Chapter 78 Fireworks

February 7th, the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve!

The family of four went back to the countryside by car. The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year in the countryside is better. Apart from the tireless greetings from the seven aunts and eight aunts, walking on the street can experience the faint warmth.

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve dinner.

Anyang and Xie Yunqing explained, they went out alone, took out a motorcycle from a place where no one was there, and stepped on it.

"Xiaoqian, come out."

A figure in a white dress appeared out of thin air, looking at him without blinking, with a smile that was not a smile, revealing a row of teeth.

Anyang patted the back seat: "Come up!"

Xiaoqian sat up obediently.

The motorcycle made a roar and drove along the bumpy country road to the town, and finally stopped outside the town. After looking around for no one, they put away the motorcycle, and the two went up the mountain along a dark and sloppy road. .

It wasn't until she stepped on the top of the mountain that Anyang held her hand: "I'm in the beads all day long, isn't it hard to hold back?"

Xiaoqian smiled shallowly and said softly, "It's not uncomfortable, you're warm, by the way, why did you bring me here."

Anyang stopped talking, and took Xiaoqian a step forward, just to see the lights in this town dim.

"Have you seen fireworks?"

Xiaoqian shook her head: "I was born in a troubled world, where did the fireworks come from?"

Anyang smiled and caressed her hair lovingly: "Then you have to keep your eyes open today."

Xiaoqian nodded, with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

As if it was his words, there was a loud bang from below, the first fireworks rushed into the sky, and suddenly burst into colorful fireworks. After the light went out, there was a deafening muffled sound.

"boom!"

Xiaoqian held her breath, her bright eyes reflected the fleeting fireworks, so dazzling in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, the second shot took off, and the brilliance of the previous firework continued again.

Like a signal, every household in the town lit the prepared fireworks. As the muffled sound continued to explode, the sky turned into a stage full of flowers, and the night was also illuminated, reflecting Xiaoqian's beautiful face. Bright and dark, the stars twinkling in the eyes.

Anyang hugged her shoulders, and she also took advantage of the situation to wrap her arms around Anyang's waist. The two cuddled together in the cold wind, with the constantly interlaced night sky and fireworks in the background.

"Does it look good?"

"nice!"

In fact, the fireworks in the town are not as good as those in Yancheng, but Xiaoqian is already satisfied. This is the only time she sees fireworks.

There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

Due to the national fireworks ban, it is difficult to see fireworks in cities. On the contrary, in rural areas and towns, no matter what happens, no matter how festive it is, no matter how happy it is, the fireworks alone are more lively than Yancheng.

It continued until nine o'clock in the evening, and the fireworks gradually faded, and Xiaoqian was still thinking about it until Anyang pulled her down.

"Let's go and buy a few boxes to store!"

Xiaoqian's eyes widened suddenly, but she restrained herself and followed behind him with excitement: "Okay... okay!"

...

When Anyang got home, it was already eleven o'clock. Fortunately, it was New Year's Eve. Everyone was watching the Spring Festival Gala, but the door closed early in the countryside, so Anyou came to open the door for him impatiently.

Well, in fact, it is not too early to close the door in the countryside, compared to the city that does not open the door all day long...

Xie Yunqing said: "Why did you come back, we have let go of the fireworks."

Anyang put a bag of raisins and pistachios on the table: "If you let it go, let it go. I don't care about this."

Anyou sneered: "Pretend..."

Anyang didn't care, he took out his phone. When he was crazy with Xiaoqian just now, the phone kept ringing, and he didn't answer it. Now he went home to see who had called him. Hit back.

Old Qin?

He old man?

It's eleven o'clock now, and the old man is probably asleep, so let's send a text message and call back tomorrow.

Ji Weiwei, this must be fought!

"Hello, Vivi?"

"Ah... this goddess has been waiting for your call for a long time!"

"This... I just went out for something and didn't get a call."

"I know, I called my aunt not long ago, and she told me, where have you been? Don't say you went to a girl!"

"Uh... I went to watch the fireworks for a while."

"Yo, it's full of emotions...you lie to the ghost!"

"Can you still make a happy phone call? Shouldn't you wish me a Happy New Year's Eve? May I wish you a Happy New Year in advance?"

"Okay, WeChat, I'll wait for your red envelope!"

"..."

...

After hanging up, Anyang continued to flip.

Xiao Xue'er, I have to fight this too!

The call was connected quickly.

"Hey, Snow..."

"Hello Anyang brother~ Happy New Year's Eve!"

"Uh, you're happy too..."

"What is Brother Anyang doing?"

"I'm not calling you."

"...Before I said it!"

"Oh...to call someone else."

"...other than calling?"

"Before the call, there were a lot of fireworks."

"Ah...! I'm so happy, I really want to set off fireworks, but now Yancheng is not allowed to set off fireworks."

"Follow Anyou to our countryside when you are free, leave enough."

"OK……"

Chatting with this girl is usually just slobber. Anyang finds it boring, but she is very interested, but listening to her clear and sweet voice is quite enjoyable, especially when this beautiful girl sweetly calls her brother Anyang, she has a sense of vanity. Exploding!

The next one, Song Hanshan, should come back because of love and reason!

"Hello, Anyang?"

"it's me."

"Ha, I thought you didn't answer my call on purpose."

"Why, I'm just a little busy."

"Well, I don't mind either. Happy New Year to you."

Anyang looked up at the time, only to realize that it was already twelve o'clock, and a burst of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside.

"You too, happy new year and wishing you a fortune in the new year."

"Haha, your words can be said to go to the bottom of my heart."

...

After hanging up the phone, Anyang just wanted to pack up and go to bed, but he didn't expect another phone call, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Elder Qin, haven't you slept so late?"

"No, I couldn't sleep because of a bunch of juniors. I called when I received your text message, but the line has been busy."

"Just called. Happy New Year to you."

"It's been so many years, and every year I'm one year older, what's there to be happy about."

"Look at that."

"Haha, it's cold and it's too late, I can't stand the toss with my body, it's better for you, the worldly experts, I'm not afraid of getting old, it's not easy to get to know you, what's the matter, let's come out after the new year Have a meal?"

"You've already spoken, how could I refuse!"

"Okay, then I will contact you, you are a master!"

...

Putting down the phone, Anyang frowned and pondered. Old Qin has a very close attitude towards him. Although he doesn't know his identity, there must be people who wish him well on New Year's Eve like him, and there must be not many people who can make him call. .

What does he want to get?

Or simply want to catch a qigong master, just in case something happens in the future! But the problem is, I am not a qigong master at all...

The night passed, the first day of the new year.

Anyang sealed red envelopes for the nephew's little boy, ate dumplings with coins in the morning, and started to go out for a walk with An Guoshu, Xie Yunqing, and the An family.

What's the most tiring thing during the New Year's holiday...

He is almost twenty-four years old, and he should have children at this age in the countryside, but he doesn't even have a girlfriend. So, there was an endless stream of enthusiastic Obasan asking him about his situation.

In the afternoon, Anyang's second aunt's house also came back. Anyang and Anyou were bored and roasted sweet potatoes in the kitchen. Of course, he was cooking. Anyou watched him cook, and by the way, he complained disdainfully that he scorched the sweet potatoes.

It didn't take long for Zhou Yilian to join in the fun, picking the biggest one and throwing it into the stove.

Anyang looked hurt: "Is this too big?"

Zhou Yilian smiled and waved: "No, no, I didn't eat at noon today, I can finish it."

Anyang picked out the sweet potato again: "No, it's too big, it's burnt on the outside and it won't bake well on the inside, go for a smaller one that looks better."

"Oh."

Zhou Yilian went to pick sweet potatoes, An You glanced at the sweet potatoes on the ground: "Then what about this one, throw it away?"

Anyang said, "Feed the pigs."

Anyou pouted, but didn't say much.

Sweet potatoes are a treasure in the city. Roasted sweet potatoes are worth a few pieces per pound. In the countryside, they are really grass. Regardless of money, many people simply use them to feed pigs.

At night, Anyang slept alone in a room, and Xiaoqian naturally wanted to sleep with him, but she could only accompany him to sleep, for fear of being discovered and afraid to make a noise.

Anyang was not reconciled to this, and his hands were not honest. He kept touching Xiaoqian's body, causing her to protest again and again, but he did not dare to resist.

"Don't make trouble... How do you explain when you are discovered later?"

"Don't...don't touch...uh..."

After a long time, the lips parted, and a crystal silk thread was pulled out.

Xiaoqian's breathing was also a little short, and she felt that one hand was constantly kneading under her clothes.

"Don't...don't be here."

Anyang understood what she meant, but it was daytime in the apocalyptic world, and he couldn't help it. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he reached into Xiaoqian's ear and whispered something.

Xiaoqian's face suddenly turned red, and after hesitating for a long time, she leaned down gently, tried it, and then began to swallow.

Anyang narrowed his eyes in relief.

For a long time, Xiaoqian looked around for the trash can with something in her mouth, and finally spit out the contents of her mouth, then grabbed a bottle of water and rinsed her mouth, which made her feel better.

Facing her resentful eyes, Anyang only waved, and she obediently climbed onto the bed and lay in his arms, quiet and tranquil.

With a snap, the lights turned off.

In the third year of junior high, Anyang returned to Jinguan City on the grounds of work.

The New Year's Eve asked Xiaoqian to shrink in beads all day long. He was really uncomfortable. He wanted to spend a good New Year with her.

He bought dumpling skins, leeks, meat, etc. Xiaoqian prepared the fillings very virtuously, and the two sat at the dinner table and started making dumplings. In the evening, Xiaoqian cooked a few side dishes.

Although she is not very used to modern seasonings, the taste is still very good. After all, women in ancient times did not know how to embroider and cook.

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