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Under the guidance of Sang Ying, Sang Yu finally mastered the correct way to hold a baby, though her posture was still a bit stiff.
"Relax, he’s not as fragile as you think," Sang Ying chuckled at her sister's awkward stance, completely forgetting how she had once hesitated to hold a newborn herself. After a while, Sang Yu's body gradually relaxed as she cradled the soft little bundle that smelled of milk, her heart swelling with warmth.
At that moment, the baby suddenly smiled up at her. "Wow! Look, he smiled! He's so adorable!"
Seeing her cousin so enamored with the child, Sang Ying couldn't help but tease, "Sister, since you love kids so much, you should hurry up and find someone to have one of your own."
"What? Are they pressuring me? Now you're pressuring me too?"
"This isn’t pressure; I just see how much you enjoy being around kids."
"That’s true, I do love children, but I just haven’t thought about getting married this early." Sang Yu bent down to play with the little one. "Sweetie, I'm your aunt; you should call me Auntie."
Sang Ying shrugged at her second aunt, realizing that this was indeed a task assigned to her by her. Despite her cousin's gentle demeanor and easygoing nature, she was quite determined in her own way.
It was nearly dark by the time everyone began to leave in the afternoon. Uncle Sang and Sang's father had both had a bit too much to drink and were insisting on continuing the festivities. It took a stern lecture from Sang's grandpa to finally get them to settle down.
Sang Yu's grandmother was Yun Cheng, who lived nearby and often visited. Therefore, it wasn't a big deal for them to stay a few days longer after the New Year celebrations; after all, returning home wasn’t an easy task.
Sang Qing would start school on the seventh day of the New Year; he was in his first year. Sister Sang had sent Lele over with her son and had given him a mission: he must bring home a daughter-in-law this year.
Sang Yu's family planned to stay until the seventh day of the New Year. After finishing breakfast on that day, they prepared to head back. The trunk of their car was packed full of food prepared by Sang's grandmother. Even though they knew there was plenty available for purchase now, she couldn't help but prepare for the children.
Reluctantly hugging Sang's grandmother, Sang Yu pleaded, "Grandma, why don’t you and Grandpa stay with us in the city for a while? You can go back when it gets warmer."
"Yes, Grandma! You and Grandpa should stay for a bit; otherwise, I won’t get to see you again for ages," Sang Xia chimed in.
Sang's grandmother still refused. "No, we can't do that. You can come back to visit us during your break. We’re just not used to living in the city; we don’t know anyone there and it feels lonely without someone to talk to. It’s much more comfortable at home."
As the saying goes: "A golden nest or silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse." No matter how nice a house in the city might be, it couldn’t compare to the comfort of home. Besides, everyone in the village was familiar; when boredom struck, they could visit neighbors or chat with the elderly at the village entrance. The air was fresh there, and life felt leisurely and free—far better than suffering in the city.
"Exactly! You all have work and school; it’s just me and your grandma left at home staring at each other—it’s no fun at all! It’s much better in the village," Sang's grandpa added. He preferred being in the village where he could chat with old friends or fish rather than feeling cooped up in the city.
In truth, both Sang's father and Sang's monther wanted their parents to spend some time living in the city too. However, after their first visit there, they refused to return again because they found it stifling and overwhelming.
Fortunately, Uncle Sang and Sang San Shu were still living in the village to help take care of their parents. So later on, Sang's father and Sang's monther stopped bringing it up and instead tried to return home more often.
Eventually, Sang's father renovated his old house to make life more convenient for both elders so they could live comfortably.
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