Huo Yao smiled sweetly as she nodded to Huo Yulin. "Thanks for the gifts."
Huo Yulin pursed his lips and rubbed Huo Yao's head when he saw her smiling from the bottom of her heart. "Since we are family, you don't have to thank me."
"Uh huh," acknowledged Huo Yao. She sadly carried the box that weighed kilos without any effort and went upstairs.
Despite her misery, carrying the box seemed easy to her.
Huo Yulin went quiet.
Was his skinny little sister really capable of carrying the box of books?
Considering the weight of all the books in the box, even he would have trouble holding it.
Huo Yulin stood where he was and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
**
Before long, it was Chinese New Year's eve.
It was a good year for the Huo family now that everyone had finally gathered under one roof.
