It’s New Year. From New Year’s Eve until the fifth day of the first lunar month, no household likes to scold children. This period will be their wanton good days and the happy times they look forward to all year.
After eating and drinking their fill, the children run outside in groups of threes and fives with little firecrackers they have just opened to play and frolic. The winter night is biting with heavy snow flying around, but it doesn’t stop the children’s natural love for playing and noise.
Before it gets late, the Old Captain lets each family take a bowl of dumplings home, but for some families without a pot, how they will heat them up, he didn’t say, nor did anyone bring it up.
Only later did Zhou Jiao learn that these dumplings from each house had been offered to each family’s ancestors, of course, each person taking their own home. Otherwise, who would eat the food in others’ ancestral offering?
The heads of each household happily picked up the ten dumplings in their hand, leading their families back to hang lanterns, distribute New Year money, eat dumplings, set off fireworks, and stay up for the Year.
As the crowd disperses, gradually only the aunts and elder women helping in the kitchen are left cleaning up the mess, and a table seating the old clan leader and other elders.
Mr. Zhang is part of this group, as tonight he is also accompanying the clan leader, drinking little liquor and chatting about family matters.
Seeing the situation, Zhang Guoqing gestures to Ping’an towards Mother Zhang. Soon, he sees Little Ping’an holding onto his grandmother’s hand and pulling Mother Zhang to go home.
The couple secretly laughs, picks up their son, and pulls Mother Zhang back to their small courtyard.
At each family’s door, the three Zhang brothers shout in unison, raising wooden pillars and lighting red lanterns. Under the glowing red lanterns are the joyful faces of their family members, with children cheering and jumping.
The doors of the three families are wide open, and the Zhang brothers unanimously keep their courtyards open, seemingly wanting Mr. Zhang and Mother Zhang to know the children are waiting for them to come home.
Zhou Jiao learned about the canteen news from Zhang Guoqing, and she anticipated that tonight’s New Year’s Eve dinner would end simply, preparing some dishes in advance.
At this point, she begins preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner belonging to her own family.
Stewed carp, chicken and chestnut stew, pork sauerkraut stew with vermicelli, three earthy delicacies, stewed green beans, corn pine nut shrimp, caramelized sweet potatoes,
Red date cake, sticky bean buns, and a mixed fruit can dessert.
With each fragrant and attractive dish cooked by her brought out of the kitchen by Zhang Guoqing and placed on the large table in the living room, it quickly fills the whole tabletop.
Mother Zhang, after worshipping ancestors at the old courtyard, starts going around in her three sons’ houses, observing if there are any taboo places in the three sons’ households.
She didn’t notice at first, but as bursts of fragrance come over, she enters and is startled. Good heavens, this feast is even richer than at the canteen.
Before she can speak, Zhang Guoqing smilingly gestures and pushes a piece of cake into her mouth. Watching his mother squinting with a smile, he feels it’s worth it.
This New Year’s Eve dinner was a decision made after deep consideration by the couple. After tonight, it would be unlikely for the three brothers to reunite with parents for a complete dinner each year.
This is an unavoidable reality. In the future, their focus will not be in the Northeast, and the parents and brothers with their children cannot all run to Beijing to spend New Year with them.
To leave a beautiful memory, Zhang Guoqing hopes tonight’s family gathering will make family and brothers remember the reunion every New Year’s Eve in the future: That year, our family was once united.
"Mom, I’ll go call Dad. When Dad comes back, we’ll call the two older brothers and their families over. Tonight, our family will have a New Year’s Eve dinner."
What can Mother Zhang say? The children have already prepared. She smiles and nods, takes her grandson to the kitchen.

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