Dong Huiying didn’t understand the affairs of the business world, but many of her ideas often had a remarkable effect. For example, the three inns acquired by Shujun, after her design and redecoration, became very characteristic. For instance, on the first floor of the inn, the counter wasn’t filled with furnishings, but with perfumed creams for consignment, crafted by the Dong family’s Little Brother Sannian, the formula of which Dong Huiying and Yun Ge had jointly improved. Additonally, on Balibao there was now a ready-to-wear clothing store, a fragrance powder shop, and a restaurant. But these three shops were not yet in operation; they would open only after the New Year. Shujun was busily on his feet every day. For him, being able to see Baobao upon returning home each day and striving for the future of his family in the daylight, being busy with his own business, was indeed the happiest of days. On the thirtieth of the twelfth lunar month, New Year’s Eve, the Liang family, the Dong family, Yun Ge, and the two or three dozen female soldiers residing in the west side of Purple Garden, as well as Da Bai who played with his friends in the mountains, all gathered in the main hall located in the center of Purple Garden. Everyone bustled about busily for the New Year’s Eve dinner; Shujun had made new clothes for everyone, and everyone was wearing new clothes and shoes, aiming for good omens and a fresh atmosphere for the new year. After eating dumplings in the evening, they began staying up late to welcome the new year. Yun Ge held a small cup of alcohol, taking a sip now and then, finding this kind of warm and plain life truly enchanting. Hong Fei and the female soldiers were dead drunk; some lay underneath the tables fast asleep, while others were gesturing wildly with slurred speech. Dong Feiyan and Xu Wenzhou couldn’t hold out till the end and succumbed to sleep; later, Yun Ge also got drunk and dozed off lightly in her chair. Dong Huiying and the six members of the Liang family stayed up until dawn. During that time, only Shu Yu had a short nap, while the others were very energetic. Several jars of old wine went down their throats, adding to the increasingly lively atmosphere. This wasn’t their first New Year’s celebration together, but its significance was completely different. Everyone was drunk, even Yixuan, who had once prided himself on never getting drunk no matter how much he drank, now had a touch of haze in his eyes after a night of liquor. In the past, the Liang family’s New Years’ were always shrouded in gloom. Times had been tough, indeed, and the New Year’s Eve meal was just a matter of eating something casually; Later, when Baobao joined the family, the New Year’s Eve became noisy with a house full of restless folks, but this year was quite different. As dawn was about to break, Big Brother Liang Zhichen climbed up the ladder to the roof, staggering a bit and nearly falling. Then he reached out his hand to Dong Huiying from the rooftop. Dong Huiying was already as drunk as a soft-shelled shrimp, giggling fuzzily, her rear end dragged by Shujun from below while grasping Liang Zhichen’s hand from above, she was pulled up. Then came the frail Shu Yu, who looked as if she had just woken up; after climbing up, seeing Big Brother and Baobao sitting on the roof, his expression serene yet unnoticeably curling his lips, as if he was complaining about the uncleanliness of the rooftop tiles. Everyone was drunk, was it then ’all the world’s drunk, and I alone am sober’? Liang Shuyu felt a bit upset inside. In fact, he also wanted to drink, such good atmosphere not being enhanced by drinking seemed improper, but due to his poor health, Baobao only poured him half a cup. After drinking it, aside from his cheeks turning slightly red, there was no issue. He glanced at Baobao again and saw her laughing heartily, adorable in her simplicity, sitting in Big Brother’s arms... Shu Yu, wrapped in his cotton clothes, found a spot nearby, laid out a cloth, and then sat down.