Today, as the long-lasting drizzle began, the temperature dropped rapidly, causing me to see my breath in the air. Before dinner, someone called my dad to invite him to a celebration for a friend's new-born baby. This is common in China—people gathering and feasting for any reason. I found myself sitting at a table surrounded by strangers, aside from my dad. Although there were other kids present, they remained silent. The food was decent, but the vibe didn't sit well with me. To make matters worse, someone even smoked at the table, and no one seemed to take issue with it. Next time, I wouldn't accompany my dad.