Chapter 152 Happy New Year!

The voice is still the same voice, but because it carries the memory of the future, Song Yue feels that this voice is the most unique in her heart.

Unsure whether Chen Xin had also recovered his memory, Song Yue hinted to 088 Yuan Ling.

Getting a nod from the latter, he said, "001 received special approval from the main system to allow the Light Group to return his memories to him."

Song Yue was happy, but felt a little moist deep down in her heart.

After more than 500 years, I didn't expect to see him again.

The next day, December 1st, morning, the sky was bright.

A few bird calls were heard outside the window after a long absence. Song Yue opened her eyes and walked to the window.

It’s the sun…

It turned out to be the warm sun...

Song Yue looked at the sky in disbelief. The sky, which had been covered by thick clouds for nearly half a year, was now shone with countless beams of light. They penetrated the clouds and shone onto the earth, covering the cold ground with a layer of golden halo.

The phone vibrated with a beep.

I picked it up and saw that it was the latest news from my Weibo followers [Yin Xun] and [Lu Junke].

Two teenagers, one was deliberately manipulated by foreign forces and suffered online violence, and the other was caught in a whirlpool of public opinion because his grandfather was injured while participating in the resumption of work. Both were at a young age full of vigor, but were subjected to suspicion and slander for no reason.

Fortunately, both teenagers stood firm and got back on track.

The news sent this morning is the best proof.

[Xiaoxun Chasing the Sun: [Picture] The weather is so nice, I hope I can see the warm sun every day]

[Physical Education Student Lu Junke: The sun is out, and a new day has begun! [Image]]

Song Yue's eyebrows curved unconsciously, and she clicked in and left a comment one by one.

[1st floor: @Xiaoxun who chases the sun, it will happen, come on!]

[1st floor: @Sports student Lu Junke, a new day, work hard!]

As soon as I posted it, I received a like notification on Weibo.

These two kids are obviously browsing their phones.

Song Yue smiled, thought about it, and then went to her Weibo, where she posted a rare message about a living person.

[Song Xiaoyueyueyue: The sun is out, can spring be far behind? (dog head)]

By the way, I took a photo of myself making a V sign to the sky.

It quickly received likes from the two little kids and other strangers.

There are many people like Song Yue and Yin Xun who post photos of the sun on the Internet.

Everyone saw the sun, a symbol of hope, for the first time in a long time. They checked in and left messages saying that life would be better in the new year.

In reality, Song Yue saw many people in the community wrapped in thick coats standing on the balconies, stretching out their hands and welcoming the sunlight with their palms, with joy on their faces.

During breakfast, Song Yue sat in her seat for a long time without moving.

Lin Xiaojuan and Song Tianyuan both looked at her with worry in their eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Did you get hurt in the dungeon? Come, let me take a look."

Lin Xiaojuan was busy checking, and Song Yue finally came back to her senses. She smiled and shook her head: "Mom, I'm not injured. I'm in good health."

"Then why are you so still? I'm so worried about you."

Song Yue carefully looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her and the middle-aged man next to her.

Even though she knew they were not her biological parents, at this moment, her nose still felt sore because of their concern for her.

The original owner is gone, having died at the hands of the scumbag in the previous life.

She would never tell them this news.

The only thing she had to do was to take good care of the original owner's parents.

Resisting the sour taste in her nose, Song Yue breathed a sigh of relief, reached out, picked up a hot meat bun on the table, stuffed it into her mouth, and said with a smile: "This breakfast is too rich, I don't know what to choose for a moment~"

"You're harming my child." Lin Xiaojuan patted her in annoyance and sat back in her seat.

Song Tianyuan also withdrew his gaze and started eating.

For this breakfast, Song Yue devoured two meat buns, a fried dough stick, a boiled egg and a bowl of soy milk, leaving Lin Xiaojuan and Song Tianyuan stunned.

"Xiaoyue, you must be starving in the dungeon. Come, tell me what you want to eat and I will get it for you." No parent would like to let their child go hungry. Lin Xiaojuan said as she was going to the kitchen.

Song Yue hurriedly stopped her: "No need, Mom, this is enough, just right."

This is not because he just came out of the desert dungeon. He ate very poorly and didn't eat any oil or water. As soon as he came out, his stomach couldn't hold it back.

Lin Xiaojuan had no choice but to sit down and watch her eat. Then she asked cautiously, "Is this dungeon... difficult?"

Song Yue seldom mentioned the matter of entering the dungeon to them, mainly because he was afraid that they would worry after hearing it.

But looking at the eager eyes of the two people at this moment, Song Yue thought that simply keeping silent would not necessarily make them feel more at ease. Perhaps saying a little could make them understand.

After thinking about it, I picked the part that was not the most thrilling in the copy and added a little comedy.

"Mom and Dad, you've never seen a black storm, right? The kind in the desert." Song Yue deliberately straightened his posture and opened his small podium.

Lin Xiaojuan and Song Tianyuan shook their heads.

"Ahem, I've seen it before. In the last instance, the sandstorm was this strong, and the wall of sand it blew up was this thick! It was thrilling to watch!"

Song Yue spoke and gestured at the same time, with a bit of the meaning of a crosstalk actor.

Lin Xiaojuan couldn't help but frown: "It's so scary, then how did you escape?"

"Escape? I don't need to escape~" Song Yue raised a smug smile, "I found a small house. As long as I hide in it, I won't be affected by the black storm at all."

"So simple?" Song Tianyuan was skeptical.

Song Yue put her hands on her hips and said, "That's not true. For me, your daughter, it's just that simple!"

Lin Xiaojuan chuckled: "Yes, our Xiaoyue is amazing~"

Song Tianyuan still had a suspicious look on his face, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing this, Song Yue simply opened up and said, "Dad, don't disbelieve me. The cabin is indeed a place to hide from the black storm. The system set it up specifically for us. But finding a cabin sounds easy, but it's actually difficult. The desert is so big, not everyone can find it."

Her words clearly struck a chord with Song Tianyuan, who quickly straightened up: "I told you, escaping isn't that easy. It must be very hard in there."

Song Yue nodded, then shook her head.

The two were confused.

Song Yue grinned: "Generally speaking, it is indeed difficult, but that is for others, not for me."

Then she told them about how she used props to improve her physical fitness, and said that with the help and guidance of 099, she had a smooth time in the dungeon (even though 099 was not in the previous dungeon).

After hearing this, the two of them showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

Lin Xiaojuan didn't know what she was thinking about. Her eyes suddenly rolled around and she said, "How about this, Xiaoyue, you and your dad arm wrestle to see who's stronger, you or your dad?"

Lin Xiaojuan's thoughts have been jumping around for a long time. Song Yue smiled and agreed: "Okay~"

Breakfast had just been finished, and the three of them took the dishes and plates to the kitchen, wiped the table with a rag, and the arm wrestling officially began!

Song Tianyuan extended his hand and looked at Song Yue with a smile: "Daughter, don't blame Dad for being ruthless later."

After all, he has done a lot of physical work. Even if his daughter took some "power pills" or "power tablets", she can't be stronger than an adult man.

Song Tianyuan thought so, and a confident expression appeared on his face.

Song Yue suppressed her laughter and didn't feel like exposing her father. She just put her hand on him, held his, and got into position: "Dad, let's compare first."

Lin Xiaojuan was acting as a referee nearby, and before blowing the whistle, she deliberately moved their elbows.

"Song Tianyuan, please move aside. Don't let Xiaoyue get in this position."

Song Yue smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not a problem."

Lin Xiaojuan: "No, I have to be fair as a referee to be effective!"

The two of them had no choice but to nod and say "yes, yes, yes".

The position is finally set.

Lin Xiaojuan gave an order.

Use both clenched arms to exert force at the same time!

Song Tianyuan had done rough work before, and when he exerted force with his hands, the muscles on his forearms immediately became visible.

Song Yue was not to be outdone. Her slender arms looked weak, but she managed to absorb Song Tianyuan's downward pressure.

"Oh, Xiaoyue is not bad!" Lin Xiaojuan was surprised and happy, and at the same time deliberately teased Song Tianyuan, "You're done, Song Tianyuan, you're going to be slapped in the face."

Song Tianyuan was not willing to lose face in front of his wife and daughter, so he spread his legs wider under the table, using his entire abdomen and upper back to exert force!

However, the wrist on the table did not move at all and did not fall in any direction.

Song Tianyuan's face slowly turned red: "It's OK, daughter, I didn't see it."

Song Yue: "Thank you so much."

puff--

Lin Xiaojuan laughed out loud.

Song Tianyuan glanced at her in mock dissatisfaction: "Referee, where's the fairness you promised? Why are you still favoring the contestants?"

Lin Xiaojuan immediately closed her mouth and forced herself to suppress her smile.

It is unknown how long the tug-of-war lasted, but finally Song Tianyuan could no longer hold on and declared himself exhausted.

Lin Xiaojuan happily raised Song Yue's hand and said, "I declare that Xiaoyue wins the first arm wrestling competition!"

"Ah? There's a second game?" Song Tianyuan, who thought he only needed to play one game, asked with his eyes wide open.

Lin Xiaojuan raised her chin. "What else? Rock-paper-scissors is still three wins and two losses, and the same goes for arm wrestling."

Song Tianyuan: ...

He was not feeling well at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the previous fight had consumed most of his energy, and when he heard that there were still two more matches after the fight, his expression instantly became extremely miserable.

Unfortunately, there is no turning back once the arrow has been shot. Even though Song Tianyuan no longer wanted to compete, Lin Xiaojuan pulled him back to the competition field.

"Come on, continue."

Song Yue held back her laughter and held out her hand: "Come on, Dad, don't look so sad~"

The second game begins.

Song Tianyuan changed his negative attitude before the game and his fighting spirit was instantly ignited. He struggled hard on the table, his teeth chattering.

Compared to him, his opponent Song Yue seemed much more relaxed.

Her body was not too tense and her expression was calm, as if she was the audience rather than the arm wrestler.

The winner has actually been revealed.

Seeing Song Tianyuan's grinning face, Lin Xiaojuan was worried that his blood pressure might rise and something might happen, so she quickly stopped the two of them.

From being tense all over to suddenly relaxing, Song Tianyuan's whole body swayed and he almost fell over.

Fortunately, Song Yue was quick-witted and rushed to the side, supporting the man: "Dad, are you okay? Come, sit down first."

He quickly went to the kitchen to get a cup of warm water and handed it to Song Tianyuan.

Song Tianyuan took a sip and sighed, "No, I can't compare."

In the previous round, he clearly felt how powerful his daughter Song Yue was.

It seems that the two sides maintain a balance, but in fact they are completely under the control of the other side.

His hand could be pressed down at any time if his daughter wanted.

I just gave him some time because he was my father.

Lin Xiaojuan naturally understood this. She patted Song Tianyuan on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay. This is called the disciple surpasses the master. Your daughter is better than you. You should be happy."

Song Tianyuan liked to hear good things, so upon hearing this, his frustration turned into relief, and a happy smile appeared on his face again: "Of course, our Xiaoyue must be better than me!"

Arm wrestling was just a small episode in the morning, and after lunch the house ushered in a new round of excitement.

The author has something to say:

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I wish everyone a prosperous Year of the Rabbit and a Happy New Year! May students achieve academic success and professionals achieve success! (Salute)

PS: It’s a happy family day, so the content of this article is a bit warm~