Chapter 264:

Traveling back from the modern times to the 19th year of the Republic of China. All good things must come to an end. After the reunion, Yao Rong and Ye Heqi once again boarded the train from Peking to Shanghai.

However, unlike the last time when they were in a hurry, this time, they left with the farewell of several friends.

Their hands were also full of various gifts from their friends.

When the train arrived in Shanghai, it was already the morning of New Year's Eve, and the whole city was immersed in the excitement and festivity of the New Year.

Yao Rong and her daughter called a rickshaw and asked the driver to take them downstairs.

When the driver was about to drive away, Yao Rong stopped him and handed him two packaged cakes: "Master, this is a specialty of Peking, take it home and try it."

"Oh, this..." The driver was a little surprised, but also a little embarrassed, "How can I do this, this thing must be very expensive."

Ye Heqi smiled and said, "Master, take it quickly, today is New Year's Eve, you should also finish work early and go home for the New Year."

"I will finish work and go home after taking one more order." The driver thanked him repeatedly and put the cakes carefully away, fearing that he would accidentally crush them.

"Let's go home too." Yao Rong turned to Ye Heqi and said.

"Okay!" Ye Heqi rushed up to the fourth floor in one breath, put the things in his hand at the door, and then went back to help Yao Rong carry things, "Mom, I'll help you."

The two had been gone for half a month, and a layer of light dust fell in the house.

After putting the things away, the two began to divide the work.

One cleaned the house, and the other went out to buy things for the New Year.

After hurrying, they finally had a steaming New Year's Eve dinner before nightfall.

Ye Heqi took out the red wine sent by Zhou Qihuai, uncorked the red wine, and poured two glasses of wine.

She put the cork back on, pushed one of the glasses in front of Yao Rong, and took the other glass herself: "Mom, let's clink glasses to celebrate that those people and things that make us unhappy are no longer with us."

Yao Rong smiled and clinked glasses with her: "You can't drink anymore after this glass."

Ye Heqi drank the wine in the glass in one breath, and waved his hand proudly: "I know, I don't like to drink this stuff either."

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Yao Rong washed the dishes in the kitchen, and Ye Heqi sorted out the farewell gifts sent by Zhou Qihuai and others in the living room.

As he sorted, Ye Heqi always felt that something was missing.

What was missing?

Ye Heqi subconsciously glanced at the wall opposite the sofa.

...It seemed that the background music of the Spring Festival Gala was missing.

When I lived in the orphanage, the director would always play the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve.

Although Ye Heqi had never watched the Spring Festival Gala seriously, he had long been accustomed to listening to it as background music and counting down to the new year with it.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

Yao Rong came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes and saw Ye Heqi squatting on the ground in a daze, holding a hat in his hand.

Ye Heqi came back to his senses and said angrily, "Nothing, I just feel that it's a little quiet during the New Year."

"It must be quiet at home." Yao Rong wiped the water off his hands and stuffed a bag of egg pancakes on the table to Ye Heqi, "Take it and share it with the children downstairs. Don't mind the noise when they are around you."

Ye Heqi's lips curled slightly, "That's right, then I'll go downstairs for a walk before going home."

Seeing Ye Heqi rushing downstairs, Yao Rong hurriedly called her.

Ye Heqi turned around and said, "Mom, is there anything else?"

Yao Rong handed the scarf and hat to Ye Heqi, "Put on your clothes before going out. It's not as warm outside as at home."

Ye Heqi stared at the scarf and hat for a long time before resignedly taking them.

Do adults think that wearing red clothes is more festive during the Chinese New Year?

Otherwise, why are the hat given to her by Editor-in-Chief Chen, the scarf given to her by Miss Zhou, the cotton jacket given to her by Mr. Zhang Nianzhao, and even the hair band her mother just bought for her...

all bright red!!!

Although she was complaining in her heart, Ye Heqi's face was full of smiles.

She put on all the blessings from her elders, hugged the bag of biscuits, and ran downstairs excitedly.

Because she ran too fast, her braids swung back and forth, and her cheeks were also flushed with excitement.

Yao Rong grabbed a handful of melon seeds, cracked them while standing by the window and looking at Ye Heqi.

Ye Heqi was surrounded by the children, like a child king, lively and agile, like a begonia blooming in the dark.

All readers of "Fire Phoenix", including Ye Heqi herself, believe that Yao Rong quoted the poem "Begonia" at the end of the novel, actually using the begonia to compare herself and use poetry to express her ambitions.

But only Yao Rong herself knew that she was not comparing herself to the begonia, but comparing Ye Heqi to the begonia.

Maybe Ye Heqi now still cannot fully integrate into this era, but she has demonstrated her talents through all the previous things.

Sooner or later, she will be like the begonia in the poem, blooming her own brilliance in this era.

Downstairs, Ye Heqi had almost divided the biscuits.

Just like she did in the orphanage, she took the last biscuit from the bag, ate it while squatting in the corner, and watched the children who were much younger than her eating biscuits and playing together.

All kinds of laughter and joy came into her ears, which made it uneasy, but it was too noisy.

Ye Heqi sighed, swallowed the biscuit in her mouth, and raised her head boredly.

In the building in front of her, every household had lights on.

Ye Heqi looked closely and saw an extremely familiar figure standing by the window, as if he was looking down at her.

Ye Heqi was a little uncertain, and tentatively raised her hand and waved to the people upstairs.

There was no response. Ye Heqi put down her hand in disappointment.

But just when she put her hand down halfway, the person upstairs raised his hand and waved at her vigorously several times: "Are you going home?"

"Yes!" Ye Heqi shouted, stood up suddenly from the ground, rushed up the stairs like an arrow, and ran to the fourth floor.

Before she could knock on the door, it was opened from the inside: "Why are you running so fast? Are you cold?"

Ye Heqi shook her head, wrapped in the coolness of being outside for a long time, and threw herself into Yao Rong's warm arms.

Yao Rong was caught off guard and was taken back a step by Ye Heqi. Then she stood firm and closed the door while complaining: "I was so warm before, but now I'm as cold as you. Let go."

Ye Heqi smiled and grabbed Yao Rong's hand: "I don't want it, I want you to warm my hands."

Yao Rong rolled her eyes at her, but did not shake her off, and held both of her hands together.

Ye Heqi's eyes were crooked, and there was a flash of joy in her eyes of being a spoiled child.

She still seems to think of modern life and miss it.

But she is no longer so resistant to everything in the Republic of China.

Because only in this era,

among the lights in thousands of households, there is one light reserved for her. On the second day of the

Chinese

New Year, Editor-in-Chief Bei of Women's Times came to visit with gifts.

In addition to visiting, Bei Lin had another thing to do.

She handed the invitation letter of the Cultural Salon to Yao Rong.

"During this period, you have become famous in the cultural circles of Shanghai, and many people want to make friends with you. They couldn't contact you, so they gave me the invitation letter and asked me to pass it on."

The cultural salon was scheduled for a week later. Yao Rong said, "I'm new to Shanghai and I also want to make some friends. By the way, Editor-in-Chief Bei, can I bring Heqi with me?"

"Of course, no problem, everyone wants to meet Heqi." Bei Lian smiled, "I'm just worried that the child will find it boring."

After all, this kind of cultural salon still has a certain threshold.

There are basically no people of Ye Heqi's age who went to the salon.

Yao Rong was invited because she has become famous recently and was praised as a female role model by Chen Jiayou, a veteran figure in the literary world.

Yao Rong looked at Ye Heqi, and Ye Heqi seized the opportunity and said, "Editor-in-Chief Bei, I'm not afraid of being bored. I also want to see the world and broaden my horizons!"

On such occasions, she will definitely see many famous historical figures.

The opportunity is already in front of her, and she will regret it if she misses it.

Seven days passed in a flash.

Yao Rong and Ye Heqi took the invitation letter and went to the venue of the cultural salon.

Bei Lin arrived early and saw Yao Rong and Ye Heqi walking in arm in arm. He hurriedly smiled and greeted them: "I'll take you to meet some friends."

With Bei Lin's help in introductions, Yao Rong got to know a lot of people, and Ye Heqi also saw a lot of celebrities whose names appear in textbooks or history books.

Ye Heqi's heart went from shock to numbness.

She had only one thought in her mind: QAQ I really want an autograph.

"Editor-in-Chief Bei, has the principal of Shanghai Girls' Middle School come?" Yao Rong asked Bei Lin.

Bei Lin glanced at Ye Heqi and understood what Yao Rong meant: "The principal of the girls' middle school did not come, but the dean of studies did. She is my good friend. If it is convenient for you now, I will take you to find her."

After struggling for a long time, Ye Heqi finally sneaked in front of Jin Fengzui and wanted to ask for an autograph.

Jin Fengzui is in his early thirties this year. He wears a Zhongshan suit and glasses, and looks like a gentle scholar.

After listening to Ye Heqi's self-introduction, Jin Fengzui smiled gently: "I know you. Our whole family likes the article you wrote."

"Huh?" Ye Heqi was surprised.

Jin Fengzui is as humorous as his writing: "My mother-in-law and my wife also escaped from the mansion. When I met my wife, she was learning to read in the blind class."

Speaking of this, Jin Fengzui's face was full of pride: "If she hadn't wanted to find a free teacher to teach her to read and speak English, I wouldn't have married her."

Ye Heqi was amused: "Mr. Jin Fengzui, I only knew that your writing was amazing before, but now that I have met you in person, I know that you are more interesting than your writing."

Jin Fengzui laughed out loud at the compliment.

To be honest, if an adult had complimented him like this, Jin Fengzui would have suspected that the other party was deliberately trying to please him, but when Ye Heqi, a little girl, said this, Jin Fengzui just felt that this was the little girl's true words.

So Jin Fengzui readily signed for Ye Heqi. Just as he was about to hand the notebook to Ye Heqi, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said to the back of Ye Heqi: "Why did you come back so soon? Didn't you say you were going to make some new friends?"

Ye Heqi turned around and smiled: "Mom!"

The three people who came over together happened to be Yao Rong, Bei Lin, and Jin Fengzui's wife Fan Xiangxue.

"Aren't new friends here?" Fan Xiangxue answered Jin Fengzui's question first, then turned her gaze to Ye Heqi and said with a smile, "You must be Heqi. I am Fan Xiangxue, the director of teaching at Shanghai Girls' Middle School. Your mother just found me and said that she wants you to enroll in the girls' middle school. Are you willing?"

Ye Heqi showed a look of surprise on his face: "Of course I am willing, thank you, Teacher Fan!"