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"boom--!!!"

The moment that eight-inch "Golden Jade Hall" high-altitude firework exploded hundreds of meters in the air.

Time seemed to stand still.

The whole world has fallen silent.

All that remained before everyone's eyes was a dazzling, blinding gold!

It was a giant golden peony with a diameter of over 100 meters!

Each petal is composed of countless tiny golden specks of light, exuding an unparalleled elegance and nobility, reigning supreme above the dark night sky.

That domineering light instantly swallowed up the stars and moon in the sky!

The entire Jiangjia Village, along with the surrounding fields and distant mountains, was illuminated as brightly as day by this enormous golden peony, revealing every detail!

Sun Yumei froze completely.

Countless emotions, like a spilled bottle of mixed flavors, surged wildly in her chest.

Sun Yumei could no longer stay there.

No one paid attention to her departure.

Because, the second shot, the third shot... came one after another!

"The Phoenix Soars Through the Nine Heavens!"

"A riot of colors!"

"Golden Falls!"

One after another, top-tier fireworks, more dazzling and breathtaking than the last, burst open in the night sky!

A red phoenix spreads its wings in the sky.

A sea of ​​purple flowers blooms in the clouds.

A golden waterfall cascades down from the night sky!

This visual feast, built on a foundation of money, completely shattered everyone's imagination.

This is no longer a celebration of the New Year.

This is clearly a declaration to the entire sky of a family's powerful rise!

As the afterglow of the last firework gradually faded away.

The night sky finally returned to its original tranquility.

But everyone's hearts remained unsettled for a long time.

The strong, pungent smell of gunpowder in the air now smelled like the finest aromatherapy, intoxicating and delightful.

The villagers who had gathered around still craned their necks, unwilling to look away from the sky for a long time, as if they were still savoring the miraculous scene they had just witnessed.

A rare tranquility descended upon the Jiang family compound.

Jiang Jianjun leaned against the door frame and silently lit a cigarette. The flickering light obscured the expression on his face.

Wang Xiuying nestled beside him, her eyes red-rimmed, whether from the smoke or something else, it was hard to tell.

Jiang Chen looked at the tranquility after the commotion and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He took the last batch of "New Year's goods" out of the truck.

It was a bundle wrapped in colorful paper, several times longer and thicker than ordinary sparklers, a specially made "sparkler".

This thing doesn't have the same impact as those fireworks.

But it is beautiful enough.

"Lingling, come here."

Jiang Chen waved to his younger sister, who was still excited.

"elder brother?"

Jiang Ling skipped over, her little face flushed red by the fireworks, her eyes sparkling.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, but squatted down, took one out of the bundle of sparklers, and handed it to his sister.

Then, he gently lit the fuse with a windproof lighter.

"Sizzle—!"

It was accompanied by a soft sound.

A cluster of golden sparks, several times brighter than ordinary fireworks, suddenly burst forth in Jiang Ling's hand!

The dazzling sparks were like a handful of crushed stars, or a glittering magic wand.

Wow! So beautiful!

Jiang Ling let out a joyful cheer.

Holding the magic wand, she happily twirled around in the empty courtyard.

Golden sparks, as she danced, drew beautiful and dreamlike arcs of light in the night.

At that moment, Jiang Ling was like a happy little angel who had accidentally fallen to earth.

Her laughter was clear, pure, and without a trace of impurity.

At the gate of the courtyard, Jiang Jianjun and Wang Xiuying nestled together, quietly watching their two children playing in the yard.

On their faces were the most comfortable and satisfied smiles they had ever worn in their lives.

Jiang Chen did not disturb this beautiful moment.

He simply stepped back quietly, raised his phone, and opened the camera.

He pointed the camera at his sister, who was spinning in the light and shadow.

I looked at the parents nestled against the doorframe, their eyes filled with love.

They aimed at the Jiang family compound, its walls flickering with the light of fireworks, a place brimming with the warmth of everyday life.

"Snap!"

A soft sound.

All the beauty is captured in this moment.

In the photo, the fireworks in the distance have not completely dissipated, while the light and shadow in the foreground are warm and dreamlike.

My sister smiled like an untouched fairy.

Although my parents had wrinkles around their eyes, their eyes were filled with a light called "happiness" that they had never seen before in their lives.

As Jiang Chen looked at the photo on his phone screen, a tender spot in his heart was gently touched.

He looked at the long string of numbers in his bank account, representing a fortune of over forty million.

I looked at my phone again; this photo captured a happy moment.

He suddenly realized.

This photo is ten thousand times more precious than that cold, hard number of forty million.

Money is just a tool.

The smiles of his family are the ultimate meaning of his struggle.

Just then, in Jiang Chen's mind, the system's somewhat mechanical notification sound, unusually, took on a touch of warmth.

【Ding! 】

[A shift in the host's mindset has been detected; their understanding of "family prosperity" has evolved from a material level to a spiritual one.]

[Congratulations, host! You have received a special spiritual reward: Family Happiness Index +100!]

[Congratulations, host! You have unlocked the family album feature. This photo has been automatically and permanently saved to the system cloud and will never fade.]

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He put away his phone and was about to call his sister, who was still playing wildly, into the house.

"Dad, Mom, Lingling, it's cold outside, come back inside..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

But he was interrupted by his father, Jiang Jianjun.

"Chen'er, come here for a moment."

Jiang Jianjun stubbed out his cigarette, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat serious.

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat, wondering what his father was going to say next.

He walked over.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Jiang Jianjun looked at him, then at the villagers outside the courtyard who were still peeking and gossiping, and suddenly lowered his voice, saying something that Jiang Chen did not expect.

"Son, Dad has a question for you."

"Is our family really not short of money now?"