Every household was busy getting ready for the New Year, cooking smoke curling up into the air, filled with the smell of food.
At the market, the place was boiling with noise: the haggling between buyers and sellers, the clacking of scale beams, and the cheerful laughter of children all wove together into a lively symphony.
The goods in the market were dazzling, all kinds of New Year supplies available: from brightly colored candies, to all sorts of new clothes, to those decorations full of New Year flavor—everything showed how much everyone valued and loved the Spring Festival.
Through the car window, Lu Xuan took it all in.
Back home, under the bright lights, the family sat together, busy preparing the meal.
The fire in the stove roared, the sound of stir-frying rose and fell, and in no time the tempting aroma of dishes filled the whole room.
