I heard that this year, Changhu, like most cities, no longer bans fireworks.

In the afternoon, Jincheng specially drove out to run a number of small stores, bought all the novel fireworks that could be bought on the market, and prepared to take Yanyan and the two children of the Jin family to play.

Gu Yingqing made dumplings together in her grandmother's small building.

Yongxi is a southern city, in fact, there is no habit of eating dumplings for Chinese New Year's Eve, if you have to choose one of the rice balls and dumplings, it is indeed a lot of rice balls.

It's just that this year, when the nursing home restaurant chose the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner menu, dumplings were one of the dishes.

Grandma asked the restaurant for some dumpling wrappers, and planned to make them herself, and when the countdown was zero, she cooked them for the whole family.

Gu Yingqing thought of the bodyguards who did not have a holiday during the New Year, and they were still on the post after the New Year, so they packed a few more servings, and also ordered the restaurant's Chinese New Year's Eve meal to be taken out to them.

When she was in Nanjiang, she prepared some souvenirs and asked Jiang Yue and Anan to help distribute them to the bodyguards on duty who came to Yongxi together this morning.

According to Anan, they can also get three times their salary during the Spring Festival.

Yan Yan is quite fresh about making dumplings, although the leather edge is crooked, and the filling bursts out, Gu Yingqing washed a coin and let him wrap it in the process of making it.

After wrapping a few, Yan Yan jumped off the table, skated two laps of skateboarding in the yard, and suddenly headed towards the farm.

Gu Yingqing didn't dare to let him leave his sight, and followed Jin Yuyin.

"Did they stew the goose last time?" Yan Yan took her mother's hand and walked on the path between the vegetable and fruit gardens.

"I don't know."

"If it's not stewed, I'm going to find it to fight it alone, and I'll win this time!"

"It's up to you to find it among the geese."

"Don't worry, I recognize it when it turns to dust."

"It can't turn to ashes, it can only be eaten into the stomach and then turned into poop," he said.

Cheng Zhiyan wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Sister Yuyin, you are really not a lady."

"I'm not a lady, I'm the queen, quick, call me the queen."

"Don't."

"Why?"

"My mother is my only queen."

Jin Yuyin: "...... Sycophants."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Zhiyan was around the corner, and his eyes were attracted by a straight stick under the persimmon tree.

"Wow!" Yan Yan stepped forward to pick up the stick, and clumsily tried to pull a flower in her hand, "Mom, your stick is so straight."

Gu Yingqing smiled.

Cheng Zhiyan has no goose in his heart, only a stick.

poked the soil with a stick, waved the grass, and pretended to be the Monkey King.

"Mom, take a picture of me and the stick, I want to show it to Dad."

"Okay."

Gu Yingqing and Jin Yuyin both took out their mobile phones.

The child imitated the youthful father's appearance he had seen in his aunt's photo album, pretending that the stick in his hand was a hockey stick, his chin slightly raised, and the corner of his lips tilted up to reveal a smile that he thought was cool.

Gu Yingqing used his mobile phone to give him a click.

Jin Yuyin was puzzled, "I didn't like it originally, but why is your son so rare?"

Jin Yuyin will not show any mercy to children, and will quarrel with Cheng Zhiyan every time they meet.

But Jin Yuyin likes to tease him, but Cheng Zhiyan won't hate her because of this.

Cheng Zhiyan was wearing the new clothes that Gu Yingqing bought, a khaki coat with a green checked wool cardigan inside, and small booties on his feet.

"I'll take a look, check it for me."

The guy stepped forward, tiptoed to look at Gu Yingqing's mobile phone, flipped through them one by one, and couldn't help sighing: "So handsome."

Gu Yingqing couldn't help laughing, but he didn't hesitate to praise, "You are the most handsome baby."

Yan Yan was embarrassed and pursed his lips, "Is my father handsome?"

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Of course, you'll be more handsome when you grow up."

Cheng Zhiyan was so praised that he couldn't find the north, and asked Gu Yingqing to send the photo to his father immediately.

Gu Yingqing had no choice but to do so.

The top has been canceled, there have been many new messages in the past few days, and the chat box with Cheng Yuesheng has been squeezed to a very large extent

Jin Yuyin said beside him, "To be honest, I think his dad should be the pinnacle of his family's genes."

Gu Yingqing was dissatisfied, "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, looks and overall temperament."

Not to mention the rest, Cheng Yuesheng's first impression is that he is an old and large male who has everything under control.

Cheng Zhiyan looks like a central air-conditioning reserve.

Gu Yingqing sent the photo to Cheng Yuesheng and said, "Yan Yan is not five years old yet."

"I'm five years old." Yan Yan added casually.

Gu Yingqing didn't plan to explain to him at this time.

She looked at Yan Yan in the photo, as if pinched out according to Cheng Yuesheng's outline.

I remember that Jin Yuyin had compared the photos of her and Yan Yan when she was a child before, and there were obviously several similarities with her.

Gu Yingqing pondered, estimating that the key lies in the curvature of the eyebrow arch and the angle formed with the bridge of the nose.

Cheng Yuesheng's eyebrow arch is high, his eye sockets are deep but not sunken, his eyes are long, and his double eyelids are narrow.

Gu Yingqing has always felt that even if Cheng Yuesheng's temperament tends to be calm as the years go by, his eyebrows and eyes are always unruly and sharp, and he raises his eyes at will, which is a momentum.

Because Gu Yingqing is not a wide double eyelid, Yan Yan is not a big round eyelid, but the tail of the eye is more like Gu Yingqing, with a slightly upturned arc, which looks a little less heroic.

Up to now, the eyes similar to her, as the facial features gradually grew, were robbed of their aura by the more eye-catching curvature of the eyebrow bone and nose bridge.

It's just the same mouth as her.

Gu Yingqing's mood fell into a moment of frustration, because he thought of him again, and because Yan Yan was too much like him.

Yan Yan sent a voice message to his dad after posting the photo, and the little guy said in detail how he got this straight stick, and finally asked his dad, am I handsome? I think it's so cool.

Maybe it's busy, his dad hasn't replied.

Jin Cheng came back with a cart of fireworks, Yan Yan stepped forward to choose, pestering Jin Cheng to light it now.

Gu Yingqing took out his mobile phone and replied to Chinese New Year's Eve wishes from different people.

She was used to glancing at the child every other moment.

There is a red dot in the "Discovery" column, and a familiar avatar in the circle of friends has been updated with a new status.

Lou Wen sent two pictures and wrote: The first time I didn't spend Chinese New Year's Eve in Nanshen, but the people I care about are around.

The background in the photo is about the same, which is the villa lobby.

There are not a few people in the camera, it should be Lou and Deng's relatives gathering for Chinese New Year's Eve.

But Gu Yingqing saw the "outsider" at a glance.

Three men stood by the floor-to-ceiling window to speak, one holding a whiskey glass, and the man with his back to the camera was wearing a dark shirt and trousers, with one hand on his waist, looking at Deng Rongtao slightly.

The son was shouting "Mom" again, Gu Yingqing crossed out the WeChat interface and locked the phone.

In the evening, the nursing home celebrates Chinese New Year's Eve together, and sets up three tables.

Yan Yan couldn't wait for a long time, and when she saw that it was dark, she had no intention of eating, and went to the yard with the two children of the Jin family to set off fireworks with Jincheng.

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, the hall was harmonious, and the crackling firecrackers outside never stopped.

The children had enough of all kinds of bells and whistles appetizers, and one of them carried a cupola cannon higher than himself, followed Jincheng out of the courtyard gate, and wanted to put it next to the lotus pond.

Wang Suli is still trying to woo the whole family to urge her daughter to marry, and Jin Yuyin can't leave.

Gu Yingqing could only take a step forward by himself, took his clothes and followed his son.

Jin Cheng deliberately slowed down, waited for Gu Yingqing, and handed her one, "Do you dare?"

Gu Yingqing took it, "I don't dare, let's try."

There were many cars parked along the road outside the hospital, including bodyguards, Jincheng and Jinyuyin's house

Target.

A few people chose to be next to the lotus pond, and Jincheng said that the weather was dry and dry, and there was water in the pond, so there was no risk of fire.

The children were still young, and they were afraid that it would be dangerous to play by themselves, so Gu Yingqing leaned over and held the fireworks stick with Yan Yan and aimed it at the black sky.

"Mom, are you scared?"

"A little bit."

Jin Cheng went to point the lead, "I'll hold it for you later, this one has recoil, get ready...... 3，2，1！」

As soon as the flame of the lighter touched the lead, sparks flew and devoured the lead.

Jin Cheng retreated suddenly, grabbed the fireworks stick, and in a hurry, covered half of Gu Yingqing's fingers.

At this moment, his heart is also like a golden firework that breaks through the shackles and lights up the night sky.

"Bang-boom-"

Fireworks burst into the air in rhythmic manners.

Jin Cheng held his breath and secretly turned his head to look at Gu Yingqing.

The lines of her face are clear and soft, and the moment the fireworks bloom, her smiling eyes are lit up, and the edges of her skin are coated with a hazy and brilliant halo.

He was fascinated when he caught a car parked on the side of the road diagonally behind him, with lights on in the compartment.

Jin Cheng felt that the car looked familiar, and when he fixed his eyes, the person in the cab was leaning against the saddle, lazy to look at them.

Looks like it's been here for a while.