The second day of the new year is for visiting the wife’s family.
Gu Jiaojiao’s parents were practically out of the picture, so visiting them was out of the question.
And so, the two of them found themselves with nothing to do again.
With time on their hands, they went for a stroll and once again caught wind of some gossip about Yun Hao and Xu Wenwan.
The two had gotten into a fight, a really fierce one. At first, Yun Hao had Xu Wenwan pinned down and was hitting her. Then, somehow, the tables turned and Xu Wenwan was pinning *him* down. She beat him so badly he was left bedridden. Xu Wenwan didn’t get off easy, either. While her injuries were minor, she still took a few of Yun Hao’s punches. The couple hadn’t stepped outside all day.
Later, one of the neighborhood aunties shared some more gossip with Gu Jiaojiao, whispering that Xu Wenwan and Yun Hao weren’t sleeping in the same room.
Gu Jiaojiao was thoroughly enjoying the juicy details. If it hadn’t been time to head home for dinner, she would have stayed to hear more!
Other than the gossip, nothing else happened that day. Before bed, Leng Yuan mentioned that Lu Yuanbin would be coming over on the third day of the new year.
Lu Yuanbin’s parents had both passed away. In previous years, he would always come to spend the New Year with Leng Yuan.
This year, with Gu Jiaojiao and their two children, Sweet Girl and Xiao Yang, around, Lu Yuanbin had felt it would be an imposition to come over.
Sure enough, he arrived early on the third day, riding that same bicycle, now laden with gifts.
When Chen JianShe heard Lu Yuanbin had arrived, he ran over too.
He wasn’t just there to freeload a meal; he genuinely missed Lu Yuanbin.
To show how much he missed him, Chen JianShe had secretly pilfered the bottle of liquor his own father had hidden away on his way to Leng Yuan’s house.
His mother didn’t let his father drink anyway, so he was just helping his dad get rid of it.
He was truly his father’s greatest son.
Bottle in hand, he called out a goodbye to his mother and bolted.
Aunt Chen didn’t even have time to react before the little rascal had vanished.
The little rascal, Chen JianShe, arrived at Leng Yuan’s front door. Before he even stepped inside, an intoxicating aroma of food drilled right into his nose. ’It smells incredible!’
Their lunch that day was a lively affair.
The table, originally set for four, now seated six.


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