"Dad, Mom." Pushing the door open, he was greeted by the aroma of food from the kitchen and the sight of his parents bustling about.
"You're up? Quick, go wash up. Breakfast is ready." His mother, Wang Juan, had a busy yet satisfied smile on her face as she carried a bowl of steaming meat porridge and walked briskly to the small table in the living room.
The rich, meaty aroma of the porridge filled his nostrils, instantly whetting Li Wen's appetite.
"Mmm! Smells amazing!" he praised from the heart, following his mother and turning into the cramped washroom.
The cold water washed away the last bit of sleepiness. A sumptuous breakfast already filled the small table—not just meat porridge, but also specially prepared fried eggs and side dishes.
The family of three sat around the table, gently clinking their juice glasses together in mid-air.
"Cheers! Happy New Year's Eve!" the three of them said in unison, smiles blooming on their faces.
