Chapter 405 I want to see the prosperity of this world with you

"Dong-dong-clang, dong-dong-clang, dong-dong-clang-dong-clang..."

"Come on, come on, quickly, the gong and drum team goes first, and the suona follows."

"Right, right, right, that's it. Oh, come on, drums and trumpets! What are you dawdling for? We've been in formation all morning, and we haven't had a single moment..."

Today is the day when Xiaowan Village was officially renamed "National Advanced Demonstration Village".

The village was noisy early in the morning.

Tian Xin came back from the hospital and as soon as she arrived at the village entrance, she saw the gong and drum team waiting in neat rows from the car.

"Boss, look everyone is waiting to welcome you?"

Zhang Shuai opened the window with excitement and greeted the crowd outside.

Seeing Tian Xin arrive, the middle-aged man in the lead raised his hands and shouted to the team: "Get up!"

Suddenly, gongs and drums roared, firecrackers blasted, and red flags fluttered...

All that’s missing is a huge crowd!

The team was followed by a yangko troupe. The village aunts and ladies were dressed in colorful yangko costumes and had waist drums slung around their waists, forming... a "100-person waist drum troupe."

To the accompaniment of foreign drums and trumpets, a group of people stepped in the "cross step" and played the waist drum beautifully.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..."

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..."

There is even a slogan——

Zhang Shuai excitedly stopped the car and turned around to ask Tian Xin to get out.

But when he turned around, his face suddenly froze.

Tian Xin stared blankly out the window, her face expressionless. She seemed to lack the energy to sit up straight, curling up in the back seat, her arms around her legs, lost in thought.

"Boss—" Zhang Shuai shouted, then got out of the car and went around to the back to pick her up.

"Listen to me, today is a big day, and everyone in the village is watching! Let's not do this."

Tian Xin remained indifferent, her eyes still dull.

Zhang Shuai opened his arms towards her and smiled brightly: "Come on, be good, be obedient, come down!"

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome... Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..."

The gong and drum team outside was still making a lot of noise, the trumpeters, drummers, and waist drum team all didn't stop.

Tian Xin knew that this was the highest etiquette of Xiaowan Village to welcome foreign guests.

Since becoming a village official, she has organized many such activities.

Today, these people were here to greet her—and she knew it.

But she just couldn't get out.

After hearing the word "husband" in front of him, Lin Zhou moved his fingers slightly.

"Boss, come down and be obedient!" Zhang Shuai still stretched out his arms and called her.

"If you don't come out, those aunts outside will be hoarse from shouting. Can't you be kind to them? Your mother is in there too! Be obedient. There are still many ceremonies to come. Don't delay!"

After much persuasion, she finally responded, but she only raised her eyelids.

"Brother, don't leave me today, okay?"

She looked at Zhang Shuai with red eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks. The next second, her voice began to tremble: "I... I'm so scared—"

"Okay, okay, I won't leave. I'll stay with you all day! Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Zhang Shuai leaned half way in and pulled her out of the back seat, put on her shoes, and led her out of the car.

As soon as she came out, her complexion finally looked better and her tears disappeared, replaced by a smiling face that hid all the sadness.

"Come on, get up—"

The middle-aged man shouted again, and Xiaowan Village showed the highest etiquette to Tian Xin, and greeted her happily and lively.

Tian Fushun, along with a group from the village committee, came forward and placed a large red flower made of red silk around her neck. With another raise of his hand, the band's trumpeters and drummers played even harder.

"What is this for?" she asked Tian Fushun with a forced smile.

Tian Fushun glanced behind him and replied with a smile, "You're back too late. Our village's new plaque has already been hung. The county has awarded you a medal of honor for being a 'College Student Village Official' in recognition of you. You'll report to the county government in three days. Congratulations, Xinxin, you've been promoted!"

After saying that, before Tian Xin could react, a group of uncles and aunts came towards her, holding red quilt covers, blankets and large flowers.

She noticed that these people were relatively famous in the village, the kind who could usually take part in weddings and funerals.

"What is this for?" She pointed at the things in their hands and asked Tian Fushun.

"Oh, this is everyone's kindness. You're getting a promotion, and the village is also going to be promoted to a model village! Double happiness, everyone means to give you a red coat."

"Dress in red?"

If I remember correctly, everyone had already covered her with red more than a year ago.

"That time was quite rushed, so it doesn't count." Tian Fushun seemed to see through her thoughts and explained, "Today's display is specially for you. Thank you for everything you've done for Xiaowan Village. Come, our great contributor, today your uncle will personally give you a red ribbon, and we'll get married next year..."

"Cough..." Zhang Shuai coughed forcefully and squinted his eyes to remind him: "Director, hurry up, my legs are numb from standing!"

It is absolutely unacceptable to mention marriage at this time.

"Oh, yes, yes, hurry up."

After receiving the signal, Tian Fushun immediately put the red silk in his hand on Tian Xin, then stepped aside and watched a group of prestigious people put red silk on Tian Xin and adorned her with flowers.

The sounds of foreign drums, trumpets and suonas continued until the end of the ceremony. When the afternoon light shone on Tian Xin, everyone surrounded her and walked towards the "resort" while chatting and laughing.

It is approaching New Year's Day, and the persimmons have turned red and fallen. Red lanterns are hung on the treetops of the "Thousand Acres of Persimmon Garden" and various check-in maps have been installed.

Ever since the documentary about the "Model Village" election was broadcast on major TV stations, large numbers of tourists have flocked here every day to enjoy the scenery, check in, and taste persimmon cakes.

Xiaowan Village was unprecedented and showed its face to the people of the whole country for the first time.

Those fellow villagers who used to sell persimmon cakes and Sichuan peppercorns with her to make more money have also become "regulars" on TV, and the popularity of various specialty shops is no less than that of check-in spots 20 years later.

As Tian Xin walked along, it was as if she was reliving the many years since her rebirth. With every step she took, a scene appeared before her eyes.

"Xinxin, the peppercorns are selling really well this year! We've made a few hundred yuan more than in previous years, enough for the kids' tuition..."

"Xinxin should be the village official. She doesn't have the ability to spread rumors and cause trouble..."

"Xinxin, can you make a lot of money by planting persimmon trees? How do you make money?"

"If you ask me, this stone quarry shouldn't lay off any employees. We only make a few dollars, how are we going to eat if we're laid off?"

"Oh, an online store. I sell Hanfu. Xinxin designed it for us, it sells very well!"

"Our Xiaowan Village has also entered the era of online shopping for everyone. That's awesome!"

"Xinxin, how much money does it take to open a small shop in this resort? Do you think we can make it by selling snacks?"

"Warm congratulations to Xiaowan Resort for its official opening..."

Lin Zhou, did you see it?

The entertainment area where you put so much thought and money into it now has two shows of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" every night. Every show is packed, tickets are hard to come by, and the place is always packed with guests.

"Today, we are using the fine wines of Chang'an to entertain guests from afar..."

"Our Great Tang is a great nation, worshipped and revered by all nations. How dare you, such a scoundrel, act rashly..."

You said that, based on your professional judgment, this might not really be a good business worth investing in. But you believed in me, so even if it meant losing everything, risking everything, you took on this "hot potato."

Now that you've won the bet, why not come and take a look?

Look, these "fallen immortals" in white, Li Bai, Du Fu, Gao Shi, and Wang Wei, they drink as they sing, "Have you not seen the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning..." It is so similar to the days we used to long for together.

I miss you, Lin Zhou.

I miss the days we spent together, even if it was just eating a bowl of noodles together and walking on the street, you holding my hand and your face blushing to your ears.

Now, there are four streets here, and the road is so long that one can't see the end if he walks alone.

I miss you holding my hand, I want you to hug me, and I want to see the bustling night view here with you.

Husband, please respond to me!

Look at those girls wearing Hanfu. Do they look like me? You said I look like a lady from a painting when I wear Hanfu. Nowadays, ladies are everywhere on the streets, and there's no shortage of me.

But I still want to wear it again, like in Suzhou, and let you take a picture of me.

You are just too lazy.

It's too hard for me to walk this road alone. How can you bear to let me walk alone?

"Xinxin...here——"

A simple and honest voice brought Tian Xin back to reality.

When she looked up, Guo Zhenmin was standing at the door of "Zhenmin Bistro", waving at her enthusiastically...