I followed my parents back to the countryside to celebrate the New Year. I was originally celebrating the New Year happily.
But I didn't expect that the naughty kid in my uncle's family would take an unusual path.
Firecrackers go off on New Year's Eve, and the family welcomes the bears without any fuss.
One bang is the golden dog hair**, the second is the nine-inch-high apple, and the third is the incense burner that blasts grandpa.
When the sparks exploded in the yard, my uncle came out of the hut dressed in yellow.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
