Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

Chapter 25 Happy New Year

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, one semester has passed unknowingly. What greets the children is a one-month winter vacation and the upcoming New Year.

Tan Xiaobo likes Chinese New Year very much. Every year, a lot of relatives and friends come to his house, and everyone carries his favorite red bag. As long as he says Gong Xi Fa Cai, there will be a steady stream of small bags swishing into his pocket.

This day is the night of the New Year's Eve, when every family has a reunion dinner and makes dumplings.

After Tan Xiaobo finished the New Year's Eve dinner, he ran out wearing a bright red down jacket, and knocked on the door of Tan Yuan's house.

Soon, Fang Zhimo and Cheng Du were dug out of their homes one after another, saying they were going to set off firecrackers.

All right, let's go.

At first, I thought I would set it off in the courtyard for fun, but this boy insisted on pulling a few people into his off-road vehicle, saying that he was going to the countryside to set off firecrackers. There are many people setting off firecrackers in the countryside and it is lively.

Well, in the middle of the night, a group of people took a carload of fireworks and firecrackers onto the provincial road, then got off the country road and came to a small village nearby.

Not to mention, there are quite a lot of people who come here to set off firecrackers. As soon as we arrived nearby, we saw the alternation of light and dark in the night sky, and the sound of chirping into the sky one after another.

The main reason for coming here is because there is a small river ditch here, and the fireworks are set off in the air and in the water, which is very pleasing to the eye.

The open space by the small river was crowded with people who set off various kinds of fireworks. It seemed that they all drove here specially, and they were very excited.

As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Tan Xiaobo throwing a whip on the top of a tree, saying that he would light it on time at twelve o'clock, and then took out piles of fireworks, firework March, Scud, and so on from the trunk. Rattlesnake or something, said: "Take whatever you like, come on, Tan Yuan, let's have a fight."

Their so-called "chattering" is a naive game in which they light the rattlesnake fireworks, and then two people stand on the other side of the river and use fireworks bombs to face each other (please do not imitate dangerous actions).Because the strength and direction are difficult to control, they usually find this relatively open field to play with each other.

Rattlesnake is a kind of fireworks with very loud sound effects. There are 35 shots in total, and each shot will make a particularly loud sound.So that day, people playing fireworks on the river bank witnessed this scene: two children in new clothes held rattlesnakes and shot each other at each other. The harsh lift-off noise, the effect is like Star Wars, crackling, nine-nine-eight-eight.

Fang Zhimo found it interesting, and just shouted that I would come too, but was stopped by Cheng Du: "There is snow everywhere on the ground, I will fall again later, what should I do if I fall into the river."

Fang Zhimo made sense after thinking about it, so he took a few small fireworks and squatted by the river with Cheng Du to play.

Cheng Du was probably used to worrying and worrying, and he always looked more mature, and was regarded by several aunts as playing with his younger brother.

"Hey, this is a child from someone's family. Look, the elder brother takes the younger brother. It's strange."

"That's right, both of them are so cute. The two brothers have such a good relationship."

"Hey, kid, where are your parents? It's dangerous for the two of you to play by the river at night."

Fang Zhimo got tired of hearing this, so he leaned on Cheng Du's shoulder with a tsk, hugged his arm and said sweetly, "Brother Cheng Du, let's go play next to him~"

Cheng Du's hands trembled when he shouted, and he almost dropped the firework stick into the water.

Before he could answer, Fang Zhimo urged: "Let's go, let's go, there are too many people here."

In fact, he was impatient for a long time. A little girl next to him kept rubbing against him, and the ponytail almost brushed his face.

"Okay, let's put it on the small bridge over there."

Cheng Du pointed to the small bridge in the distance, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Okay, anywhere."

Fang Zhimo jumped up with all his strength, thankful that he finally escaped from the sphere of influence of the double ponytails.

The small bridge is clean, even the snow is still white. Although it is a bit far away, it is better than cleanliness.

Fang Zhimo glanced at the white bridge deck, and couldn't help jumping up and stepping on a few footprints.

Cheng Du took out a small, thin fairy wand, and just lit it when he heard Fang Zhimo calling him.

"Cheng Du, give me some fire trees and silver flowers."

Fang Zhimo shouted, faint excitement revealed in his voice.

Cheng Du glanced at where Fang Zhimo was standing, and he stepped on the snow with two large characters - "Cheng Du".

Cheng Du let out a laugh: "What is this?"

Fang Zhimo smiled and said, "Give me the fire tree and silver flower, hurry up."

Cheng Du handed him the bag in his hand, Fang Zhimo flipped through it, and said, "Unfortunately, there are only 6 of them. If there are two rows on this bridge, it would be pretty."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and put six fireworks on each side, and lit them with a lighter.

The fireworks next to the word "Cheng Du" burst into flames instantly, enveloping the child in bright fireworks.

Fireworks are very strange things. They don't feel strange when they are not lit, but once they are lit, they are easy to cause hallucinations.

This hallucination stunned Cheng Du, as if he saw that many years later, there was a person standing opposite the fireworks, who also reached out to him.

Cheng Du was a little stunned when he looked at it, not knowing what night it was.It wasn't until Fang Zhimo on the opposite side stretched out his hand and dragged him into the fireworks group that Cheng Du finally realized it. Looking at the flickering smile in the child's eyes, a dreamlike tranquility and indifference suddenly appeared in his heart.

This stability and indifference, in this new year, is really the best gift.

Thank you, Fang Zhimo.

Cheng Du looked at the child's profile, and put a hand on his thin shoulder.

Just as the fiery trees and silver flowers were getting smaller and the surrounding night sky was gradually appearing, there was a loud muffled sound from somewhere nearby, and a wave of waves reached the small bridge under their feet, shaking the two of them for a moment.

Fang Zhimo was startled, and subconsciously protected Cheng Du, and Cheng Du also reacted in the same way, protecting him into his arms at the same time.

Feeling warm in the child's heart, he took advantage of the situation to hug him a little tighter, and at the same time pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movement around him.

earthquake?

No, there is no sound to give an early warning before an earthquake.

That can only be artificial.And listening to the sound, it seemed like something had exploded.

Shouts came from under the bridge one after another, and crowds flocked to a nearby farmland.

Fang Zhimo didn't like excitement, so he wanted to drag Cheng Du back to the car and wait for Tan Xiaobo and the others to come back, but when he looked up, he saw Cheng Du's serious face.

"what happened?"

Fang Zhimo asked.He had seen this expression before, when Cheng Du believed that something would happen to him.

"I have a hunch that it was Tan Xiaobo who had the accident."

Cheng Du looked at the direction of the crowd and frowned.

Cheng Du's hunch was correct, it was indeed Tan Xiaobo's aggressive child who had the accident.

This kid had a good time, and showed the little girl how to blow up the cesspit with firecrackers. As a result, after a firecracker battle, both of them flew into the sky.

The little girl was fine, that is, she got her butt bumped, but Tan Xiaobo was a bit miserable. Needless to say, her body was dirty, and one hand was blown up to a bloody mess by the impact, so she was given away that night. Hospital.

The car stinks all the way, but the hearts of several people are very heavy, and they don't care about whether it stinks or not.

"Is it still a tiger now?"

Tan Yuan sat beside him helplessly. At that time, he was just going to go to the toilet, but this bully kid blew up the cesspit.

"Hey, I didn't know there was so much methane gas in that pit. It's a fart on the heel—bad luck."

Tan Xiaobo often does this thing, a firecracker goes on, bang, a little dung flower is blown up, when you are lucky, there will be a little explosion, some small light effects, small sound effects and so on, it's very fun.Who knew that it had just been ignited today, and before it had time to throw it down, it exploded right next to the hand.

"Unlucky? I think you should be awesome, his father's repair is awesome--it's awesome!"

Tan Yuan was so angry and helpless, the boy's signal receiver was probably not on the same channel as himself.

"Pfft..." This kid Tan Xiaobo has been lacking in mind since he was a child, his hands are blown like that, yet he still has the heart to laugh at a joke.

Just as Tan Yuan was about to say more, Tan Xiaobo suddenly slapped his thigh: "Oh!"

Several people were taken aback by him, thinking what happened to his wound, they all asked.

Who knew that Tan Xiaobo said with a sad face: "Oh! It's a pity that I threw the whip hanging on the tree. By the way, uncle, you said that when my father comes to the village to pay for the septic tank tomorrow, let him take it back for me by the way." No?"

"Emma, ​​big brother, do you still remember your hanging whip? Whether you can keep your hand is still a problem. Also, once this happens, it's fine if your father doesn't beat you to death. You're fine, and you still expect him to collect that stuff for you? Why don't you go to heaven? Hey, what's the matter? If I knew I wouldn't take you out, this is great, and I'll have to suffer again when I go back .”

It was Tan Xiaobo's uncle who was driving the car, and he brought his girlfriend out to play, but he messed it up, and now his seniority has been messed up.

"It's okay, if my dad asks, you just say I blew it up myself." Tan Xiaobo said with a smile, shaking his wrist.

"Nonsense, you didn't blow it up, or did your uncle blow you up like this?" The little aunt is also a bitch, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, she has no intention of giving in to him.

"..." Tan Xiaobo shrank his neck, unable to find a reason to refute, finally closed his mouth, and sat as quietly as a chicken.

The few people in the car suddenly stopped talking, only the slight sound of the wheels and the engine remained.

Cheng Du looked at Fang Zhimo who was drawing patterns on the car window, and said in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

Fang Zhimo turned to look at him: "I'm sleepy, but isn't it time to watch the New Year's Eve today? I want to hold on for a while."

Cheng Du glanced at the watch in his hand, it was already 10:30: "Well, then keep watch until 12 o'clock."

Fang Zhimo looked at him and smiled: "Together."

There are no street lights on the provincial road, and there is no light in the car, but the child's eyes are still bright.

Cheng Du couldn't help reaching out to touch the child's soft hair, and said with a smile, "Okay."

They said they wanted to watch the year, but when it was half an hour to twelve o'clock, the two of them fell asleep at the same time.When I woke up again, the first thing I heard came from the radio, and the host's slightly excited countdown sound: "The sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old year, and the New Year is full of heaven and earth. At this exciting moment, at this universal celebration Moment, let us count down tens of seconds and step into a beautiful new year! Come, ten, nine, eight, seven..."

As soon as the host shouted, the audience immediately joined in: "Six, five, four..."

Cheng Du hurriedly pushed Fang Zhimo awake: "Get up, the countdown is on."

"Huh? Oh... well..."

Fang Zhimo sat up with support, his eyelashes still fighting.

The enthusiastic countdown and the zero o'clock chime came from the radio: "Three, two, one... when!"

Cheng Du looked at Fang Zhimo, amused in his heart, and simply rubbed the child into his arms, and when the clock struck zero, he closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "The new year is here, I wish you a happy new year Li, be happy, Fang Xiaomo."

Fang Zhimo's eyelashes barely moved, he gave a vague hum, and rubbed his hair on Cheng Du's face lightly, itching.

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