"Mother, don't we stop by for shopping? Why do we have to be in a hurry anyway? I want to try the sandy cakes that are sold in the center of town."
Tang Yuan looks like ignoring her son's words. The coachman lowers the steps and Er Niang helps Tang Yuan get into the carriage.
"Don't overdo things, we're almost late for going home. Your birthday is in ten days and Mother hasn't prepared anything yet. Your clothes haven't been sewn yet. Then all the food must be tested first. Ouch, Mother is very busy Hong"
Hong though with a sullen face followed his Mother to get into the carriage.
"This mother is too much. I still can wear use last year's clothes right?"
Tang Yuan squeaked.