"Hey—Min," Grandma, wearing an old-style floral apron, came out after a while. Her eyes lit up when she saw Lin Li getting off the car on the other side, and she spoke in dialect:
"Hey, Lin is here too, you're up early today."
Grandpa passed away a few years ago, so now it's just Grandma at home, but she has a local dog named Huang to keep her company.
At this moment, Huang also ran out, first circling around Wu Min, who was more familiar and often seen these days, then sensed the friendly aura from Lin Li next to him, feeling Lin Li was practically his kin, even more dog-like than himself. The target quickly shifted to Lin Li, circling him again and again, wagging his tail vigorously.
"Yes, Grandma, happy New Year." Lin Li stroked the dog's head, looked up, and replied with a smile in dialect, "Wishing you plentiful New Year blessings, good health, constant laughter, all things going smoothly, peace and happiness every day, Grandma!"
