The place where they lived was not far from the Beijing Tanhua Garden, and it only took more than ten minutes to walk there.

Several people walked towards Beitan Garden. As they approached, they heard the sound of gongs and drums. On the street, a group of women with red silk cloth tied around their waists were dancing the yangge with smiles on their faces, marching in a cross-square step.

In the center of the yangko team, there is a donkey head made of wheat straw and black cloth. A beautiful girl with pigtails is holding the donkey's head and twisting her waist as she follows the team.

Yuanyuan and Xiaoxiao excitedly danced on the adults' shoulders to the sound of gongs and drums, babbling and shouting, and their eyes were full of excitement.

Fan Youcheng smiled and teased Yuanyuan on his shoulder, saying loudly: "Look, Yuanyuan, this is the toy passed down by our ancestors, isn't it lively!"

The streets were lined with a dazzling array of small items: exquisite paper-cuts, lifelike dough figurines, and colorful kites. Fan Hua was drawn to a stall selling handwoven ornaments. She stopped to carefully select the items and bought quite a few.

Zhao Yilu followed closely behind Fan Hua, helping her choose. He would occasionally point to the various street food stalls and say to Xiaoxiao on his shoulder, "Dear, what do you want to eat? Daddy will buy it for you! We have candied haws, sugar figurines, and even delicious roasted sweet potatoes."

Zhao Xuqi steadily pushed Sun Simin and watched the excitement from outside the crowd. Sun Simin's face was full of smiles. Looking at everything around her, she said with emotion: "This is the atmosphere that the New Year should have. I haven't seen such a lively temple fair in many years!"

He Qixiang and Wang Guifen also had festive smiles on their faces, looking around. Even the cold He Siyan was infected by the festive atmosphere, with the corners of his lips slightly raised and his expression gentle.

A few people continued to walk inside with the crowd and found that a stilt-walking performance was going on. In that era, people's costumes and props were still relatively simple, and their makeup was also rough, but they performed very hard.

They changed their formation to the sound of passionate gongs and drums, moving across the venue, sometimes jumping high, sometimes doing somersaults, and sometimes striding forward, making the spectators' hearts jump to their throats, and then bursting into thunderous applause and cheers.

However, Yuanyuan and Xiaoxiao seemed a little afraid of these artists with exaggerated makeup, and they started crying loudly. Zhao Yilu and Fan Youcheng then hurriedly carried them on their backs to continue chasing the Donkey Yangko Festival.

Looking at the lively scene and the sincere smiles on everyone's faces, Fan Hua finally understood why her parents always said they missed the New Year atmosphere of their childhood before they transmigrated into the book.

Although there were not as many entertainment facilities in this era as in a few decades later, it had to be admitted that the New Year was more lively than it was later, and people at this time were more likely to be happy and satisfied.

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On the second day of the first lunar month, Fan Hua and Zhao Yilu bought a can of malted milk and other food and prepared to go to the hospital to visit Lin Xi.

This time Lin Xi was awake, and she heard from her brother how Fan Hua helped him and his sister.

She looked at Fan Hua and said gratefully, "Sister, thank you for sending me to the hospital."

Fan Hua looked at the still somewhat immature girl in front of her and smiled, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Lin Xi nodded. "Sister, I feel better now and my fever has subsided. The doctor said I can be discharged after staying in the hospital for a few more days and the inflammation is under control."

"Then come on!"

Fan Hua took the malted milk from Zhao Yilu and handed it to Lin Chao, "Your sister is still relatively weak, so you can make her some extra malted milk every day."

Lin Chao took it in shock, and was so moved that he wanted to kneel down to Fan Hua again. He had heard of this thing a long time ago, and it was something that only rich people could afford. He had never drunk it before, and he heard that it cost several dollars to buy a can!

"Thank you...sister, I will pay you back together with the previous money later." Lin Chao said sincerely.

Lin Xi on the bed couldn't help but swallow her saliva as she looked at the malted milk that Fan Hua brought over.

Fan Hua looked at the two of them and smiled softly, "Open it now and make some for your sister!"

Lin Chao quickly nodded in agreement, poured a little into the enamel pot, and went to get hot water.

On the way back, Lin Chao couldn't help but take a small lick. It was so sweet that his whole body shivered. This was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.