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Shi smiled and waved: "Let's all go out and play. Zhi'er and I will just make dumplings. e3"
Shuanzi had already dressed up and ran to the yard to wait. Hehua and Bonin also cheered and went back to the house to put on their coats. Only Jasmine stayed still and said, "You go ahead, I'll help mom make dumplings."
He Hua was about to say, why are you pretending to be sensible? In the past, when have you been acting like a wild boy when you fired off firecrackers? However, seeing that Jasmine's expression didn't look like she was being hypocritical, she then thought about how she was going to get married next year. She was afraid that she would stay after thinking of this. So I swallowed back what I almost shouted, made a face at Mrs. Fang and said, "Mom, since the eldest sister stayed here to fulfill her filial piety, I will really go out to play."
"You're the only one who talks too much, go quickly." Seeing a few children running away like wild horses, Fang turned around and couldn't help but said, "Even Chapter 212: Secret feelings under the fireworks... I don’t even know how to wear it, my hands are so cold.”
Jasmine saw that Mr. Fang seemed to want to go out to see her off, so she stopped her and said, "How can they wear cotton muffs when they go out crazy? They lose them every Chinese New Year, and they all come back covered in sweat. Mother, please stop worrying."
Just as Jasmine said, Bo Ning and Shuan Zi ran quickly ahead with firecrackers. Bo Rong asked Liang Zi and refused to go out, so he called Liang Zi and followed the two wild boys, fearing that they would be in trouble. Injure yourself again.
Liangzi looked back at the darkness behind and said, "Didn't Lotus come out with you?"
Bo Rong said without any worry: "Jintang will watch her."
Qi Jintang took out an exquisite small copper hand stove from his pocket, wrapped it in a handkerchief and stuffed it into Lotus's hand. "It's cold outside, be careful of freezing your hands."
"Are there really fireworks at night?" He Hua is thinking about the fireworks at midnight. After coming here for so many years, the thought of fireworks has long been a vague memory in the back of her mind. In the past, every New Year's Eve, she still felt that the sound of fireworks outside was too noisy and there were too many to watch. He didn't pay any attention, and he didn't expect that he would be so excited for a small fireworks display.
"Anyway, when my father came back from someone delivering New Year's goods, there was a cart full of fireworks. They were said to be made by skilled craftsmen from the south. I didn't see any signs of secret love under the fireworks in Chapter 212. , but the old master who came with me from the south said that the thing was very precious and delicate, and he carefully transported it back all the way. My mother said that the old master would put it in the yard before midnight today, and we will just wait and see. "Qi Jintang touched the gift in his sleeve and saw that He Hua's mind had already been on the firecrackers, so he stuffed it back without taking it out. He took her to the grain drying field to watch the village children set off firecrackers.
Borong and Liangzi each held incense sticks to help Shuanzi and Boning light firecrackers. Hehua held the hand stove and tried to cover her ears. After changing several positions, it still felt wrong. More and more people were setting off firecrackers, and the sound of firecrackers was getting louder and louder. It got louder and louder, and suddenly a pair of big hands covered her ears, blocking the deafening sound of gunfire outside. Although her auricles were cold and even numb from the cold, she could still clearly feel the slightly moist warmth in her palms. All the joy and sounds in the grain drying field suddenly seemed to be blocked in another space, and she His heartbeat was beating louder and louder in his ears.
She subconsciously reached out and held Qi Jintang's fingertips. The palm of her hand was simmering hot against the stove. It seemed that all the capillaries were stretched, all the peripheral nerves were mobilized, and the feeling became more and more sensitive. The slightly cool fingertips, the round and neatly trimmed nails, she even felt that she could feel the thin calluses on his fingers that were worn out by practicing calligraphy. They were different from the calluses on her elder brother's palms that were worn out by farm work. His calluses It's slightly rough but soft to the touch, making people feel numb in the palm of their hands.
Hehua is not a serious ten-year-old child. Although she has no love experience in her previous life, she can definitely detect that the hands of two people are intertwined now. It is no longer the familiarity and warmth that she was accustomed to when she was a child. There was a more unusual feeling, and Qi Jintang's considerate care in every aspect also gave birth to a different meaning from that of his brother.
"Second sister, second sister, come here and set off the cannons." Shuanzi stepped on the thick snow and ran over.
Hehua quickly pulled her hands away from Qi Jintang's fingertips, took two steps forward and took off his hands without leaving any trace, supported the stumbling Shuanzi and said, "If you don't know how to walk properly, what should you do if you run and fall?"
Qi Jintang felt a sudden chill on his fingertips. Before he could experience the hot and soft palm, he ran away quickly. However, he was only distracted for a moment, and he took a few steps forward to grab it. Shuanzi's other hand took him to the barn to set off firecrackers.
He Hua stood aside with her hands on the stove and watched them laughing. Until almost midnight, Qi Jintang leaned into Bo Rong's ear and said a few words. He Hua just looked at her elder brother and nodded, and was pulled by Qi Jintang towards the foot of the mountain. go.
"Where are you going?" Hehua asked strangely.
"Just follow me and you'll find out. Just go and make sure you won't regret it." Qi Jintang walked along the path covered with falling snow while holding the lotus. In winter, there are only a few main roads that people in the village often walk, so in addition to the common roads of each house, On the rest of the way to the main road, no one was clearing the snow at all. It had already accumulated a thick layer. Qi Jintang stepped on it and the snow reached his ankles. Fortunately, his boots were high enough. , he firmly stepped on the foot sockets in front, and turned around to tell Lotus, "Stand on the place I stepped on."
As if playing a game, Hehua stepped on Qi Jintang's deliberately large and solid footprints. His feet were naturally much bigger than Lotus, so as long as Hehua stepped firmly in the center of the footprints, he would not let the snow get into her. Small leather boots with short waist.
The two of them walked in tandem like this, slowly but steadily climbing to the halfway point of the mountain. After a long time, they came to the place where the two of them were reading and studying. Lotus stretched out his hand to touch the hole in the tree trunk where the notes were placed, although it had been a long time. She didn't come, but the small piece of oilcloth Qi Jintang laid in the tree hole was still there, and the small stones used to write on the ground were also still there. The sharp and blunt stones were rubbed smooth. She couldn't help but sigh and said: "Everything is ready, but we don't have time to come here."
After waiting for Qi Jintang's answer for a long time, Hehua felt a pair of hands pressing her shoulders, turning her body in the direction of Qi's yard. Before she could recover from her emotions, there was a "Boom... Bang" sound, and a flower bloomed. Big red fireworks bloomed in the sky not far away in front of her eyes, stretched into the most gorgeous and blooming posture, and then turned into red stars all over the sky, shaking in every corner of Qijia Village.
Lotus held Qi Jintang's hand and jumped with joy, watching another bright yellow flower blooming in the sky again, pointing to the sky and shouting: "Brother Jintang, look, the fireworks are really beautiful."
Qi Jintang reached into his sleeve and pulled out a small pendant, a small ingot-shaped embroidery piece, with a blooming lotus embroidered on the black base, and the edges were wrapped with thinly beaten silver pieces. A red rope is tied, changing colors under the flickering fireworks.
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