Yang Xiulan and Han Fang were in the house in the South Courtyard, one cleaning the room and the other tidying the offering table.
"Mom, shouldn't we get a bigger print of Dad's photograph?" Han Fang's memory of her father's appearance had already grown a little hazy, and she wanted to see him more clearly.
"No need." Yang Xiulan's hands paused before she continued, "It's fine like this. This is our home. As long as we remember your dad, that's enough. Xiao Fang, are you hungry?"
"No." Han Fang shook her head. "Mom, can we set off firecrackers this year?"
"Yes." Yang Xiulan knew Han Fang actually wanted to go to the Fourth Team and play with Li Juan, but she also knew that would go against custom, so she said nothing.
"Your Uncle Li said Li Juan has been studying hard lately, trying to get into college. I've noticed you haven't been going out to play with your classmates much either. Do you want to go to college too?"
"Yes. I saw the photos they took in Yanjing. It looked so beautiful. I want to go and see it after I get into college too. Mom, let's go together then, all right?"
"We don't have to wait until college." Looking at her well-behaved daughter, Yang Xiulan said on impulse, "In another year, Mingming and Haohao will be old enough for nursery class. Once I have some free time, I'll take you to Yanjing, and we'll have a good look around. We'll visit Tiananmen and see the universities too!"
"All right!" Han Fang was genuinely delighted. "We'll really explore the place then."
"We'll have to live here by then," Yang Xiulan said. "Would you be willing?"
"...Yes." Han Fang thought about it before finally answering.
Yang Xiulan knew Han Fang