After quietly washing his own underwear, Sun Yiqiu got dressed, tidied himself up, and headed to the kitchen. His parents were already up; even his elderly grandpa and grandmother were there.
Seeing her grandson come out, grandmother smilingly brought over a bowl of white congee, topped with pickled vegetables, cured meat, and a piece of fermented bean curd.
"Eat up."
"Mm."
Sun Yiqiu took the bowls and chopsticks and began shoveling down congee. The others merely glanced at him without saying much, keeping busy with their work. Steam billowed from the stove, something simmered in the pot, and quite a few dishes had already been laid out on the kitchen counter.
"Hurry up and eat. Help out when you're done. There's a limit to sleeping in."
Old Dad grumbled, but grandmother immediately spoke up for her grandson.
"That's enough, Eldest. It's only just getting light. It's not as though we can't manage. Little Qiu is still young; let him sleep a little longer."
"Still young? He's already thinking about women, and he's still young?"
"Pfft—cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Sun Yiqiu, who had been slurping congee, choked at his father's words. He coughed without stopping, his face utterly awkward as wild thoughts kept racing through his mind.
"Look at you. That child Dong Dong is quite lovable too. It'd be nice if she married into our family. Hurry and eat. Help out when you're done; your Aunts and your sister's families are all coming today."
"Yeah—cough, cough."
Sun Yiqiu hurriedly caught his breath, then sped up his meal before joining in to help.
The lid of the stove pot was lifted, and a great cloud of steam poured out. Inside was a goose being boiled. The Sun Family hauled the goose onto a large tray, then stuck several chopsticks into it