CHAPTER 793: CHAPTER 790: REUNION

"Take this out, she’s getting anxious."

Grandma handed a plate of fried brown sugar rice cakes to Shen Siyuan.

Shen Siyuan took the plate, not afraid of the heat, he directly picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Brown sugar rice cake is considered a specialty food of Qiong Province, many families make it, but the taste varies, yet Shen Siyuan always felt that Grandma’s brown sugar rice cake was the best, it carried the taste of the New Year, the taste of home...

It’s just that the making process is troublesome, so he only gets to eat Grandma’s handmade ones during the New Year.

Of course, besides Shen Siyuan, his mother Huang Huijuan also loved to eat it.

Just as Shen Siyuan was reaching out to grab another piece, his hand was slapped by Grandma, who said irritably, "Your mother hasn’t even tasted it yet, and you already want to finish it all by yourself."

"Who told Grandma to make it so delicious?" Shen Siyuan laughed.

Then he carried the plate and walked out of the kitchen.

Watching the back of her eldest grandson leaving, Grandma showed a faint smile.

She was very happy.

Because deep down, she always worried that Shen Siyuan’s so-called practice might make him detached, devoid of feelings.

But now it seems, her eldest grandson is still the same, nothing has changed.

As soon as Shen Siyuan placed the brown sugar rice cake on the table, Huang Huijuan impatiently picked one up with chopsticks.

"Can’t you wait a bit, Grandma hasn’t even sat down yet," Shen Siyuan said dissatisfiedly.

"You ate already, and you still have the nerve to talk about me." Huang Huijuan pointed at the oil stain on Shen Siyuan’s mouth, and complained.

"I didn’t eat it at the table, it doesn’t count." Shen Siyuan responded.

Huang Huijuan wanted to say more, but was promptly interrupted by Shen Jianjun: "Alright, it’s the New Year, why are you arguing with your mom? Go check if Grandma needs any more preparations, if not, come and have dinner."

"Okay." Shen Siyuan didn’t argue, and turned to the kitchen.

Actually, most of the dishes on the table were cooked by Shen Jianjun, but every year at the New Year, Grandma would make a few of her specialty dishes.

As for the arguing, it really has nothing to do with the New Year. Dad is always unconditionally on Mom’s side, they are the ones truly in love.

"Grandma, we’re just waiting for you to have New Year’s Eve dinner, stop busying yourself." Shen Siyuan walked into the kitchen.

"Just one more meatball, it’ll be ready soon."

"Wow, I like this one." Shen Siyuan immediately came closer.

Grandma’s meatballs are made with lean meat, water chestnuts, ginger, starch, onions, and more, then deep-fried.

After frying, they’re braised in soy sauce until flavored, in short, they are very delicious.

For the New Year, being round and whole has a good meaning.

"Made especially for you."

"Grandma still treats me the best." Shen Siyuan said.

"Such a big person, still acting spoiled?" Grandma gave him a playful slap on the back.

"No matter how big I am, in front of you, I’m always a child." Shen Siyuan said with a cheeky grin.

Grandma reached out and touched Shen Siyuan’s face, saying quite emotionally: "You, soon after the New Year, you’ll be getting married, yet still so immature."

"After getting married, I’ll have a child, then you can take care of them for me." Shen Siyuan said.

"Good, good, Grandma is waiting." Grandma said, tears welling in her eyes.

"It’s the New Year, don’t cry now, the good days are still ahead."

"You’re right, let’s go, have New Year’s dinner."

Grandma turned off the stove, and scooped the meatballs from the pot.

"Let me." Shen Siyuan quickly reached out to take it.

"Time to eat." Grandma said with a smile, looking particularly cheerful.

When the two left the kitchen, Shen Jianjun and Huang Huijuan sitting at the table quickly stood up.

"Mom, you worked hard."

"Don’t say that to me."

Grandma glared at him, walked directly to the main seat and sat down, right facing the front door.

Just as Shen Siyuan was about to sit down, Shen Jianjun said, "Go set off the firecrackers."

Shen Siyuan could only get up reluctantly, went outside, and saw that firecrackers were already arranged at the door, two strings of firecrackers and two sets of thirty-two-shot door-opening fireworks.

At this point, the muffled sound of firecrackers could already be heard, indicating that others had begun their New Year’s dinner.

Shen Siyuan didn’t delay, he lit the firecrackers directly.

As the crackling sounds began, he instinctively huddled his back and ran back into the house, only halfway remembering that these firecrackers couldn’t harm him now.

Seeing Shen Siyuan return, Grandma picked up her chopsticks and said, "Let’s eat."

With her words, Shen Jianjun and Huang Huijuan just started to pick up their chopsticks, but at this moment, Shen Siyuan looked outside the door and said with a smile, "We’ve got guests, prepare two more pairs of chopsticks."

The three of them, on hearing this, all looked out of the door, but all they saw was smoke swirling and paper scraps flying, there was no sight of any figure.

"Who came?" Shen Jianjun asked in a low voice.

Shen Siyuan didn’t answer, but quickly went to the kitchen and took two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Shen Jianjun and the others silently watched Shen Siyuan, knowing he must have a reason for doing so.

Sure enough, they saw Shen Siyuan forming a finger spell, making a strange gesture, and soon, a Yin Wind rose inside the house, and two figures appeared.

Grandma and Shen Jianjun, upon seeing this, were visibly moved, and immediately stood up, calling out in unison.

"Big Brother."

"Uncle."

The visitors were none other than Shen Siyuan’s uncle Yu Youcai, and beside him was a petite elderly lady.

"Big Brother."

Grandma burst into tears, hurriedly went around the table, and grabbed Uncle’s hand.

"To see you again, it’s so good... so good..." Grandma was so emotional she couldn’t finish her words.

"Alright, it’s the New Year, let’s not cry." Uncle still wore his ever-smiling expression.

"Uncle... please sit... sit and talk." Shen Jianjun hurriedly stepped forward to greet.

"Yes, sit and talk." Grandma, holding onto her brother tightly, urged.

Uncle glanced at the petite elderly lady beside him, Shen Siyuan smiled and said: "This must be Grandma Qiao Zhen, please sit down."

"Oh, I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare, Master, it’s not appropriate for me to be addressed like that..." The petite elderly lady quickly waved her hand, appearing flustered.

It turned out that just now, Shen Siyuan had used a spell to draw the elderly lady into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and as for Uncle Yu Youcai, he had already become a Fan Soul on his last return, being able to be visible in front of people long ago.

Hearing Shen Siyuan address the elderly lady as Grandma Qiao Zhen, everyone else realized that this was the lady Uncle had always longed for.

After a bout of commotion, Uncle and Grandma Qiao Zhen were placed at the main position, with Grandma sitting beside them to accompany.

There’s a saying that the world is vast, but uncles are the greatest.

Moreover, this Uncle had helped Shen Siyuan’s family tremendously when he was alive.

Especially Grandma, in those years, without Uncle’s protection, she wouldn’t have known if she could have made it through those times.

Therefore, the whole of Shen Siyuan’s family held immense respect for Uncle.

"Originally, I didn’t plan on coming, but Qiao Zhen didn’t last through this Spring Festival, so I thought drifting outside wasn’t a solution, and wanted to bring her to meet Siyuan, unexpectedly disturbing you during your New Year’s dinner..."

"Oh my good brother, you’re making it sound like we’re strangers, only with you it counts as a reunion... only with you it counts as a reunion..."

Grandma said, her eyes welling up again.