Because the early Bonfire Festival is celebrated together with the New Year, the originally quiet mountain village is filled with joy and vigor.
When Lin Xiaowan got off the car, she was dazed.
Is this the hometown she was trying to escape from, to leave? The cold bricks and tiles were all decorated with colorful lights, and the red carpet at the entrance of the village was laid out from the gate, stretching around the village square and paving a long way.
If you didn't know, you would think they were here to greet her.
However, after the firecrackers were set off, there were still drunk people sleeping in the square.
Lin Xiaowan didn't want to come back here at all. She felt that her birthplace in this small mountain village would be a lifelong shame.
So no matter how the reporter asked, she remained silent and did not mention this small place whose name could not even be found on the map.
Because that would make her feel even more inferior in the colorful world of fame and fortune.
"Hey? Who are you, sister?" Several children surrounded her, and they all liked her because she was so pretty. However, when she left, there were no such children in the village, so she didn't know them, and they didn't know her either.
"I……"
"Xiaowan? You are Lin Xiaowan, the daughter of the Lin family. You've been away for so many years, and you're finally back!" The neighbor's aunt's voice was as loud as a broken gong, and the whole village would know it when she shouted.
Lin Xiaowan hated this kind of noise, she smiled and walked away. The Lin family was rarely locked up, and Lin Xiaowan, who used to go to cut grass for pigs before six o'clock without fail, felt complicated.
In fact, she has not forgotten every brick and tile here, but what does it matter if she sees it?
Only the shadow in her heart remained. She raised her hand hesitantly, then put it down. She didn't have the courage to knock on the door carelessly.
When she learned that Qiao Yu came here, she was uneasy. She was afraid that Qiao Yu would know her past. Although her shameful childhood was nothing but poverty, Lin Xiaowan hoped that she would be perfect.
Especially in front of the man she falls in love with at first sight, she would rather be like a flawless princess than a Cinderella who turns the tide against all odds.
This feeling completely collapsed when she knocked on the door and saw her parents, who looked brand new, and Tan Hanyi, who came out of her room with a sleepy face and hair like a bird's nest...
"Xiao Wan? Why did you come back suddenly?"
Mom never wears makeup, so Lin Xiaowan was very surprised to find that her mom looked so beautiful when she dressed up!
Bright and energetic. There is light in the mother's eyes. Is it because of Tan Hanyi?
"Xiao Wan, you're back!" Dad was boiling water. The clothes he was wearing were very fashionable. It seemed that Tan Hanyi had spent a lot of money on the family.
They seemed to be revitalized by her appearance.
"Xiao Wan? Why are you here?" But this is really her home.
Tan Hanyi was brushing her teeth, her mouth full of foam, but after she came to her senses, she swallowed the second half of the sentence along with the toothpaste foam.
I'm afraid she came here to chase her fiancé. She's worked hard.
Where's Qiao Yu? Look left and right! He slept in the same room with Tan Qingyue last night. Sleeping in dad's room...
"ah!!"
Suddenly there was an explosion in the room. It was Tan Qingyue's pig roaring.
Lin Xiaowan was faster than Tan Hanyi. She cut in on her and kicked the door.
Hey, isn't this your own home? Don't you feel bad about it?
After entering the room, Chris rolled under the bed. Qiao Yu scratched his head and sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket.
Tan Hanyi wanted to take pictures again.
"Why is he in this room?" Chris finally came to his senses and recognized the person. He pointed at Qiao Yu and felt a splitting headache.
"What else? Should I live in the same room with you?" Tan Hanyi asked sincerely.
It's so lively! Lin Xiaowan found it was much more lively than she had imagined.
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