Around 11 p.m. that night, Zhang Long downstairs called Hu Xinxin down.

On New Year's Eve, setting off fireworks is an essential tradition, especially in rural areas where the festive atmosphere is even stronger, a joy that cannot be experienced in the city.

Seeing Hu Xinxin's eyes light up with excitement, Zhang Long was equally delighted.

The young couple dressed neatly, wrapped themselves up tightly, and looked like two chubby little bears. Then, they pushed a cart full of fireworks out the door in high spirits.

Meanwhile, Zhang Hu and Xiao Xi were also ready. The two brothers were in perfect sync and each chose a different place to enjoy the romantic fireworks display.

This cart full of fireworks is enough for them to enjoy for more than an hour.

Zhang Long took out two thick incense sticks and carefully lit them.

Hu Xinxin grabbed a handful of sparklers, lit them, and started dancing in the open space.

Although he was wearing a lot of clothes, he still had that vibe.

“Okay~~!”

Where is the applause?

Zhang Long plays two roles, acting as both the straight man and the audience member clapping, which is quite amusing.

The little fox opposite them had a sweet smile on its face, and the two of them played with all the little fireworks in the area.

Today's fireworks show left a deep impression on Hu Xinxin.

She had set off fireworks before, big and many, but this was the first time she had set them off with someone she liked at this particular time and place.

Joyful times are always fleeting, like fireworks, and then they're all over.

There was only one big one left. The two checked the time; it was already 11:58 PM.

The two smiled at each other, silently counted to 100 in their hearts, and then held hands to light the last firework.

The two then huddled together, gazing up at the dazzling fireworks that burst forth in the sky.

The glow of the fireworks illuminated their faces, and the fragrance emanating from Hu Xinxin, mixed with the smell of gunpowder in the air, made her seem exceptionally charming at this special moment.

As the clock struck midnight, the two heads drew ever closer together.

“Xinxin!”

Zhang Long called out softly.

Hu Xinxin turned her head at the sound, but before she could react, her small mouth was covered by a "blood-red maw".

She was taken aback at first, then reacted, slowly wrapping her arms around Zhang Long's neck and responding to him warmly.

Just then, it started to snow lightly from the sky.

The fluttering snowflakes seemed to be a blessing from God for this couple.

In this romantic and warm atmosphere, the dim streetlights cast long shadows of the two people, and gradually, their shadows intertwined and slowly merged into one.

The following day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, the winter sun shone through the windows into the house, adding warmth to this cozy home.

Last night's snowflakes were like a fleeting moment, leaving no trace.

The whole family put on their brand-new clothes and went out to warm themselves by the fire, full of energy.

Today, Hu Xinxin and her younger brother and sister-in-law Xiao Xi dressed up carefully.

They both had their hair styled in cute buns and wore bright red Fuwa Hanfu outfits, symbolizing joy and celebration.

It's truly red from head to toe, very festive.

As she left, she subconsciously touched the rope ornament on her bun.

The gold bracelet on her wrist shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight, making it exceptionally eye-catching.

The moment this outfit appeared, it immediately caught the attention of my second uncle's two sisters-in-law.

The two sisters-in-law also warmly surrounded them, praising Hu Xinxin and Xiao Xi in various ways.

Of course, Xiao Xi was just incidental, playing a supporting role in this praise, just like Zhang Hu did last time.

Zhang Kang's wife, Li Shuyuan, is no pushover. She is already capable of handling things independently in the business world and has a very accurate eye for people.

Without Zheng Yiyun telling her Hu Xinxin's true identity, she concluded that Hu Xinxin was either rich or noble.

Especially this temperament, which is something that cannot be cultivated in an ordinary family.

"Oh my, Xin Xin, this bracelet on your wrist is so pretty!"

Abba aba, aba aba...

She looked down at the bracelet on her wrist, her eyes crinkling with a smile. Although it was rather tacky, she was increasingly satisfied and fond of it the more she looked at it.

It depends on who gave it to you. The dragon and phoenix pattern carved on it is not only festive, but also represents your mother-in-law's approval of you.

You could say praising the bracelet is much better than praising her clothes.

She looked up at Li Shuyuan, then smiled at Zheng Yiyun, because she remembered Zhang Long's evaluation of his two sisters-in-law.

Before he became wealthy, Zhang Kang's wife, Li Shuyuan, looked down on every member of his family equally. Well, just thinking about that assessment made her want to laugh.

The other sister-in-law, Zheng Yiyun, is much simpler; she's just an ordinary person, and you can interact with her normally.

At this moment, Zhang Song brought out a mahjong machine from his home and invited Zhang Long, Zhang Jun, Zhang Kang, and others to sit down, and they began their day's battle.

With one person taking the lead, the rest of the group each used their own unique skills: some built the Great Wall, some played cards, and some played bullfighting.

The countryside only gets crowded with people and cars during the few days of the Lunar New Year.

While we were playing cards, the road in front of the house got blocked again. It's a two-lane road, but the neighboring houses have taken up one lane. It would be strange if it wasn't congested.

In addition, how many of these "quasi-luxury cars" with out-of-town license plates on the road are actually rented?

Driving on such narrow roads, even a minor bump or scratch could cost you a month's salary.

This adds another factor to the traffic congestion.

After playing a few rounds, Zhang Long had already lost more than 300. Seeing that the strategist behind him was itching to play, he got up and handed the game over to the fox strategist, Xin Xin, the little cutie.

He got up, lit a cigarette, and then greeted and offered cigarettes to people he knew and didn't know at his doorstep.

To be honest, his social circle in the village is indeed quite small, basically ten meters to the left and right of his house.

Once outside this area, he doesn't know most of his neighbors or relatives.

It sounds unbelievable, but it is true.

Because he was away from home most of the year and rarely returned to his hometown, his legend spread widely in the village.

In the past two days, whenever he goes out for a stroll, people greet him warmly and can accurately call him by name, and even mention their kinship.

This is kind of awkward.

Now, Zhang Long feels embarrassed to go out if he doesn't have three packs of cigarettes in his pocket.

Fortunately, he didn't stay at home for long, otherwise he would have to give out seven or eight packs of cigarettes a day, which is unbearable for anyone.

That's not even the worst part...