After drinking chicken soup and eating meat pies, Li Mu Yang had not even had time to let out a satisfied burp when Luo Qi had already briskly cleared away the leftovers and placed washed fruit and warmed plum wine on the windowsill.
She pushed Li Mu Yang, who wanted to help, into a chair and said, "Come on, sit down and have a couple of drinks with your dad. Your dad kept saying before that now that his son had grown up, the two of you had not even had a chance to share a drink before you left to study. He didn't know when you'd get to see each other again. We'd been looking forward to you coming home for New Year's, but then news like that suddenly arrived..."
Luo Qi's eyes reddened as she said, "Just think—if you hadn't come back, he wouldn't even have had the chance to share a drink with you."
Li Yan frowned and said in a deep voice, "It's such a happy occasion. Why bring that up? Isn't our son back now?"
"Exactly. Isn't my brother perfectly fine? The people who said he wouldn't come back had ulterior motives. My brother came back full of life and energy, slapping them right in the face." Li Sinian chimed in as well.
Luo Qi glared fiercely at the father and daughter and said, "I was just lamenting a little. Your brother finally came back, and I'm happy."
"If you're happy, why are you crying?"
"You little brat, am I not allowed to say anything now?"
Li Mu Yang thoroughly enjoyed this warm scene. Li Sinian bickering with her mother, Luo Qi, was just like back in Jiangnan City.
A traveler far from home missed every blade of grass and every tree in his homeland.