Inside the manor.
The Chinese New Year dinner was coming to an end.
The Spring Festival Gala had also concluded with the song "Unforgettable Tonight."
"Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable tonight."
"No matter where in the world."
"All of China holds the same embrace."
"Together wishing our country well, our country well."
"..."
"The green mountains remain, the people are not yet old."
"..."
The older people get, the more nostalgic they become. In the past, Tang Qing used to listen to this song without any particular feeling, deeming it not as appealing as pop music, but now, it induced an entirely different mood.
The Spring Festival Gala had ended.
The adults began handing out New Year's money.
The second uncle gave it in card form.
Even Tang Qing got one.
One card per person, not much money, just six figures, which to most people seemed like a lifetime of savings. But for Tang Kai, he probably wouldn't even bother to pick it up if it fell on the ground.
