Grandma Chu is like this, she has always assisted Grandpa Chu.

They like Yang Ze, but they still secretly lament that Yang Ze's ability is relatively mediocre, even if Yang Ze is good enough.

Chu Zhang is more inclined to Yang Xiaoyu, knowing that Chu Zhang, who is not popular, has not appeared in the Chu family since he became an adult.

They don't like the overly excellent Chu Yigui, just because Chu Yigui is an adopted son.

What's more, it's Wanqiu......

Wan Qiu's loss had caused the Chu family's family situation to fall into chaos for a while, and it was a source of disaster for them.

The inside of the car was quiet, and the car was moving on the quiet road on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Until twelve o'clock, the sound of exploding fireworks suddenly came from all corners of the city.

Wan Qiu widened his eyes and looked out the window.

There is a fireworks display on the outskirts of the city on Chinese New Year's Eve, and from their road you can see the beautiful colors of those beautiful fireworks in the sky.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Wan Qiu's face looking sideways at the window, and the color of fireworks seemed to be reflected in her beautiful eyes.

It is not dyed by the dirty air, and it is still a beautiful and clear color for the surprise of the moment.

Yang Xiaoyu finally opened her mouth: "Baby, aren't you too happy today?" ”

Even if Wanqiu was handed over to Chu Yigui, Yang Xiaoyu was still not at ease.

The two children sat quietly beside them, and for a mother, she didn't get angry on the spot was already taking care of Wanqiu's emotions.

"I'm very happy." Wan Qiu replied to Yang Xiaoyu's words.

"Huh?" Yang Xiaoyu's aura that was accumulating little by little suddenly dissipated, and she was even more dazed than Wan Qiu, "Why?" What is the baby happy about? ”

"It's nice to see my grandparents." Wan Qiu said.

"Is that so?" Yang Xiaoyu was a little incomprehensible, she saw it, but she didn't get good treatment, is she also happy?

"Hmm." Wan Qiu nodded, thought for a while, and said, "I'm very happy to see my father's parents, my father is the same as me, and he likes his parents and fathers." ”

Chu Yigui's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes, which were immersed in the dark world outside the window and the light of the street lamp, and looked at the shadow of Wanqiu reflected from the car window.

Wanqiu didn't care if his grandparents liked him.

He just hopes that his parents are also alive and healthy.

He was happy to have mom and dad.

So I hope mom and dad too, too.

Yang Xiaoyu was stunned for a while, but Wan Qiu's eyes were still so simple, clear, and without any lies.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoyu was relieved.

Nothing to care about.

That was Chu Jianshu's home, and it was another world.

They have their own little home, that's enough.

Chapter 74

Yang Xiaoyu half-hugged Wan Qiu's shoulder and kissed Wan Qiu's forehead.

Yang Xiaoyu thought of her former self.

Even though she always had conflicts with her parents, even if she quarreled with her parents during the rebellious period, in retrospect, she also grew up under the wing of her parents.

Fifteen-year-old baby understood this precious kinship earlier than her.

"Our baby is the smartest baby in the world."

Yang Xiaoyu said that as a mother, she must also repay this cherishment.

"How about Mom take you back to Mommy's house tomorrow? Let's meet our grandparents. ”

"Okay." Wanqiu was not frustrated by her grandparents at all, and was full of expectations.

"Grandparents will like you!"

"Hmm!"

"If they don't like me, I'll force them to like it."

Wan Qiu: "? ”

The dead air inside the car seems to have returned to a relaxed atmosphere.

Yang glanced at Chu Jianshu beside him from the rearview mirror, and the middle-aged man who had been stiff finally eased up at this time.

Chu Jianshu spoke: "Mom and Dad also like Wanqiu. ”

Wan Qiu blinked, and the response was.

Chu Jianshu was not used to saying such emotional words, and finally coughed, looking out the window at the night sky that was constantly rendered by fireworks: "Are the fireworks beautiful?" ”

"Beautiful." Wan Qiu said truthfully.

Wan Qiu remembers the cannon that his grandmother asked him to set off in the countryside.

Remember to lead the fireworks that everyone at home set off together.

I remember that since I came to the city, although Ning Qiaozhen and Ninghai will not specially prepare for the New Year, as long as you lie on the windowsill, you can occasionally see some fireworks put by neighbors and bloom in the sky.

Remember the sound, remember the color, remember the fireworks.

I remember the constant barking of dogs frightened by the fire, and the strange feeling when the fireworks were sprinkled on my face.

It's a feeling that only comes after the New Year.

The vehicle did not immediately turn to the house, but drove towards a stranger place.

Wanqiu didn't know where they were going.

It wasn't until they reached a more remote open spot that they stopped.

"Baby, get dressed." Although he said it, Yang Xiaoyu still took the initiative to sort it out for Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu with blank eyes, and also sorted out the clothes for Chu Yigui and Yang Ze.

Yang seemed to be very unaccustomed to it, because he was very tall, half-bent, and his expression was a little different from before under the only distant street lights and high beams of vehicles.

What to do?

Wan Qiu was at a loss.

The temperature is very low at night in winter, and Wanqiu is worried that everyone will catch a cold if they stand here together.

Fortunately, although it was an open place, there was no cold wind blowing all the time today.

Yang went to the back seat of the car and opened the door, and Wan Qiu stood behind the side of the car and saw all kinds of boxes with colorful cartoons piled up on the back seat.

"I was ready, and I was going to fire a cannon for the New Year." Yang Xiaoyu also put on a hat for herself, "I bought a lot, let's have a good time today!" ”

Wan Qiu, who only let go of the cannons, looked at those beautiful fireworks with very large boxes, and his eyes flashed with joy.

Wanqiu will fire guns, not afraid of guns.

Wan Qiu and Yang lit the fuse together and ran away together.

Wan Qiu suddenly threw himself into Chu Jianshu's arms, and immediately turned around, looking at the appearance of the flower cannon soaring into the sky.

The sky was pitch black and starless, but it was lit up by fireworks.

Playing with Yang Xiaoyu with the flower cannon, Wan Qiu opened his legs and ran in the empty space.

In the fireworks, Wan Qiu heard his own laughter.

Undisguised laughter.

In a trance, Wan Qiu was also thinking, as if he had never laughed like this.

The colorful colors that rush into the sky happily welcome the arrival of the new year, they easily light up the night sky, but also easily disappear, but bring a long-lasting shock to the viewers.

Under the sound of the huge cannon fire, Wan Qiu happily released all the sounds.

There's no need to suppress, and it's not a moan.

The sound of laughter and the sound of fireworks breaking through the shackles together is a joyful thing.

If you can......

Wan Qiu also hopes that his past in his memory can also see his current self.

"Dad, Mom, Second Brother, Brother, and ...... The big brother who didn't come. ”

When the last fireworks extinguished the flames, Wan Qiu stood in front of several people.

Relaxed his smile, in the dark night, Wan Qiu's eyes were incomparably bright.

I hope no one has to worry anymore, Wanqiu is very, very, very happy now.

Don't care, he's not fragile glass.

Don't always be cautious, get angry when you want to be angry, and be sad when you want to be sad.

He will treat his family with his own thoughts, his own emotions.

This is the present of his life.

To live unscrupulously and happily.

He will not let the words in his memory corrupt him, and no matter how much he sees the world, he will remember that he is happy.

Thank you that the world is willing to accept him.

——

When Wanqiu woke up the next day, he received a lot of messages on his phone.

Wan Qiu has very few contacts, but everyone saved in his phone sent him a good New Year's message.

The prompts of these messages were full of them, and Wan Qiu looked at them one by one very seriously.