Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1245, page 1134: Little Star

"It was just a casual remark, a bit of banter, we didn't intend to do it seriously, we've already given up," Luo Yihang quickly tried to salvage the situation.

Just as Chiang Kai-shek's attitude was about to soften after hearing this, he suddenly realized, "Wait a minute! How can we cooperate if we abandon you bunch of cowards?"

“You’ve changed all the lyrics,” Shi Qin added leisurely.

Chiang Kai-shek glared angrily.

“This…” Luo Yihang’s eyes darted around, scanning the room before pointing directly at, “It’s all Qiangwa’s fault. It’s all Qiangwa’s fault. He said it was really fun, that it was a rare idea and shouldn’t be wasted, since we never knew when we might need it.”

Qiangwa stared in disbelief, his face filled with shock; he was completely dumbfounded.

Suiwa immediately chimed in, "Yes, it was Qiangwa's idea."

Qiangwa: Shock x2!

Before Qiangwa could speak, Lao Jiang spoke first, pointing his finger at Luo Yihang, "It was your kid who did this."

Wow, Old Chiang isn't so easily fooled after all. Blood rushed to my head, and my intelligence took over again.

Qiangwa immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, that's him, he's the worst."

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time.

In an instant, they split into two groups.

Shi Qin then added an assist, "Who sang the nursery rhyme first? Grey Wolf?"

In an instant, Luo Yihang became the target of everyone's criticism, and even Sui Wa betrayed him.

However, Luo Yihang was not one to be trifled with. He seized on the main issue and casually mentioned, "Old Jiang just proposed to Sister Qin."

Shi Qin's face immediately turned red.

This time it's not Tyrannosaurus Red.

Reminded by Luo Yihang, Su Jing immediately became excited and offered her help, "Sister Qin, Sister Qin, how did Lao Jiang beg? How did he do it so quickly? I didn't even see it. Can you beg him again?"

Shi Qin: ...Do you ask for this thing twice?

Luo Yihang immediately responded, "We can't let Old Jiang get away with this. We can't work for nothing. Brothers, let's get to work!"

Qiangwa and Suiwa responded enthusiastically, and Su Jing also came to help.

The colored lights were poured out and laid on the lawn.

The instrument speaker was moved down and reassembled with a click.

Suiwa got into the car and sped away, disappearing in a flash.

Old Jiang and Shi Qin were both dumbfounded.

No, I really want to ask again.

Weird.

Old Chiang has turned into a purple eggplant again.

He coughed twice, stood up straight, and faced Shi Qin.

She got slapped across the face. "Are you stupid? You actually did it again? Aren't you ashamed?"

Old Jiang thought about it and agreed, then chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head.

Shi Qin sighed softly, silently thinking, "I made this choice myself, what else can I do but change it?"

Thinking about it again, he's usually quite reliable, and occasionally... occasionally his silly antics are kind of cute.

"Sigh, what was your original plan?" Shi Qin changed the subject, trying to wake up Lao Jiang.

It's okay to be silly sometimes, but don't be silly all the time.

As expected, Old Jiang's mind was diverted, and he directly confessed, "It's just about setting up a few strings of colored lights, having Hangwa sing a song to create some atmosphere, and oh yeah, setting off fireworks."

At this point, Old Jiang's face turned purple again. He scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. "Fireworks, well, they're for celebrating after you agreed."

Shi Qin rolled her eyes. How tacky, so tacky.

However, they put their minds to it, making a special trip to Sayram Lake and preparing so much.

He really remembers what I mention to him.

A sweet feeling welled up in Shi Qin's heart, and she asked softly again, "Is that all?"

Old Jiang shook his head, "That's all..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shi Qin rolled her eyes.

Then a series of loud bangs echoed from the lakeside.

Old Jiang exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

Then he quickly explained, "I really don't know."

A cloud of mist suddenly rose from the lakeside, spreading with the evening breeze towards Old Jiang and his companion, quickly enveloping them in a hazy fog.

The colorful lights on the ground lit up, twinkling like a galaxy. The atmosphere was instantly created.

In the fog, a figure quietly crept up behind Chiang Kai-shek, and then something was slipped into Chiang's hand.

I looked up and saw a huge bouquet of red roses.

It's vulgar, it's flamboyant, it's passionate.

Old Jiang, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, knelt down on one knee, holding flowers in his hands.

Shi Qin snatched the flowers away and tapped Old Jiang's forehead with her finger. "You rascal, still saying you weren't prepared. Liar."

He called me a liar, but his face was beaming with joy.

She is more beautiful than the flowers.

Old Jiang suddenly fell over.

Satisfied, Su Jing quietly slipped away.

Then the sound of a piano began...

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, I'll be shining for you tonight."

"It's not a fairytale dream, it's the eyes that watch over me."

"The sky lanterns I counted in my childhood have become an eternal ring."

"Please give me your left hand to catch the falling meteor."

"Fold a paper boat from childhood, filled with vows under the starlight."

"Place it in your clasped hands and let it anchor in the eternal harbor."

"Fireflies carry lanterns, illuminating the ridges of the future fields."

"Let's plant starlight for the rest of our lives, and wait for it to grow into little stars..."

The fog gradually dissipated, transforming from thick fog into a thin mist.

The lights on the ground were still flashing, twinkling like stars.

A real Milky Way stretched across the sky.

Starlight twinkled along with the lamplight.

There were also two good friends by the lake: Luo Yihang was singing, and Qiangwa was playing the piano.

Shi Qin and Lao Jiang leaned against the campfire, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, tightly embracing flowers, listening to simple folk songs.

"Whoosh~~Bang!" A firework shot into the night sky from afar, exploding into a dazzling display of light and color.

Then came the second one, the third one, and they kept coming together in clusters...

"Did you also prepare this children's song?"

"No, we've prepared 'Sunny Homebody,' 'Love Is You,' 'A Little Sweet,' and 'Little Apple.'"

"Uh... nursery rhymes are nice too."
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The song "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" was sung three times, then "Little Apple" was sung instead.

Then, at the protagonist's request, they switched back to the little star.

Twenty minutes later, the last firework lit up the night sky.

The rumbling, roaring trucks burst out of the night.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Su Jing jumped out, smelling strongly of fireworks.

He dashed towards the fire in a flash.

As it approached, it suddenly stopped and listened intently for a while.

He clapped his hands and cheered, "Haha, it's my little star's song!"

After cheering, he continued running, sat down next to Shi Qin, and leaned over to look at Lao Jiang. "Lao Jiang, you used Little Star to propose, didn't you? My Little Star is your matchmaker with Sister Qin, don't forget that."

...What does this have to do with anything?

Su Jing is really shameless.

Old Jiang happily agreed, "When we have the banquet later, I'll have my godson sit at the head table."

Then he got hit on the ribs, quite hard, and he winced in pain.

Painful yet joyful.

Luo Yihang also ran over and showed off to Lao Jiang, "How about that? Pretty awesome, right? I bribed Xiao Zhao with half a pound of tea and got the lyrics specially changed for you. Only the two of you have this, it's one of a kind."

Old Jiang nodded happily, giving a thumbs up, "Awesome! I'll report it to you later. We'll put this at the banquet and have Xiao Zhao sit at the head table too..."

"Ouch~~" Another blow to the ribs...

(End of this chapter)