomorrow morning."
Nie Baozhen glanced at her husband.
Han Xiangdong didn't stop him: "Let's go, I'll take you there."
Le Yao did not refuse and followed Han Xiangdong out of the room.
"Alan, don't worry. Ajue is such a capable person, he'll be fine." Han Xiangdong guessed that his sister was probably worried because Nangong Jue hadn't been heard from, and she was afraid that staying here would affect their parents' mood.
"I know, thank you, brother." Le Yao nodded. "Don't worry, I'm fine, and he'll be fine too."
Han Xiangdong nodded, watched her enter the house, and then returned to the next room.
Le Yao went back, took a shower, and lay down on the bed. She checked her phone and saw that everyone in the top student group had sent red envelopes. She clicked on a few and sent one too. After that, she sent a big red envelope in the family group. Then she opened Nangong Jue's WeChat and sent him a red envelope with the amount 521.
However, no one has claimed it after a long time.
My heart sank immediately.
She felt she couldn't wait any longer, or she would go crazy, so she immediately called Tao Qing: "Tao Qing, I'm going to find A-Jue."
"Young Madam," Tao Qing said with a hint of helplessness, "The Duke is busy with his business, you..."
“But it’s been so long, what can’t be finished? Even if it’s not finished, there should at least be some news, but there’s still no news, and today is Lunar New Year’s Eve.” Le Yao didn’t want to hear any explanations. “So, I have to go find him. If you can’t, I’ll go find someone else…”
“This…” Tao Qing paused for a moment, then sighed, “Alright, I’ll apply and then take you there.”
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