wild 1995

Chapter 35
"Wh... bang bang bang..."

Di Ye drove the Jinbei car to Yuncheng No. 16 Middle School where he was a high school student, found an open space at the school gate, and brought down a box of fireworks. He chose two relatively large ones and lit them with a lighter.

Huang Ya didn't get out of the car, but lay down in front of the car window, looked up at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky, and said, "Am I so fragile?"

"I didn't say you're fragile, I'm talking about your mood."

Di Ye had experienced the pain of the death of his parents before crossing, so he understood the feeling of suddenly not having a home, so he said softly: "Do you feel helpless and empty in your heart?"

Huang Ya was speechless, and waited until the two big fireworks on the ground were all set off before she said quietly: "Di Ye, how long are you going to support me?"

"Hold on until you don't want me to hold on, or until I can't hold on anymore."

Huang Ya imagined the scene for a while, stretched her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "When you can't hold it anymore, we are probably in our seventies or eighties."

Di Ye saw that her mood seemed to have improved a lot, so he continued to tease her with a joke: "Not necessarily, maybe in a few years you will become a billionaire lady, your waist is thicker than a whale, and you can crush me to death by turning over. How can I hold on?"

"I don't want such a thick waist."

Huang Ya was amused, and quickly regained her former vigor. She got out of the car and set off all the fireworks in the box with Di Ye. After they were done, she turned her head and looked at the school gate of No. 16 High School, and said, "We will come here to set off fireworks every Spring Festival in the future."

"Okay."

At this time, the BB player in his pocket rang, and Di Ye took it out to look at it, and said, "It's 6:[-], my dad urged us to go back to have dinner, and then watch the Spring Festival Gala together."

"Let's go then."

Di Ye collected the wreckage of the fireworks, repacked them into cardboard boxes, and moved them into the compartment, then sat in the driver's seat, and was about to drive when he heard Huang Ya in the passenger seat oops softly, thinking she had dropped something, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Di Ye, if you keep supporting me, then I will definitely have to work for nothing all the time. If I keep working for nothing, how can I become a billionaire lady?"

"Is your reflex arc too long?"

Huang Ya didn't respond to teasing, but just asked: "Tell me, do you want me to work for you for nothing?"

Di Ye looked sideways and saw Huang Ya staring at him obsessively, his eyes were like clear lake water, lurking with embarrassing ripples, so he let go of the car key and said seriously: "I don't want you to work for nothing all my life, I want you to be with me all my life."

The ripples in Huang Ya's eyes turned into waves, rippling violently, moist and moist.

Di Ye is an old driver, since he made the promise, he stopped talking, leaned over, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "I will stamp you first, and you will be mine from now on."

Huang Ya was stunned by his unscrupulous behavior, and it took a few seconds for her to react. She raised her hand and touched her forehead, blushing and said, "I haven't agreed yet, why do you stamp it?"

Di Ye laughed, pointed to his forehead, and said with a playful smile: "Then you also cover me one, and then we are even."

Huang Ya bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then unbuckled her seat belt, leaned most of her body over, and kissed Di Ye's forehead like a dragonfly.

"Aren't you too perfunctory?"

"Didn't you do the same just now?"

"Don't close the door when you go to sleep tonight, I'll go find you, let's study how to stamp."

Although Huang Ya knew Di Ye very well, she usually talked and laughed freely, but she was a girl after all, so she was ashamed when she heard the words, so she slapped Di Ye and complained, "Why are you so lecherous!"

"Stamping is not lustful, but reconciliation is lustful."

"What is reconciliation?"

"Account reconciliation is when two people come and go to check each other's physical details."

"You are so nasty, you mess up good professional terms..."

The two played and bickered all the way, and they didn't get home until around 7 o'clock. When the New Year's Eve dinner was over, the Spring Festival Gala just started.

In 1995, it was known as the ceiling of the Spring Festival Gala, and the quality was extremely high. Not only did it have classic sketches such as "So Packaged", "Uncle Niu Lifting the Dry", "Speak If You Have Something to Do", but also produced more than a dozen popular hits of different styles, such as "Spicy Girl", "Water of Forgetfulness", "Smiling Face", "Looking at Flowers in the Mist", "A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind" and so on.

Both Di Yongchang and Zhang Xiuzhi are used to going to bed early and getting up early, and they went to wash and go to bed around 10 o'clock. After the door of the master bedroom was closed, Di Ye leaned against Huang Ya, put his arms around her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Let's study how it feels to be a couple first."

Huang Ya hadn't been in a relationship yet, she wasn't used to intimate contact, her body became stiff all of a sudden, she reminded in a low voice, "Your parents will see you."

"What does it matter if you see it?"

Infected by Di Ye's indifferent attitude, Huang Ya gradually relaxed, twisted and tossed for a while, chose the most comfortable position, curled up in his arms and continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The highlight program of the 1995 Spring Festival Gala, Di Ye, had been watched many times before Traveling, and it had long lost its freshness, so while playing with Huang Ya's hair, he talked about arranging Huang Zongshan to go to Guangdong Province to purchase CDs.

"Your brother is not a good guy. If he stays at Radio 3 Factory and fools around with dubious people, he will go to prison sooner or later. So I asked him to go to Guangdong Province a few times to see the world and see how big the world is. If he gets out of it in the future, he will be an explanation to your father."

"Can Xiaoshan do it?"

"I think that although he is strong, he is not superstitious about his own skills. He is quite clear-headed, so there should be no problem. Moreover, he is not going alone, and Bi Wanxi and Xu Chaobo will help take care of him."

"Then let him try. What about Xiao Hai?"

"Huang Zonghai is only in the freshman year of high school, so there is no need to rush to make arrangements. Moreover, he is cowardly, lazy and indolent. He can't do big things, and he can't do bad things. If he doesn't pass the college entrance examination, we can open a small shop or restaurant for him, and just live in peace."

"Alright."

"If your mother comes to make trouble with you in the future, do you know what to do?"

"Yes, you can choose one of three options: call the police, ask Xiaoshan to clean up, or let you clean up. Anyway, I will treat her as a stranger."

"clever."

The two cuddled each other, chatted, watched the Spring Festival Gala, and waited until 12 o'clock when the New Year's bell struck. Di Ye stood up from the sofa and said, "Don't watch, go to bed, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Huang Ya didn't want to finish it, she sat on the sofa without moving, and said, "Go and wash up, I'll watch it later."

After Di Ye went to the bathroom to wash up, he came out and found that Huang Ya was gone, but the door of his own room and the door of Old Wu's house opposite were both open, so he walked over.

Old Wu's family went back to the countryside for the New Year a few days ago, and Huang Ya lived alone in the second bedroom. Di Ye pushed open the door and saw her putting on makeup in front of the mirror, trying to cover up the faint scratches on her face.

"Don't worry, it's just a slight trace. My mother applied ointment to you, and you'll be fine in two days."

"Oh, how did you get better so quickly."

Huang Ya put down the mirror, straightened her petite body like a soldier, blushed and said, "Aren't you going to study how to stamp? Come on."

When Di Ye heard this, it was as if the big bad wolf had seen the little white rabbit. He stepped forward and hugged Huang Ya in his arms, bowed his head, and gave a romantic wet kiss in the style of "Gone with the Wind".

"Uh...uh...there is no one with such a seal, the status is not equal, it is not fair."

"Then I'll find you a stool?"

"No, sit down and let me study how to stamp from above."

When eating breakfast the next day, Zhang Xiuzhi saw that Di Ye and Huang Ya's eye circles were dark and they hadn't slept well, so she asked, "What time did you two watch the Spring Festival Gala last night?"

The two had ghosts in their hearts, so they rushed to answer at the same time, but there was no tacit understanding at all. One said 12 o'clock, and the other said 1 o'clock.

Di Ye had no choice but to use his ability to make up nonsense, and said: "When we saw 12 o'clock, Huang Ya suddenly remembered that there was something wrong with the VCD player's accounts, and asked me to accompany her to reconcile the accounts. It turned out to be correct for a whole hour, and I didn't go to bed until 1 o'clock."

Di Yongchang believed it was true, and asked concerned: "Is there any problem with the accounts?"

"No problem, the total is correct, but there are a few small mistakes in the details, and it will be fine after it is corrected."

Since Bi Wanxi and the others needed to use the Jinbei car to go to Guangdong Province, after breakfast, Di Ye sent Huang Ya to work in the Town God's Temple and returned the car by the way.

On the way, Huang Ya complained: "Why do you have to find an excuse to reconcile accounts?"

"What happened to the account reconciliation?"

"We obviously didn't reconcile the accounts last night!"

Di Ye is usually used to glibness, so he forgets many jokes after he finishes telling them. He was stunned for a moment before remembering the metaphor of talking nonsense on the way home last night. He couldn't help laughing, and said, "Sooner or later, we have to reconcile the account. Why don't we study it tonight besides stamping the stamps."

"Stamping is fine, but reconciliation is not."

"why?"

"Don't forget that you have a girlfriend."

"Don't forget that I'm still a big carrot."

　Thanks to the book friends who "want to be a good person" for their reward and support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)