Sharing the same surname and ancestry, there's an ancestral tomb of the great-grandfather where ten thousand kinsmen gather to worship in a distant place, yet in the village, they don't share the same ancestral hall.
Having the same surname doesn't necessarily mean closeness.
Just look at the way these girls look at them; their eyes are filled with disdain!
"You finally made it, we thought you were too scared to come!"
A plump-faced girl huffed, her chubby figure suggesting she might be in her early teens, but she was just 12 years old.
"Pfft, upstarts like you can't compare to our family's wealth, do you see? The red packets from our lion dance are even bigger."
The girl who spoke should also be around ten years old, but unlike the previous plump one, she had a sharp face and a pointed forehead, and her eyes looked arrogantly upwards, resembling triangular eyes.
"Just let them see what true wealth is. To think their family could be called wealthy!"
