Meng Qiwen and Gao Xuan also got along well, and they happened to sit around the dining table for a New Year's Day breakfast.

Later, Meng Guangsha’s family also came over, and everyone wore new clothes and took to the streets.

Shopping is a basic activity for Meng Qiwen's family on the first day of the new year. Meng Qiwen doesn't like to visit other people's homes, so on the first day of the new year, he and his family go for a walk on the streets.

Not far from the house is Xinhuadu Square, which is crowded with people. There are barbecue vendors, people selling Spring Festival couplets and balloons, and people playing games, such as darts and ball throwing.

The real flavor of the New Year is often reflected on the first day of the new year.

Everyone was wearing new clothes. Meng Qiwen was wearing a straight Mao suit, and his silver hair was meticulously combed. Although he was over seventy years old, he was still full of energy and made people look at him.

After walking for a while, Lin Zhiming found that Meng Qiwen seemed to be a little distracted.

"You can go if you want to, look at how absent-minded you are." Gao Xuan said to Meng Qiwen.

"Where are you going?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"The calligraphers at the Confucius Temple learned how to write Spring Festival couplets for people. They write them there every year. Your grandfather has been impatient for a long time." Gao Xuan said.

"I'm not that anxious." Meng Qiwen said awkwardly.

"You go quickly, as long as I tell them, remember to go home for lunch." Gao Xuan said.

"Sure!" Meng Qiwen didn't hesitate, said goodbye to Lin Zhiming and the others and left.

Lin Zhiming and the others walked around until nearly eleven o'clock, and then they returned home together.

Not long after arriving home, Meng Qiwen came back.

What made Lin Zhiming a little confused was that Meng Qiwen's originally meticulous hair was now a little messy, and his straight tunic suit had wrinkles and stains in many places.
Chapter completed!