Chapter Seventy-Eight: Fireworks
February 7th, Lunar Month 29th, Chinese New Year's Eve!
The four members of the An family took the car back to the countryside, and the atmosphere of the New Year in the countryside was better.
Chinese New Year's Eve, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
An Yang and Xie Yunqing confessed, then went out alone, took out a motorcycle to no one, and stepped on.
"Xiaoqian, come out."
A figure in a white dress appeared out of thin air, looking at him without blinking, as if smiling, revealing a row of teeth.
An Yang patted the back seat: "Come up!" ”
Xiao Qian obediently sat up.
With a roar, the motorcycle drove along a bumpy country road toward the town, finally stopping outside the town, looking around left and right before putting away the motorcycle and heading down a dark and sloppy path towards the mountain.
It wasn't until she stepped on the top of the mountain that An Yang held her hand: "It's in the beads all day and night, it's uncomfortable, right?" ”
Xiao Qian smiled lightly and said softly: "It's not uncomfortable, you're warm, by the way, what are you bringing me here for." ”
An Yang stopped talking, took Xiao Qian a step forward, and just saw the lights of this town when he went down.
"Have you seen the fireworks?"
Xiaoqian shook her head: "I was born in troubled times, where did the fireworks come from." ”
An Yang smiled and stroked her hair lovingly: "Then you have to keep your eyes open today." ”
Xiao Qian nodded, with a smile in the corner of her eyes.
As if at his words, there was a bang below, and the first fireworks rushed into the sky, suddenly exploding colorful fireworks, and only after the light was extinguished did there be a deafening muffled sound.
"Bang!"
Xiao Qian held her breath, and her eyes reflected this fleeting firework, which was so dazzling in the night sky.
Immediately after that, the second shot lifted into the air, and the glory of the previous fireworks was repeated.
Like a signal, every household in the town lit the prepared fireworks, and as the muffled sound continued to explode, the sky became a stage of thousands of flowers for a while, and the night was also illuminated, reflecting Xiaoqian's beautiful face flickering brightly and darkly, and the stars in her eyes sparkled.
An Yang put his arm around her shoulders, and she also wrapped her arms around An Yang's waist, and the two snuggled together in the cold wind, with the night sky and fireworks constantly intertwined in the background.
"Is it pretty?"
"Beautiful!"
In fact, the fireworks in the town are not as good as those in the former Yancheng, but Xiaoqian is already very content, and this is the only time she has watched fireworks.
There was a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.
Due to the national fireworks ban, it is difficult to see fireworks in the city, but the countryside and the town can not care about these, how to celebrate, how to be happy, how to be happy, and the fireworks alone are more lively than Yancheng.
It lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, and the fireworks gradually thinned out, and Xiaoqian was still reminiscing until Anyang pulled her down.
"Let's go buy a few boxes too!"
Xiao Qian's eyes widened suddenly, but she was still restrained, and followed him with excitement: "Okay...... All right! ”
……
When Anyang returned home, it was already eleven o'clock, fortunately it was Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone was watching the Spring Festival Gala, but the door closed early in the countryside, and An You came to open the door for him with an impatient face.
Well, in fact, it is not too early to close the door in the countryside, compared to not opening the door all day and night in the city......
Xie Yunqing said: "Why did you come back, we have let off the fireworks." ”
An Yang carried a bag of raisins and pistachios and put them on the table: "If you let it go, let it go, I'm not uncommon with this." ”
An You sneered: "Pretending to be ......"
Anyang didn't care, he took out his mobile phone, when he was crazy with Xiaoqian just now, the mobile phone rang non-stop, and he didn't answer, now he goes home to see who called him, and if necessary, he has to call back one by one.
Qin Lao?
Old man Ho?
It's eleven o'clock at this time, and the old man is probably asleep, so he still sends a text message and calls back tomorrow.
Ji Weiwei, this has to be beaten!
"Hey, 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 just a short time ago, and she told me, where have you been? Don't talk about bubble girls! ”
"Uh...... I went to enjoy the fireworks for a while. ”
"Yo, it's full of mood...... You lie to the ghost! ”
"Can you still call happily, shouldn't you wish me a happy Chinese New Year's Eve, 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, this one has to be fought too!
The call was answered quickly.
"Hey, Snow ......"
"Brother Anyang is good ~ Happy Chinese New Year's Eve!"
"Well, you're happy too......"
"What is Brother Anyang doing?"
"I'm not calling you."
“…… Before I say it! ”
"Oh...... Call someone else. ”
“…… What about other than calling? ”
"There were a lot of fireworks before I called."
"Ah......h I'm so happy, I really want to set off fireworks, but now Yancheng is not allowed to set off fireworks. ”
"If you have time, follow An You to our countryside, let it go."
"Okay......"
Chatting with this girl is usually a bit of saliva, Anyang feels very boring, but she is very interesting, but listening to her clear and pleasant voice is still quite enjoyable, especially when this beautiful girl sweetly calls Anyang brother, the sense of vanity is bursting!
Next, Song Hanshan, it is reasonable to return!
"Hey, Anyang?"
"It's me."
"Ha, I thought you deliberately didn't answer my phone."
"Why, I'm just a little busy."
"Well, I don't mind, I wish you a happy new year."
An Yang looked up at the time, only to find that it was already twelve o'clock, and a burst of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside.
"You too, Happy New Year, and good luck in the new year."
"Haha, your words can be regarded as speaking to the bottom of my heart."
……
After hanging up the phone, An Yang just wanted to pack up and go to bed, but he didn't expect another phone call to come, and he was slightly stunned.
"Old Qin, haven't you slept so late?"
"No, I can't sleep because of a bunch of juniors, and I called when I received your text message, but it's always busy."
"Just called, happy new year, you."
"After so many years, every year I get a year older, what is there to be happy about."
"Look at what that's said."
"Haha, it's cold, it's late, my body can't stand the toss, or you are outsiders, you are not afraid of getting old, it's not easy to know you, what's the matter, let's come out for a meal after the New Year?"
"You've always spoken, how can I refuse!"
"Okay, I'll contact you then, you're a master!"
……
Putting down the phone, An Yang frowned and pondered, Elder Qin's attitude towards him is very intimate, although he doesn't know his identity, but there must be someone like him on Chinese New Year's Eve who gives him blessings, and there are definitely not many people who can make him call.
What did he want?
Or is it just to catch a qigong master, just in case it happens later! But the problem is that I'm not a qigong master at all......
One night passed, the first day of the new year.
An Yang sealed a red envelope for the little boy of his nephew's generation, and in the morning he ate the rice balls wrapped with coins, and began to go out for a walk with An Guoshu, Xie Yunqing, and the An family.
What is the most tiring during the New Year's holidays......
He is almost twenty-four years old, and he should have a child at this age in the countryside, and he doesn't even have a girlfriend. So, there was an endless stream of enthusiastic Obasang who asked him about the situation, and he actually wanted to take the red envelope from the introducer......
In the afternoon, Anyang's second aunt's family also came back, Anyang and An were idle and bored in the kitchen baking sweet potatoes, of course he was burning, An You watched him burn, and by the way, he complained with disdain that he burned the sweet potatoes.
It didn't take long for Zhou Yilian to join in the fun, picked the largest one and threw it into the stove.
An Yang looked at it with a painful face: "Is this too big?" ”
Zhou Yilian smiled and waved her hand: "No, no, I didn't eat at noon today, I can finish eating." ”
An Yang picked out the sweet potato again: "No, it's too big, it's not good to bake it on the outside and inside it, go change it to a smaller, good-looking one." ”
"Oh."
Zhou Yilian went to pick sweet potatoes, and An You glanced at the sweet potatoes on the ground: "Then what about this one, throw it away?" ”
Anyang said: "Feed the pigs." ”
An You pursed her lips, but didn't say much.
Sweet potatoes are a treasure in the city, roasted sweet potatoes are several pieces a pound, and in the countryside it is really grass, not to mention the money, many people simply use it to feed pigs.
At night, Anyang slept in a room alone, and Xiaoqian naturally wanted to come to bed, but she could only sleep with him, and she didn't dare to make a disturbance for fear of being discovered.
Anyang was not willing to do this, and his hands were not honest, and he kept touching Xiaoqian's body, causing her to protest again and again, but she didn't dare to resist.
"Don't make a fuss...... How do you explain it when you find out later? ”
"Don't ...... Don't touch ...... Hmmm......"
After a long time, the lips parted, and pulled out a crystal silk thread.
Xiao Qian's breathing was also a little short, and she felt that one hand was constantly kneading in her clothes.
"Don't ...... Don't be here. ”
An Yang understood what she meant, but the current apocalyptic world was daytime, and he couldn't help it, so his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out to Xiaoqian's ear and whispered.
Xiao Qian's face suddenly turned red, and after hesitating for a long time, she still leaned down gently, tried it, and began to swallow.
An Yang narrowed his eyes in comfort.
For a long time, Xiao Qian looked around for a trash can, and finally spit out the things in her mouth, grabbed a bottle of water and rinsed her mouth, which made her feel better.
Facing her resentful gaze, An Yang only beckoned, 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 school, Anyang returned to Jinguan City on the grounds of work.
The New Year's Eve wants Xiaoqian to shrink in the beads all day long, he is really uncomfortable, he wants to spend a good year with her.
He bought dumpling skins, leeks, meat and the like, Xiaoqian made the filling very virtuously, and the two sat on the dinner table and began to make dumplings, and Xiaoqian cooked a few side dishes in the evening.
Although she is not very accustomed to modern seasonings, the taste is still very good, after all, it is too good for women in ancient times to not know how to embroider and cook......
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