This follows on from A Parcel Is Received and is at the Sung family New Year's party during the lead up to midnight. I haven't written the concurrent episode for Nai yet, but she should be on a train... This piece comes in at 1,635 words and covers prompts for cluudle, Anonymous and sauergeek.

“Wow!” Sung Ming regarded the combined proceeds from the red money ( Read more... )

I wrote this in response to aldersprig's ninth prompt "Nai again: why do they have such a big family?"

“No-one joins the public service to get rich,” Scholar Sung poured tea for his younger brother, “although they may do so for the pension. However, in this day and age it is not possible to obtain a suitable appointment solely on the basis of one’s ( Read more... )

I wrote this in response to cluudle's prompt "Just to jump on a bandwagon, wandered over to read the Nai section you just posted and more would be neat."

Madam Sung opened the front door of the house to two unfamiliar people clad in black scholars’ robes.  “May I help you?”

“Madam Sung, we haven’t met, but I am Xu Mai.  I’m Sung Nai’s year adviser and ( Read more... )

I wrote this in response to aldersprig's first prompt of "More Nai."

After the police had left, Madam Sung cornered her husband in his study.  Cornered is perhaps too aggressive a term, he was reading a scholarly journal and she brought him tea.  When he looked up from his reading to thank her, she asked him, “Sung Kao, do you remember who introduced us?”

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I wrote this in response to aldersprig's last prompt, "more Nai, or ha ri."

“Publicity is the best way to get people looking for your daughter quickly, Scholar Sung,” the policeman pointed out patiently to Nai’s father.

“But we’ve just started trying to find her a husband,” protested Sung Kao.  “Running away from home is not the sort of accomplishment of my ( Read more... )