In February of Cosmic Year 120, the entire Hanxia Empire was exceptionally lively, because this month marked one of their traditional festivals.
Yongsheng City was especially bustling today. Quite a few reporters had set up in the distance from the wealthy district, intending to conduct long-range filming with telephoto cameras, but they were driven away by Sky Wing Mercenaries.
Long Fei brought his wife and children back to his hometown to celebrate the traditional festival.
Long Guo and Long Fu could already push themselves up from lying prone to sitting upright. The two little ones were playing with their aunt, third aunt, and great-grandmother, and they were even trying to learn how to crawl.
Long Fei sat nearby, watching his two little ones play with their aunt, third sister, and grandmother.
Meanwhile, Taoxiang was in the kitchen preparing food with eldest sister, second sister, Long Huijuan, and Aunt Li.
Long Kui asked Taoxiang, "Taoxiang, I feel like you've gotten much thinner lately."
As she wrapped dumplings, Taoxiang replied, "Eldest Sister, how have I gotten thinner? This is my usual figure. I only gained fifteen kilograms after giving birth, and it took me several months to lose it again."
Elsewhere, Long Fei was having a video call with someone in his room.
"Sure, then let's make a trip there."
After the two ended their video call, there came a knock on the door, followed by his wife calling out.
"Honey, come downstairs and eat."
"Okay, I know."
At the center of the dining table sat two plates and a bowl, each as large as a washbasin.
One plate held dumplings, the other held potstickers, while the bowl contained wontons in soup.
During the Hanxia Empire's traditional festival—unrelated to reality, as this was a traditional festival created for the author's fictional world—dumplings,