Chapter 178 Another New Year’s Eve

January 2006, 1, the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year’s Eve.

Li Hongyu burned some red ingots at the big table, and a smell of fireworks suddenly filled the hall.

Zhang Guangzong was in the yard, unrolling a long firecracker and placing it on the concrete floor, and asked Zhang Xiuxiu to tie up the dog.

Zhang Xiuxiu then moved the dog away and asked casually: "Dad, why don't you use a bamboo pole to set off firecrackers?"

Zhang Guangzong smiled and said: "Put it on the ground!"

After tying the dog, Zhang Xiuxiu ran over and asked, "Do you need me to order some?"

Li Hongyu was pouring a bowl of dumplings to pay homage to the door god. When she heard Zhang Xiuxiu's question, she said angrily: "Wait until your brother comes back!"

Zhang Xiuxiu stuck out her tongue and quickly ran back into the house.

Mrs. Guo was curled up on the sofa. When she saw someone coming in when the door opened, she reached for the walking stick next to her and said with a smile: "Xingxing is back!"

Zhang Xiuxiu ran to Mrs. Guo and shouted loudly: "Grandma, it's me!"

When her granddaughter came closer, Mrs. Guo saw the figure in front of her clearly. She put the walking stick back to its place and asked, "Xingxing hasn't come back yet?"

"They said they would come back after the show. Grandma, don't wait any longer. It will probably be past midnight anyway!"

"Oh, I'll wait!"

After Li Hongyu poured libations for the gods, she went into the kitchen again and said to Zhang Xiuxiu, "Xiuxiu, bring the bowl!"

"Oh!" Zhang Xiuxiu nodded and followed to the kitchen.

After a while, bowls of hot dumplings were served on the table.

The family was sitting at the dinner table, waiting for the Spring Festival Gala to start.

After eight o'clock, a familiar melody sounded.

The party that I found very interesting in previous years was particularly boring this year. I just wanted to rush to the next show.

Until the hosts Zhu Jun and Zhou Tao called out Zhang and his party's name, the whole family, except for Mrs. Guo who couldn't hear clearly, straightened their backs.

On the stage, accompanied by the sound of drums, a group of children from both sides of the Taiwan Strait recited in unison:
Juvenile Wisdom is National Wisdom
A rich young man makes a country rich
Youth is strong and country is strong
When young people are free, the country is free...

Then, a figure slowly rose from the center of the stage. Zhang and his party were wearing white sneakers and black casual pants, with a white inner layer and a bright red sweater. They stood upright on the stage, holding a microphone in their hands and sang:
The red sun rises with great light
The river flows out and flows into the ocean

The hidden dragon's scales and claws fly into the abyss
The roaring tiger and all the beasts in the valley are frightened
……

Zhang Xiuxiu moved the small bench in front of the TV, "Hey, my brother is still the most handsome!"

Li Hongyu shouted: "Stay aside and don't block the TV!"

Zhang Xiuxiu quickly moved to the side.

Three minutes later, Zhang and his party finished singing and left the stage.

Immediately afterwards, the phone and cell phone at home began to ring non-stop.

Li Hongyu and Zhang Guangzong picked up calls one by one, all from relatives and neighbors.

“I saw Xingxing’s show, so energetic!”

"Sister, I just watched Xingxing's performance. Will Xingxing come back to celebrate the New Year?"

"Guangzong, hahaha, have a great New Year, we are going to the Spring Festival Gala!"

After answering more than a dozen calls one after another, until another phone rang, Li Hongyu saw that the number belonged to her son and quickly pressed playback.

"Mom, I'm going home now!"

"Hey, ok, ok, it's so dark. If you can't, don't come back. Come back when it gets light!"

"It's okay, you don't have to wait for me, I'll call you when I get home!"

"Then please pay attention to safety on the road!"

"Don't worry! The plane is about to take off, hang up!"

Amidst the roar of the engine, the plane took off into the sky.

Zhang and his party slept with their eyes closed until they were woken up by bursts of exclamations.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Look, fireworks!"

Zhang Yixing opened his eyes and looked out the window.

Under the dark night sky, the ground is lit by thousands of lights, and gorgeous fireworks explode from time to time below, flashing red and golden light spots, as if the sky is full of stars shining on the earth. It is the unique romance of the land of China. By the time we arrived at Zhangjiatang by car, it was already one o'clock at night.

At this time, Zhang Guangzong and the other gentlemen had already finished celebrating the New Year.

As soon as the car entered the village, Zhang and his party saw a figure pacing back and forth at the entrance of the village with his sleeves covered.

Zhang Yixing felt that all the fatigue from the journey had dissipated. He opened the car window and shouted: "Mom, I'm back!"

The firecrackers at home finally exploded.

Reheated dumplings were also served.

Zhang Yixing kowtowed to Mrs. Guo to pay New Year greetings. Mrs. Guo smiled with few teeth left. While smiling, she took out a few old people's heads and handed them to Zhang Yixing. She held his hand and looked at him a few times, murmuring. He muttered: "I've lost weight, I've lost weight!"

……

After the whole family went to bed, Zhang and his party also returned to the bedroom.

Looking at the text messages on his phone, he replied to Zhao Jinmai, then turned on his computer and logged into QQ.

Looking at the QQ show that Zhao Jinmai personally selected for the two of them, Zhang and his party couldn't help but complain.

There was a knock on the door on QQ, and then a video invitation was sent.

Zhang and his party clicked on the video, and Zhao Jinmai wearing headphones appeared on the screen.

Zhao Jinmai asked in a low voice: "Are you sleepy?"

Zhang Yixing replied: "I'm not sleepy!"

Zhao Jinmai smiled, and when he was about to speak, he pursed his lips and started typing on the keyboard.

Zhang Yixing received her QQ message with only a few words: Deskmate, I miss you!

Zhang Yixing looked at her and asked, "Would you like to go to the school?"

Zhao Jinmai nodded, "Okay!"

"Wait for me at home, and I'll pick you up at your door!"

"Ok!"

After hanging up the video, Zhang and his party went to the main room to find the key to the school gate, then rode their bicycles and left home.

If you leave the door unlocked on New Year's Eve, you don't have to leave secretly.

He drove all the way to the door of Zhao Jinmai's house. Just when he was about to call her to shock her, he saw her leaning out from the door.

"Deskmate!"

"Well, let's get in the car!"

Zhao Jinmai nodded, ran over and sat sideways on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Are you seated?"

"Sit down!"

Zhang and his party took her to the direction of Zhaojiacun Primary School. They arrived at the gate soon, opened the door and rode into the campus.

Under the faint starlight, the poplar and ginkgo trees left their shadows on the ground.

Leaning the bicycle next to the ginkgo tree they planted, the two looked up at the tree together. The branches were bare in winter, and the trunk could not be held even with two hands.

It has been eight years since I planted this tree in the second grade!
"Wheat, sing me a song!"

"Okay, what song do you want to listen to?"

"It's the Henan opera "Mulan" you sang in kindergarten!"

Zhao Jinmai looked up at Zhang and his party and said with a smile, "You still remember!"

"Of course I remember!" Zhang Yixing looked into her eyes, "I will never forget the way you sang at that time!"

Zhao Jinmai spat at him, "Okay, then I'll sing!"

She cleared her throat and sang softly: "Brother Liu's words are too unreasonable. Who said that women enjoy leisure, men fight at the border, and women spin textiles at home...well..."

Holding Zhao Jinmai's hand, she walked around the door of the classroom where she had been. Seeing that it was almost three o'clock, Zhang and his party sent her home again.

On the way home, Zhao Jinmai touched his lips and rested his little head on Zhang Yixing's back, feeling that the air tonight was sweet.

(End of this chapter)

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