There are fewer pedestrians on the street than usual, and many shops are closed, but they still cannot stop the atmosphere of the New Year.

Several children were slapping cannons at the entrance of the alley, and suddenly threw them at Qi Ying's feet. Before she could react, Ji Rang kicked the cannon far away and covered her ears with both hands.

She heard Ji Rang-seong's children: "Do you want to be beaten? Try throwing another one?"

She found it very funny.

This person is very familiar with children.

He was already fierce, and adults were afraid of him, so the group of children ran away quickly.

He sent her outside the community, patted the snowflakes on her hat, and said with a smile: "Go back."

Qi Ying looked at him with her schoolbag in her arms, and always felt that the boy was pretending to be relaxed. The man I met just now had a look similar to him, and she guessed that it should be his father.

She had never known before that the conflict between him and his family had reached such a serious point.

Judging from what his father meant just now, it seems that he hasn't been home for a long time to celebrate the New Year.

Have you always been alone?

Qi Ying typed and asked him: Who will you spend the New Year with tomorrow?

Ji Rangxiao: "The people waiting for the New Year with me are lined up for more than ten meters, don't worry." He patted her on the back of her head, "It's snowing heavily, go back quickly. I'm going to buy some New Year's goods before the supermarket closes."

It was getting late, and today should be the last day of the supermarket. Qi Ying was worried that he would miss the time, so she nodded, waved at him obediently, turned around and walked in.

After walking a few steps, he heard him calling her behind him: "Yingying."

She turned around.

The boy put his hands in his pockets of his clothes, stood scattered, and smiled deeply: "Happy New Year."

She also laughed.

When he got home, Wu Yinghua was knitting the noodles to prepare dumplings tomorrow. Yu Cheng was repairing the lantern that was blown by the wind for a few days, and Yu Zhuo lay on the sofa to play games.

The TV at home is on, clamoring, lively and warm.

Wu Yinghua asked her: "Ying, I won't go to the library tomorrow, right? We will go to Wenhua Temple to worship our ancestors in the morning."

She nodded, washed her hands and went to the kitchen to help.

The family went to bed early that night, and Yu Cheng drove them to Wenhua Temple early the next morning. The ancestors of the Yu family used to set up tablets at Wenhua Temple, and they came here every year to worship their ancestors. Now it has gradually become a habit.

After Qi Ying's parents passed away, Yu Cheng also set up a tablet for salvation for them in the temple. He burned paper, lighted incense, and lighted lamps. After the worship, it was already afternoon when he returned home.

Then we started preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Yu Zhuo was so scared that he bought firecrackers and placed them on the balcony, almost scaring his mother to death. Wu Yinghua chased him at home with a rolling pin, and Yu Zhuo hid behind Qi Ying.

Yu Cheng bought Coke and boiled it with ginger, saying that drinking it like this is good for the health. As soon as it got dark, the sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner was on the table.

Yu Cheng gave New Year's money to the two children at the dinner table. At the moment of the New Year, everyone tacitly did not mention Qi Ying's parents, and happily finished the meal and prepared to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The younger generation is becoming less and less interested in the current Spring Festival Gala. Yu Cheng and Wu Yinghua are enjoying it, while Qi Ying and Yu Zhuo are both holding their phones and playing.

Yue Li sent her a 13.14 red envelope and sent her excitedly: "Yingying, how many red envelopes have I snatched! All the ones I just sent to you were snatched by me. I have added a lot of red envelope grabbing groups! Bring you in and join me!"

Qi Ying was instantly pulled into seven or eight WeChat groups.

There are "Haiyi High School and Second Grade Group", "Haiyi Fairies Gathering Place", and "I smoke and fight but I am a good student".

The good student was sending red envelopes in the group, so she clicked in to check it out.

The id asked Qu Xiaoke's cute man to say, "I want to send Brother Jang a exclusive red envelope to express his feelings for him eating instant noodles during the New Year."

Then he sent one piece.

Liu Haiyang said, "Don't go ahead, you can't afford a piece of instant noodles and seasonings, look at me." He posted a 5.2 yuan and asked again, "Brother, have you felt my love?"

Yue Li gave a look of lifting the table: "You snatch my luck red envelope and then send it to the exclusive one? No! Send it out, I want to snatch it!"

Ji Rang sent a red envelope.

Qi Ying quickly poked in and grabbed it.

Snatched ninety-nine yuan.

Ji Rang posted five hundred people, and Qi Ying grabbed the most.

Qu Xiaokeai asked in a collapsed manner: "Who is this seven? I took away my love for me!"

Yue Li: Wow, you are so lucky!

Qu Xiaokeai:……Okay, I admit it.

Qi Ying sent out the ninety-nine dollars he grabbed again, and the group started a new round of red envelope grabbing.

Ji Rang sent her a message: Little fool, it’s yours to grab it, so why do you send it out?

He sent her a red envelope alone.

It is written: New Year's money.

She clicked and saw, 199.

Ji Rang made a string of ellipsis and said: The limit is 200.

Qi Ying could almost imagine that he was going to be proudly 999 hours, but found that he could only 200 hours of anger.

I couldn't help laughing.

When he typed, he asked him: Qu Peng said, you are eating instant noodles.

Ji Rang replied quickly: Don’t listen to him, the sea cucumber and abalone I ate.

Qi Ying: Are you at home?

Ji Rang: Well, watching the Spring Festival Gala, this sketch is pretty good.

Qi Ying: Is it alone?

Ji Rang: No, my friend is here too.

The sound of firecrackers came from time to time outside the window.

Qi Ying looked at the id in the group who didn't talk much and buried his head in the red envelope.

She knew he was lying to him.

He is alone at home, without friends or family.

She felt so uncomfortable.

A news was pushed by the mobile phone. At twelve o'clock in the morning, the amusement square will hold a New Year's Eve fireworks show. All departments are ready to strictly prevent fires and stampedes.

Qi Ying's fingers tightened.

She typed her uncle and said she wanted to go to the New Year's Eve with her classmates and watch the fireworks show.

Yu Cheng refused at first. But Qi Ying repeatedly promised that her classmates would come to pick her up outside the community. And as the early morning approached, more and more people came out for the New Year's Eve. Yu Cheng walked to the balcony and took a look. The lights outside the community were brightly lit, and the children who set off firecrackers and fireworks were running around, so he felt more at ease.

Unable to resist the soft and begging eyes of her niece, she nodded and called Yu Zhuo: "Go to watch the fireworks with your sister!"

Yu Zhuo lay on the sofa and played games: "If you don't go, it's so cold outside, I don't want to move. And she and her classmates, I won't join in the fun, there is a generation gap."

Yu Cheng slapped him a few times on the lap. Qi Ying had already put on her clothes and scarf, and ran to the door to wear shoes.

Yu Cheng had no choice but to explain: "Be careful, come back early."

She nodded and opened the door and ran away.

The first time I was lying, my heart beat so fast, I ran downstairs, stopped a taxi, and showed the address to the driver.

The streets at night are much busier than during the day.

There are young people coming out for the New Year's Eve everywhere, especially the circle close to the amusement square, which has long been crowded.

When we arrived downstairs of Ji Rang's house, there were seven or eight minutes left before twelve o'clock in the morning.

This place is close to the suburbs, which is much quieter than in the city. She ran up the whole way with a large bag of things she bought halfway through.

The jingle of the doorbell is particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

After pressing twice, the door lock slowly opened with a click.

Ji Rang stared at the panting little girl outside the door for a moment, thinking that she was dreaming.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, a beam of fire shot straight into the sky and exploded with a bang.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the fireworks show began.

The happy and excited voice of the Spring Festival Gala host came from the TV in the room: "Three, Two, One, Happy New Year!"

She smiled, with stars flashing in her eyes, and she silently said to him: "Happy New Year."

Ji Rang's heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand. It didn't hurt, but it made his whole body tremble. A sour feeling rushed straight into his eyes. His whole body was tense, gritting his teeth hard, and he pulled the girl at the door into his arms like crazy.

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into the flesh and blood.

She had a sweet fragrance that made him feel at ease. Unlike him, the whole room was filled with an unpleasant smell of instant noodles.

He forgot how long he had hugged her, and he had never developed a greed that was almost bone-burned like he is now.
To be continued...