"Bang~bang!"

"Be careful!" Xiao Qiang pulled Lin Yi behind him, and a firecracker exploded in front of his feet, and a stream of clear smoke rose up slowly.

He regretted it so much that he said he wanted to do something else with Lin Yi, but was dragged to go shopping. Children were setting off firecrackers everywhere on the street, and the fires and smoke exploded around him, which made him think he had traveled to Iraq.

In my memory of my previous life, let alone big cities like the southwest provincial capital, even many small and medium-sized cities have stipulated a ban on setting off fireworks and firecrackers in the city.

Every year, only on the night of the Spring Festival and the 30th day of the Spring Festival will the sound of deafening firecrackers sound outside the city.

Unlike this era, what is the ban on fireworks and firecrackers? Who cares about you? Everyone is busy all year round and finally has a rest time to make the mood take a vacation. You don’t allow people to set off firecrackers, so what do you do?

Reform and opening up have been around for eight or nine years. From rural production to households, to the relaxation of individual business owners in the city, there are fewer and fewer things to buy with tickets. Finally, everyone no longer has to worry about grain, oil and side food. With hope in life, everyone hopes to have a good time during the Spring Festival and have a better life next year, setting off firecrackers, which is just the first cathartic nature of their relationship.

In this era, firecrackers are not as varied as Xiao Qiang's previous life. Children in their teens and children of seven or eight years old each hold a piece of incense in their hands, and their pockets are filled with firecrackers. They take one out of their pockets at any time, lit it on the incense, and throw it to the place where there are few people.

Only occasionally can I see a few cannons and a small fireworks that ignite the sparks for two or three seconds. At this point, many children are watching, looking at the person who is setting off with envy, touching their shriveled pockets, or setting off the earthy firecrackers they bring.

Human wisdom is always infinite. The joy of poverty and happiness of poverty means that the poor also have ways of entertainment for the poor.

Some brave children lit the firecracker leads and waited until they were about to explode before they threw away their hands and chased the little bit of excitement.

In such a short time, it is difficult for the burner to accurately determine where to throw it, and it is inevitable that there will be thrown in the wrong place.

Just now, I was a child. He threw out a firecracker in this way and almost threw it on Lin Yi, which scared Xiao Qiang.

"Did they have nothing else to play? It's so dangerous to set off firecrackers on the street! Look at that child, the firecrackers exploded as soon as they took action, and these local cannons did not undergo quality inspection at all. What should I do if I explode the child!" Xiao Qiang carefully protected Lin Yi, looked at the six directions, listened to all directions, and kept complaining.

"Isn't this the same thing during the New Year? I used to look forward to the New Year every day. After the New Year, I could beg my mother to buy a new piece of clothing. On the first day of the New Year, I would go to the pocket of the clothes I took off the day before and flipped the New Year's money. Every time I had a 500-cent ticket. For this, I could be happy for a long time. Also, I went to the relative's house with my parents to eat a mat, and big fish and meat could be eaten open..."

Xiao Qiang felt a little sad and felt a sensation in his eyes.

Behind him, this was his first Spring Festival in this era. He also had similar feelings to Lin Yi in his original memory, but lacked intuitive experience, and he did not think it was a big deal.

But at this moment, I heard Lin Yi in his eyes in his longing tone, with little stars emitting their expectations for the New Year, and only a little bit of insignificant luxury made him truly realize how difficult life in this era is and how low everyone’s requirements are.

Our country is still very poor!

At this moment, for the first time, he began to think from the perspective of people of this era.

If the country can become more prosperous, the people's income will be more...

Xiao Qiang tightened his arm and naturally held Lin Yi in his arms: "The past has passed. During the Chinese New Year, you can make more wishes and buy more beautiful new clothes. Remember, I once told you that we will visit famous mountains and rivers together and experience the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland on the spot. Life in the future will surely be better."

"Don't do this! Others are watching..." Lin Yi blushed and pushed him away.

In this era, two men and women like middle school students, holding hands in the street, are enough to make people look at each other. If you want to hug each other, it will only arouse public anger.

That's it. Some people already pointed and sighed that the world is getting worse and worse, and young people nowadays have no sense of shame.

Xiao Qiang was helpless about this. Although in his concept, feelings are the private affairs of two people, he challenged the entire society and rushed towards the windmill like Tang Jikede. He did not have the courage and would not have any impact on the public's concept.

"A group of old antiques dressed in modern robes and stale thoughts..." He could only use such words to vent his dissatisfaction.

After this era, he felt that his personality had become slightly different from his previous life, more aggressive, and more decisive in speaking and acting. I don’t know whether it was because he inherited the original personality, or because after he was reborn, he saw through everything and faced life with a more positive attitude.

Now he is sure that the reason why he is like this is because all the concepts of this era are too different from his previous life, which makes him uncomfortable while feeling very uncomfortable.

That's why he used a strong attitude to resist this discomfort.

His actions are all to try his best to change his position, hoping to reach a height where others cannot interfere with him, and thus restore his desire for freedom.

"One day, I can express my emotions without any scruples, without caring about the feelings of others!" He used this sentence as his final footnote.

Lin Yi looked at the big boy with anger and amused look.

Just because of this little thing, he got so angry. It's really... a boy, at this time, he was not as smart and capable as he usually showed.

Thinking about the past six months she and Xiao Qiang have been together, Lin Yi feels like she is in a dream.

A boy who had never shown his mountains or water in the past suddenly showed strong explosive power. Whether it was the speed of learning progress or the extensive knowledge, Lin Yi was amazed.

He is good at dancing and doesn't look like a middle school student no matter how he looks: President Shao is like a subordinate in front of him; Director Sheng, who is so old, is actually brother to him; and he can talk endlessly about all aspects of high-tech combat with his father. Although he doesn't understand it, judging from Uncle Xiao's performance of keeping notes, it is all useful insightful insights; in addition, when he saw the commander of the military region, such a large official dared to smile with the other party like an ordinary person, and the commander was not angry...

All of this made the face of this boy who was very familiar to me blur, as if he was far away from him, very far away...

In the past six months, everything that has happened has come so quickly and unreal. Just like the relationship between them, whether it is natural or rapid progress, they all carry the veil of unreality.

I'm just an ordinary girl, and he's walking so fast, can I keep up with him...

In Lin Yi's heart, she suddenly felt that Xiao Qiang was so far away from her. She tried hard to chase him, but she always saw Xiao Qiang's back, and was still walking farther away at a faster speed, a place she could not reach...

"Xiaoyi, come here. There are sugar dragons here. Let's try it out and try each of us to have a sugar dragon to eat!" Xiao Qiang waved to her in the distance, a small stall of painting sugar dragons.

"Here you come!" Lin Yi quickly chased after him.

"Xiaoyi, come and take a look. The sugar dragon drawn by this old man looks great. We should transfer a few more." Xiao Qiang said with a smile at Lin Yi.

"Well, I haven't turned around before, and I really want to try it!" Lin Yi nodded obediently, stood obediently next to the turntable, calmed down, and carefully tweaked the turntable.

The wheel pointer passed by the dragon, phoenix, monkey, peach, one sugar cake, two sugar cakes... and other patterns. Lin Yi looked nervously at the direction pointed by the pointer. Whenever the dragon-shaped pattern passed, she would clench her fists and muttered in a low voice: "Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, oh, turn again, don't stop, turn again, turn again!"

Looking at the rotating turntable pointer, her heart became very calm, which made her feel very comfortable. She just needed to consider the present moment and not think about the distant future.

She is just an ordinary girl.

In fact, Xiao Qiang had long noticed that she was a little distracted, and he wanted to give her comfort.

However, he also knew that Lin Yi was a girl who kept everything in his heart, so he could only use a way to divert attention to Lin Yi no longer think about unhappy things.

Xiao Qiang knew that the turntable had been modified, and it was not necessarily possible to transfer to the sugar dragon once ten times. It would probably be one or two small sugar cakes. However, what's the point? Just pull Lin Yi's attention away. The little girl actually likes to think randomly, which made him worry so much.

"Woo, there are two more sugar cakes, and even peaches have not transferred to one!" Lin Yi muttered. In front of her, there were about ten small sugar diseases. She had only transferred five small sugar cakes for the best time.

The old man who painted the sugar dragon smiled so hard that he squinted his eyes, melted the bright red sugar in the sugar pot, and then dripped two small sugar dots on the white marble, put it on Kunping, dipped it on a small bamboo stick while it was hot, and then placed it in front of Lin Yi.

His luck today was really good. The rich boy had already spent several dollars on his stall in order to pursue his girlfriend. In order to satisfy the little girl, he would definitely be willing to spend more money. The old man decided not to let the girl transfer to Tanglong too quickly.

Xiao Qiang took another shot of Zhang Wuqian’s banknote in front of the old man: “Do it again!”

"No, it's been a lot of money, so we'll eat sugar cakes. In fact, the sugar dragon looks good and it's not as satisfying as the sugar cakes." Lin Yi felt heartbroken and snatched the money over and stuffed it back into Xiao Qiang's hand.

"I don't know, little girl! My sugar dragon is beautiful and delicious, different from others. If you don't transfer to one, it would be a pity!" The old man was reluctant to look at Qian Fei away and hurriedly boasted.

"Haha, okay, your sugar cake is delicious, we all know! The last time!" Xiao Qiang pinched Lin Yi's hand, "It's the last time, no matter what you go, we will go to other places to play."

"Really? It's the last time I promised?" Lin Yi bit her lip hesitantly, all of which were sugar cakes, and she was also very unwilling to accept it.

"Of course, when will I stop talking?" Xiao Qiang patted his chest and looked like a heroic and dry cloud.

Lin Yi pointed her forehead with her index finger and thought, "The day before yesterday, I asked you to memorize English. You said you would recite it immediately, but you pulled me and talked about antiques, calligraphy and paintings for the whole afternoon. You didn't even recite it until I left! There was still last week..."

Xiao Qiang was speechless: "I surrender and I surrender, you don't have to think about it anymore. It's not that I don't want to listen to you, but you know I'm most afraid of birds singing. I have a headache when I see the words "Birds singing."

"Okay, I'll trust you again! I'm not allowed to be slutty this time!"

"I swear! I will hear everything Lin Yi says in the future, remember it in my heart, and will never forget it. I will also remember it, to make her happy and happy forever!" Xiao Qiang stared at Lin Yi's eyes and said slowly in the most sincere tone.

Lin Yi looked at his eyes, and a layer of mist was covered in front of her.

This boy is serious!

Maybe, everything is just a random dream. Even if it is just a beautiful dream, what does it matter? Let me indulge in the dream and not wake up.

Xiao Qiang stretched out his finger and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Lin Yi smiled at him, and did not immediately move the wheel, but folded his hands together and prayed silently for a moment. Then, he turned the roulette with an extremely cautious expression.

"Dragon, dragon, dragon, must be a dragon!" Lin Yi's hands were whipped white and stared at the wheel tightly.

Xiao Qiang found it funny. Lin Yi said she wanted to leave, but once she started, she was still so serious, just a sugar dragon. As long as she liked it, she could ask the old man to draw ten of her in one breath, but she was not as happy as she had transferred to.

Maybe God saw that she was too focused and helped her. Although the wheel did not stay on the dragon-shaped pattern, she was only one step away. This time she was transferred to a phoenix.

"That's great! Look, God is helping you, and he has transferred to a phoenix that is as beautiful as you." Xiao Qiang praised first.

Lin Yi sneered, and the haze was everywhere, and everything turned into smoke and clouds.

Xiao Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and secretly glared at the old man who drew the Tanglong: You dead old man, you obviously gave you a hint, but you still refused to let Lin Yi transfer to Tanglong, which almost ruined my big deal!

While Lin Yi was collecting the sugar-painted phoenix, he threw five pieces of land bills into the old man's arms, making the old man so happy that he opened his toothless mouth and laughed.

Seeing that Lin Yi was finally happy, Xiao Qiang was in a good mood. He was about to help her pick up some pieces of sugar cakes, but someone slapped her on her shoulder.

Looking back, it was Director Sheng Qiuyan. There was also a gentle middle-aged man next to him. He nodded slightly at him and smiled.

"Brother, you're out to play, hahahaha, I saw Xiaoyi, guess the young man next to her is sure you will be there, it's true." Sheng Qiuyan said humorously.

"Sheng... Uncle Sheng, what are you talking nonsense?" Lin Yi blushed in shame and refused to give in.

"Oh, Uncle Sheng! It's weird. I remember that Brother Xiao always calls me Brother Sheng, but you call me Uncle Sheng. Then, don't you call Uncle Xiao?"

Xiao Qiang held back his laughter in a muffled voice, and a pain in his waist.

Lin Yi dared not have any objections to the old man, but she was familiar with the rectification of Xiao Qiang.

Everyone chatted and laughed. The middle-aged man who looked like an intellectual always stood politely, neither joining nor showing an impatient expression.

"What is this?" Xiao Qiang looked at the middle-aged man and asked politely.

"Look at my memory, I haven't introduced you yet. This is Yi Yuan, the chief engineer of the Institute of Precision Electronics and the head of the Technical Section, and is also an antique enthusiast. He has a little research on Northern Song Dynasty porcelain. You can get closer to each other." Sheng Qiuyan introduced to the two.

"The Institute of Precision Electronics is also a chief engineer. Oh, I'm a senior intellectual. You are so lucky to know you!" Xiao Qiang enthusiastically said to Yi Yuan like a little adult.

Yi Yuan was obviously a little uncomfortable with his maturity beyond his age. He was at a loss and glanced at Sheng Qiuyan.
To be continued...