"Ni'er, come, sit on the heated bed. Have some sugar water and eat these persimmon cakes," said the old woman. "You loved sweets when you were little, and I've saved them for you."
"Would you like some meat? You love meat, don't you? I'll go cut some for you right now! I'll have her stew it for you!"
The old man who made the tree blossom fireworks and his wife bustled around Li Sui, their smiles never leaving their faces.
"Right, Ni'er, how did you get back? Didn't I hear you were sold by that beast to—" The old woman had just started to speak when her husband stepped on her foot.
"Why bring up such unlucky things during the New Year's celebration? We can talk about it after today!"
Li Sui was growing impatient with their fussing, as she couldn't understand what they were saying at all. "Didn't you say you were going to teach me how to make the tree blossom fireworks? I want to learn."
"Of course, of course! We'll teach you right now!" the old man said, nodding eagerly.
