Yonghe Road

Chapter 48 Long time no see
In the Wang family villa, snoring sounds were heard on the sofa in the living room. Secretary Wang Kai had fallen asleep.

He has been busy for a whole year, and perhaps at this moment, he can finally let go of the burden on his shoulders and fall asleep in relaxation.

Maybe it's because the songs and dances of the Spring Festival Gala on TV are too lively and festive, which helps me sleep.

Wang Zian quietly got up from his side and wanted to get a blanket to cover his father, but was stopped by his mother Bingfen.

"Let your dad sleep in his room." Bingfen said, having already woken Secretary Wang Kai up. "Old Wang, Old Wang, go back to your room and sleep. How can you sleep on the sofa instead of the bed? You don't even know how to sleep..."

Secretary Wang Kai was woken by the noise, his brow furrowed, his sleepy eyes tinged with a hint of displeasure. He looked up slightly, and when he saw it was his wife, Bingfen, his anger vanished. He let Bingfen drag him to his feet, and with slightly heavy steps, he walked towards the room, muttering, "I was having a sweet dream, and you disturbed it."

It sounds like complaining, but also like acting coquettishly.

Ever since the eldest daughter gave birth to a grandson, his wife has been living in her house as a nanny. She only comes back to visit this old man during the Chinese New Year. After the Spring Festival, she has to go back to her eldest daughter's house to accompany her grandson. He can't afford to anger his wife.

His wife was now a guest to him, and he should be polite to guests.

Watching his father being dragged up the stairs by his mother, looking like an old child, Wang Zian couldn't help but smile.

The sound of a girl singing from the TV floated in my ears.

It is a She song.

Like a spring breeze blowing across the heart, or like a clear spring in the mountains, gurgling in the heart, melodious and ethereal, as if it can penetrate the soul.

The singing sounded somewhat familiar, as if an old friend was singing softly.

Wang Zian turned around abruptly, his eyes fixed on the TV screen:

On the Spring Festival Gala stage, lights shone brightly like a galaxy of stars. A young girl, clad in a gorgeous She ethnic group phoenix costume, stood gracefully and elegantly, like a fiery red phoenix from ancient legends. She led the singing at the head of a group of men and women in She ethnic attire.

Under the illumination of colorful lights, the girl is breathtakingly beautiful, like the brightest star in the night sky; the girl's singing is sometimes melodious and lingering, sometimes mellow and deep, and sometimes clear and ethereal, like the hum of the earth and the cry of the mountains.

Wang Zian opened his mouth in surprise.

Spring water!

When he opened his eyes wide, trying to identify whether the person on TV was Zhong Chunshui, the program had come to an abrupt end and the camera switched to the host, who had already started to make an announcement for the next program.

Wang Zian's hands were shaking with excitement. He finally found his phone from under the sofa pillow and called Zhong Ziqi: "Ziqi, did you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

The other end of the line was noisy. First, there was a deafening burst of fireworks, and the distinct smell of gunpowder smoke seemed to drift out of the receiver. Mixed in with the laughter and shouts of people, it seemed as if the entire New Year's Eve was boiling with the sound of firecrackers and laughter.

Amidst the excitement, Zhong Ziqi's voice pierced Wang Zian's eardrums: "What? What did you say?"

It was soon swallowed up by the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks.

Wang Zian had no choice but to ask: "Where are you? I'm coming to find you."

"Filial Piety Culture Park." Wang Zian guessed and understood these five words. He picked up the coat on the sofa, put it on, and walked out.

Bingfen happened to be coming down from the second floor. She saw Wang Zian disappear at the door of the living room and immediately chased after him, asking, "An'an, where are you going? Mom has something to tell you."

While she was babysitting her eldest daughter's grandson, she and her daughter had been planning to introduce Wang Zian to a potential partner. They'd been looking around and had finally settled on a cousin of their eldest son-in-law's family, who was both pretty and charming. They were just waiting to talk to Wang Zian about it before arranging a blind date.

Finally, it was New Year's Eve. Wang Zian didn't have to be busy at the tea factory. Secretary Wang Kai was also asleep and would not disturb the mother and son's private conversation. Bingfen was just about to tell Wang Zian about this, but she didn't expect Wang Zian to run out again.

He didn't even have a girlfriend, so why would he bother running around? "'I'm going to find Ziqi.'"

Wang Zian's men had already left the villa gate. Voices came back from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of a car starting and driving away.

Bingfen's mouth twitched. Her son had already reached the age of marriage, but instead of dating or getting married, he kept getting closer to the youngest son of the Zhong family. Even when the eldest son of the Zhong family had an accident, he accompanied the youngest son of the Zhong family all the way to another place... Could he be...

Bingfen thought of this and quickly turned around and went back inside. She ran up to the second floor and slapped Secretary Wang Kai, who was snoring loudly in the bedroom, awakening him. "Why are you sleeping? Something terrible has happened!"

……

……

In front of the Filial Piety Culture Park, villagers from Baile Village gathered joyfully. Children, clutching small fireworks, ran around happily, their screams and laughter mingling. Adults set off firecrackers nearby, the crackling sound deafening. Amidst the thick smoke, everyone's face was filled with joy and excitement, and the entire village was immersed in a sea of joy.

Xie Anmin hid behind Zhong Ziqi, holding tightly onto the corner of his clothes, with only half of her head sticking out from his side. The joy of being in the city and the countryside made her full of curiosity and desire, but also a little scared.

On the ground, several large fireworks that Zhong Ziqi had bought specifically for her were lined up in a row, like neatly arranged round chairs.

He pulled her out from behind and asked, "Have you ever set off fireworks?"

"I've seen large-scale fireworks shows, but I've never seen fireworks as rustic as yours." Xie Anmin answered truthfully, without any intention of belittling Zhong Ziqi.

What's wrong with dirt? Soil is also something she has never seen before. This time, Zhong Ziqi did not feel inferior, but rather a little proud.

"Then I'll teach you how to set off fireworks."

As Zhong Ziqi spoke, he gently held Xie Anmin's hand and pulled her towards the fireworks on the ground.

Xie Anmin was a little nervous, his fingers trembling slightly. Zhong Ziqi smiled and said, "Great writer Xie is fearless, but he also has moments of fear."

A moment of rudeness resulted in a beating.

Zhong Ziqi was so happy with Xie Anmin's flower punches that he smiled and pulled her hand, holding a lighter and approaching the fireworks on the ground...

With a "hiss", the fireworks were successfully ignited. Xie Anmin screamed with a surprised smile on his face, but he still stood there. Fortunately, Zhong Ziqi quickly pulled him away.

With a "whoosh", the fireworks rushed into the sky, instantly blooming with brilliant colors, as if to blow the night sky apart.

Xie Anmin looked up and saw the lights flashing in the night sky, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

The next moment, she quickly put her palms together, closed her eyes, and made a wish to the fireworks.

Zhong Ziqi looked at her with a smile, without disturbing her, and quietly walked towards the other fireworks, lighting them one by one...

With loud bangs, fireworks bloomed one after another in the night sky, as bright as shooting stars and as blooming flowers.

Zhong Ziqi looked at Xie Anmin quietly. The brilliant light of the fireworks dyed her face with a dreamy color, and her long eyelashes trembled gently in the light and shadow.

I don’t know what wish she made, but it must have been a very long one. The way she looked up and made the wish looked particularly beautiful under the reflection of the fireworks.

Wang Zian stood far away at the edge of the Filial Piety Culture Park Square, watching Xie Anmin and Zhong Ziqi under the fireworks.

At this moment, Zhong Ziqi's face showed a gentleness that Wang Zian had never seen before.