On New Year's Eve, Yang Zhengshan's courtyard was truly bustling beyond compare.
A group of Yang family sons and grandsons gathered together and ate a lively New Year's Eve dinner.
And on the first day of the new year, countless people came to pay New Year's greetings.
Yang Zhengshan sat in the front courtyard, while Yu Qingyi stayed in the rear courtyard, as wave after wave of juniors came running over to offer greetings.
In the main hall of the front courtyard, Yang Zhengshan sat in a grand preceptor's chair, watching the juniors come over to kowtow with a cheerful smile.
"Dad, this is Song Shi. You still remember him, right?" Yang Mingcheng led a young man of twenty-four or twenty-five into the main hall, and beside the man followed a child of six or seven.
Yang Zhengshan shot him a sidelong glance. "Your dad isn't so old he's muddleheaded yet!"
Song Shi knelt in front of Yang Zhengshan with a face full of smiles and kowtowed. "Your disciple's grandson pays New Year's greetings to Grandmaster!"
"Song Yuanzhao pays New Year's greetings to Great-Grandmaster!" The little child also followed along, properly and respectfully kowtowing to offer his greetings.
Hearing this, Yang Zhengshan immediately revealed a kindly smile and beckoned. "Come, Zhao'er, come a little closer. Let Great-Grandmaster have a good look at you!"
Song Shi was Wang Yunqiao's second son, which meant he was Song Dashan's grandson.
Wang Yunqiao and Song Hao had two sons and one daughter: the eldest son, Song Jin; the second son, Song Shi; and the youngest daughter, Song Xiu.
Yang Zhengshan naturally knew Song Shi. After all, when Song Shi was born, Yang Zhengshan had still been in Chongshan Town.
Song Yuanzhao came forward and obediently arrived before Yang Zhengshan. Yang Zhengshan looked at the