When the living room doors were opened, little Mingzhu's eyes were widened. She was old enough to recall that every time she went to a gathering like this, filled with adults, trouble always found her and her mother.
She looked from the many relatives to her mother. Her small hand reached out and tugged at Mei Mei's shirt. "Mommy, they are many. Why?" She asked, her big eyes filled with caution.
Mei Mei leaned towards her with a reassuring smile. "We have a big family, mommy's family. You have met some of them before when mommy was in the hospital. Do you remember them?"
She bit her bottom lip and nodded slowly. "Mommy, how many relatives do we have?"
Mei Mei decided to just mention the number of people in her family chat group. "Mmm, like eighty three."
"EIGHTY THREE!" Mingzhu's tiny fists clenched. It was such a big number, the same as all the babies in her former kindergarten put together and more than the ones in her new class.
