A new day brought with it a light and easy mood, as full of hope as the morning sun.
Zheng Changhe and Zhao San went into the mountains to hunt, hoping to earn a little spending money. Qingmu went to the schoolhouse, hoping to learn to read, understand the world, and build a better future. Juhua doted on the chickens and pigs as if they were her own ancestors, hoping for a good return in the coming year. Yang Family was busy in the vegetable patch, hoping for a better crop and more bountiful meals on the table.
With everyone so busy, the unpleasantness of yesterday scattered without a trace, like a white cloud in the vast sky, leaving behind only a deep, endless blue.
Juhua spoke with Yang Family about boiling more beans to make extra sauce. She had a faint idea forming in her mind. 'This sauce is so good with rice,' she thought, 'and everyone in the family loves it. It can't hurt to make more!'
