A group of little friends with small backpacks and little hats were let out, all chirping and chattering, with some bursting into loud cries upon seeing their parents after holding back their grievances all day.
Nian Yuyu and other parents in the front row stopped chatting and tiptoed with heads lifted, searching for their own children among the throng of little ones.
Niannian was really easy to spot, even though her morning bun had been changed into pigtails by the kindergarten teacher, Nian Yuyu spotted her at first glance—the prettiest kid in the bunch.
She waved her hands without any concern for her image, overjoyed, "Niannian, Niannian."
Niannian looked up, and immediately raised the little red flower in her hand with pride.