But after receiving the money, the service will be in place.
His sister said that she was going to set off fireworks, but she was reluctant to go downstairs to set off fireworks.
There are fireworks and firecrackers control in Haicheng. You will be fined if you set off cannons. They can't let go of those flying into the world. So the three people bought a bunch of tops, whirlwinds, and landlords. After lighting them, they threw them on the ground, spinning and crackling. There were colorful sparks, and some even sang while spinning.
The wind was rustling, and it was as cold as a knife. The three of them squatted on the ground and watched the earth spinning and jumping. There was no fluctuation in their hearts.
In the final season, letting his face stand up and say: "Go back."
Qi Ying: "Hmm."
Yu Zhuo: "..."
I think you two are really sick.
When I got home, I finally got warmer. Ji Rang poured several cups of Yu’s traditional drink, Coke and ginger. Yu Zhuo looked at him like a monster, "Don’t you find it difficult to drink?"
Ji Rang: "It's delicious."
Yu Zhuo: "?"
This is one of the dark dishes he hates most. How does this person's sense of taste grow? Why is it as strange as his parents? He didn't bother to care about him, and fell back on the sofa to continue playing games.
Qi Ying accompanies Ji Rang to sit on the sofa and watch TV. They are watching a horror variety show in the decryption category. Qi Ying watched it with gusto. Ji Rang peeled candy from time to time to feed her. It was so warm that Yu Zhuo felt like he was. It seems to be an outsider who is here as a guest.
He wondered if he didn't want to see his sister being so intimate with the boss, and deliberately shouted: "Dad, what are you doing in the kitchen? Come out to watch TV, there is your favorite female celebrity."
With garlic in his hand, Yu Cheng poked his head out of the kitchen and glanced at it, "I've seen this issue. Why are you lying down again, sitting still not sitting! Look at Xiao Ji, give it to me Sit down!"
Yu Zhuo: "..."
So angry!
He glared at the boss aggressively, Ji Rang just turned his head, his icy gaze was not irritating, and Yu Zhuo was immediately stunned, and he went back to play his game when he was wronged.
I heard his sister say: "I don't need sugar, but melon seeds, with five flavors."
The boss's voice was so gentle as the person who killed him with his eyes just now was not himself: "Okay."
Yu Zhuo: I don't want new year's money anymore, now I want to expose this person's true face in front of his dad.
Towards the evening, the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner was finally on the table. Qi Ying asked Yu Zhuo to tell Wu Yinghua about Ji Rang's favorite taste in advance. Several dishes on the table were Ji Rang's favorite dishes.
Yu Cheng and Wu Yinghua have a hearty personality, and they don't make people feel uncomfortable at all. Ji Rang was sitting between Qi Ying and Yu Zhuo, and the family kept serving him dishes and drinks, asking him to be polite and treat this place as his own home and eat more.
For a few moments, it made him feel dazed.
He hasn't eaten New Year's Eve dinner with anyone for many years. He has a tough temper, even the means of revenge. He punishes others by punishing himself, wishing to die together.
After tossing myself for so many years, I even forgot what it was like to celebrate the New Year.
He thought he liked someone, but now he realized that he was actually just used to someone.
Wu Yinghua put the biggest piece of sweet and sour ribs in his bowl: "Xiao Ji, don't froze, eat it quickly, this one should be delicious while it's hot. Auntie is absolutely good at craftsmanship, try it soon."
Ji Rang took his thoughts back and nodded and smiled: "Okay, thank you auntie."
The tradition of the Yu family is to give out New Year's Eve money at the New Year’s Eve dinner table. Yu Cheng took out three red envelopes from the inner pockets of his clothes, first gave them to Qi Ying and Yu Zhuo, and then handed them to Ji Rang with a smile: "Xiao Ji, new In the next year, we must study hard and try to get a good university entrance exam next year!"
Ji Rang was taken aback, and Yu Zhuo said next to him, "No? Don't give it to me."
Yu Chengxu hit him: "Smelly boy, eat your meal! Whenever you can test Xiaoji's grades, I will give you double new year's money."
Qi Ying is right, they are really good.
Ji Rang took the red envelope and whispered: "Thank you, uncle, I will."
Yu Cheng laughed from ear to ear.
He was polite and gentle, and after a meal, he became a three-good student in the hearts of the two husbands and wives.
After dinner, Ji Rang wanted to help clean up the dishes, but Wu Yinghua drove him back and let the three children play by themselves. It depends on whether you have to go out for the Spring Festival Gala or New Year's Eve. Just take care of your safety.
Last year, Haicheng had a New Year's Eve firework show, and this year it has a countdown clock. It is a real big bronze clock, three stories high, and it has been standing on the square in the center of the city.
Several major businesses in the city bid for the qualifications to ring the bell. When the countdown counts down, the bidders will strike the bell. I heard that there will be a whole year of good luck in the coming year.
After all, there is only one qualification to strike the bell. Of course, the more blessings in the New Year are the better. Later, everyone said that those who hear the first bell will have good luck in the coming year. So many people went to the central square to watch the clock strike, waiting for the New Year's Eve.
Ji Rang also took Qi Ying.
Before going out, she ran back to the bedroom and changed her clothes.
He took off his coat and put on the red cloak.
When they came out, even Wu Yinghua and Yu Cheng were dumbfounded: "Yingying, what are you wearing? Cloak? Not to mention it's pretty pretty."
She is very suitable for wearing red.
The skin is white, the facial features are exquisite, and the red is especially delicate.
Ji Rang's eyes sank and didn't say a word. Until the three of them left the house, Yu Zhuo ran to find his classmates. Standing under the dim street lamp, Ji Rang couldn't help dragging the little girl to her.
He rubbed her cheek with his fingers, as if it was not enough, and asked her in a low voice, "What do you do in such a good-looking dress?"
She smiled beautifully, well-behaved and soft: "Wear new clothes for the New Year."
Ji made his fingers tighten.
I want to kiss her in my arms.
The sound of children wiping off cannons came from a distance, and the wind passed by, bringing a burst of gunpowder smoke.
He brushed the corners of her lips with his thumb and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes."
She blinked her wet eyes, then closed obediently.
He leaned down, held his breath, and gently kissed her trembling eyelashes.
"Okay, there is something dirty, I will wipe it off for you." He stood up straight and smiled, took her hand, and took a taxi casually: "Go to New Year's Eve."
Qi Ying pursed her lips and smiled obediently.
The colorful lights in the central square are dazzling, as bright as the day, and the crowds are extremely lively, and you can see the bronze bell in the middle by the fence from a distance. There are also many people who take advantage of this opportunity to make money, and there are food stalls and toy stalls all around.
Qi Ying likes this kind of fun the most. He wants to see everything and taste everything.
Ji Rang followed her.
As long as he watched her smile, he felt that it would be no big deal when the sky fell.
Approaching twelve o'clock in the morning, the scattered amusement crowds gradually moved closer to the bronze bell, and representatives of successful bidders were already in place.
Neither of them wanted to squeeze, and stood in the outer circle with peace of mind, waiting, anyway, they could hear the bell. Ji Rang asked her to stand on the round stone platform and hugged her from behind so that she could see the scene of the bell ringing clearly.
Soon, the countdown began in the crowd. Starting from ten, Qi Ying reacted and shouted with joy.
five! Four! three! two! one!
The vigorous bells rang again and again, like water ripples, swaying in the square circle after circle, and everyone shouted excitedly: "Happy New Year!"
Ji put his arms around her waist, lowered his head to her ear, and muttered like a low voice: "Baby, grow up quickly."
…
After the New Year's Eve, I played in the square for a while, not wanting the Yu family to worry, so Ji Rang sent Qi Ying home.
She hides her slender body under the red cloak, like an elf sneaking into the world from the night, holding the corner of her clothes and asking him, "Shall we go to see the panda tomorrow?"
On the first day of the new year, look at pandas.
Ji Rang smiled and touched her furry hat brim: "Okay."
Walking downstairs in the community, the innocent moonlight sprinkled from the dead branches of Haitang and fell on her in fine pieces. She waved to him, her eyebrows were like crescent moons in the sky, "I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."
She can always make him look forward to tomorrow.
On the way home, I flipped through my phone and received a lot of congratulatory text messages and red envelopes. Qu Dazhuang had a lot of them in the group:
—Brother Jean, I heard that you went to see your parents
-How about it? Is your father-in-law still satisfied with you
—Yu Zhuo, that kid didn't trip you up, right
—My brother-in-law is the most difficult to deal with!
Yu Zhuo, who was pulled into the group by Yue Li: @屈小可愛, rubbish.
@屈小宝宝: Who is this white lotus? Why do you call me rubbish? There is a single out!
@白莲: Middle finger.
The group was making noise, Ji Rang turned over, shook his head and smiled and cursed. After going home to wash and go to sleep, after all, I will accompany my baby to see the panda tomorrow.
The phone rang after four o'clock in the morning.
Ji Rang was confused, thinking he was dreaming, and pinched it the first two times.
The third time I realized that the phone was ringing. I was so impatient that I was disturbed by the dream. I half-squinted and opened my eyes, feeling out of anger: "Hello?"
Ji Qian’s trembling cry came from the receiver: "Arang, Grandpa is going to die."
Ji let up for a while, turned over and sat up from the bed. On the phone, Ji Qian was still crying and told him the address of the hospital.
It was still dark and everything was silent, he hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed out.
The hospital is as bright as day.
On the corridor outside the ward, the people of the Ji family were there, along with many comrades in military uniforms and subordinates.
Ji Qian waited at the elevator entrance with red eyes. When he saw him coming out, he immediately rushed up. Ji made his throat a little tight and asked in a low voice, "Are you still there?"
She nodded and said in a low voice: "The old man seems to...have something to do with her, and she kept hanging on her breath."
Ji Rang ignored the people in the corridor and went straight into the ward.
There were only doctors and nurses inside, and Old Man Ji drove everyone out.
There was a strong smell of disinfectant in the ward, and the heartbeat device was faintly invisible. The old man on the bed half-squinted his eyes, hearing the sound of footsteps, and slowly opened it.
Ji Rang stood still by the bed.
The old man's eyes were muddy. The military body he once was so proud of was now so thin that he could almost see the bones. The vitality had been slowly drained from him. He only hung up and looked at the grown-up boy next to the bed.
He tremblingly stretched out his dry fingers, and tried hard to pull the juvenile's white finger bones.
He remembers that when he was young, his baby grandson liked holding his hand like this the most.
Ji Rang moved for a while, and slowly held his hand.
He opened his eyes hard to see the boy's current appearance, but he couldn't see clearly. There was only a vague light in front of him. The boy had walked away in the light for many years.
The temperature of the boy's palm was transmitted to his heart through his thin fingers.
Fortunately, the boy's hands are still so warm.
He opened his mouth, and the hoarse and faint voice seemed to squeeze out of his throat: "Agen..." The light and shadow began to fade in front of him, and the old man didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, but he still stubbornly looked at the one in the light and shadow. The fuzzy figure wanted to see it clearly for the last time.
It's his whole life in his head.
A life full of honor, and a life of regret and gloom.
A wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was about to die, only to realize that there had been all kinds of things, but there was no chance to make up for it.
That boy has already gone far.
The old man slowly closed his eyes: "Arang... Grandpa was wrong..." A drop of muddy tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, and Ji Rang's hands fell weakly in his palms.
The heartbeat monitor made a sharp beep, and everyone outside the door rushed in.
Ji Rang just stood there, watching the old man on the bed let out his last breath.
The hospital in the early hours of the morning became busy again.
Ji Rang didn't want to talk to anyone, and couldn't hear anyone talking.
He walked out of the ward alone, walked along the corridor for a long time, walked out of the hospital building, and sat down beside the flower bed downstairs.
It's still dark, and the cold wind in the early morning is very cold.
He put his elbows on his knees, and slowly covered his face with his hands.
Did not cry, just a little uncomfortable.
-What is the family motto of the Ji family? Come out, grandpa buys you a gun.
-Loyal and brave! Chongde to good! I serve the motherland in my body, and I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!
—Arang is so smart, go, grandpa buys you a gun. With a gun in hand, you are a small soldier. You must protect your country and family. Remember
-remember! Grandpa, I want the most powerful gun.
—Hahaha good, what does Arang want grandpa to buy!
That majestic toy gun accompanied him for many years, but was later crushed by him.
The phone shook.
It was from Qi Ying.
Ji Rang retracted his thoughts and coughed twice, making his voice not so dull: "Why do you wake up so early?"
The little girl's voice was dim, soft and soft: "I have a nightmare, and I am a little scared."
He chuckled softly: "Don't be afraid, I'll stay with you. Let's sleep for a while without hanging up the phone."
She hummed obediently, as if she had changed her posture, and there was a rustling low voice.
She said: "Then I will sleep."
"Well, go to sleep."
A shallow breath gradually came out of the receiver, once and again, through the phone, brushing the tip of his heart.
It doesn't seem so uncomfortable anymore.