"Old Yan, is your altitude sickness severe? Quick, take a breath of oxygen, it can relieve your headache."
Xue Ying removed the tube from her nose, and Yan Daqiang immediately stopped her, saying she was courting death.
"Xue Ying, I took a lot of photos. I'll develop them and show them to you when we get back."
Xue Ying nodded, gazing at that shadowy place, her heart heavy with sorrow.
If they don't go back soon, they'll miss Nan Nan's birthday. This year is her twentieth birthday, and her mother, Qiangzi, and the others have been preparing for it for a long time. Yan Daqiang suggested that they go back to the city.
Xue Ying knew that there was no point in delaying any longer, so she might as well return to the city as soon as possible and develop the photos to take a closer look.
Upon reaching the plains, Xue Ying finally came back to life. Turning back to look at the road she had come from, she silently bid farewell, "Patriotism, rest in peace. We will live well."
Upon returning to Beijing, the two went back to their work units to cancel their leave. Baoguo took three rolls of film to a photo studio and asked the photographer to develop them carefully because one of the rolls contained the image of a martyr.
The photographer quickly took the film with both hands, solemnly placed it in the box, and turned to go into the darkroom. Martyr, what a noble word, what a respectable person, we must treat him with utmost care.
That evening, Xue Ying slowly flipped through dozens of photos, wiping away tears with each one she looked at. Before she had finished looking at all the photos, her handkerchief was already soaked with tears.
When Xue Ying saw the photo of Yan Aiguo's grave, she couldn't help but burst into tears. Yan Daqiang sat beside her, trying his best to hold back his tears. A dignified man would rather bleed.
The cries echoed throughout the room, the heavy atmosphere of sorrow making it hard to breathe. Slowly, Xue Ying stopped wailing and wiped away her tears. The person was gone, and the living were gone too.
The two first took a refreshing shower at a public bathhouse, then went to a department store to buy a lot of New Year's goods before heading to the courtyard house.
As soon as the car arrived at the gate, we heard Liu Jin and Wu Jinban playing happily with Fu Bao and Duo Duo in the yard.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Liu Jin rushed up and gave Xue Ying and Yan Daqiang an ancient-style New Year's greeting: "Greetings to Uncle and Aunt, please come in."
This drama queen finally made Xue Ying smile a little. Wu Jin followed suit, but he couldn't bring out the essence of the drama queen, and people thought the child was just honest.
As soon as Cuihua saw Xue Ying, she pulled her to sit in the kitchen and served her a bowl of big meat noodles. Xue Ying's stomach, which wasn't hungry at first, started rumbling.
Without thinking twice, Cuihua shoved the chopsticks into Xue Ying's hand: "Eat quickly, eat while it's hot, I've been rolling out these noodles for a long time."
Xue Ying nodded, scooped up the noodles and put them in her mouth. "So delicious, so incredibly delicious!" Yan Daqiang stood at the kitchen door, watching Xue Ying eat with increasing gusto, and his worries finally subsided.
"Brother, this bowl of noodles is for you. Come and eat with your sister-in-law." Cuihua placed a steaming bowl of meat noodles on the table. Yan Daqiang swallowed and picked up his chopsticks without hesitation.
Cuihua left the kitchen, leaving behind two sad people who were happily eating. Nannan was right; people who are extremely sad are prone to becoming withdrawn. Although she didn't know what withdrawal meant, Cuihua knew it must be a kind of illness.
Before they become withdrawn, the most effective method is to exploit their weaknesses to divert their attention. Xue Ying likes to eat, so use delicious food to entice her.
With their stomachs full, their sorrow also subsided—it was a direct correlation. After the two finished their noodles and felt warm all over, Ye Chen'er, heavily pregnant, came in.
"Mom and Dad, the New Year is coming soon. Do you have any gifts for your grandchildren?" Ye Chen'er spread her hands, looking like she was asking for a gift.
Xue Ying and Yan Daqiang suddenly understood. Their family was so heartwarming. It was a pity that Aiguo was not blessed with such good fortune. If God had a spirit, He would bless Aiguo so that he could be reborn into a peaceful world.
Xue Ying reached out and carefully touched the protruding part. Suddenly, her belly moved and touched her palm. Feeling the fetal movement, Xue Ying smiled. It must be a naughty boy inside.
Ye Chen'er opened her eyes wide and asked incredulously, "Mom, you just touched my belly and you knew it was a boy?"
Xue Ying smiled and said, "So mischievous, it must be a boy. Ai Dang was just like this when he was in my belly, always throwing punches and kicks, he was really naughty."
So that's why Ai Dang was so mischievous in Mom's belly! No wonder he's like a monkey now, unable to sit still for even a minute.
After eating and drinking her fill, Xue Ying, still preoccupied with Chen'er's belly, actually turned her attention to her grandson. She needed to buy some better, softer cotton cloth for the child and find some old bed sheets to make diapers.
Oh right, I need to prepare brown sugar and eggs, as well as maternity headscarves, breast pump covers, baby bottles and saucepans, and um, baby shoes too.
"Wake up, Xue Ying, wake up, we need to go see Mom." Yan Daqiang pushed Xue Ying, pulling her out of her shopping spree.
Xue Ying rolled her eyes at Yan Daqiang, saying, "You've pushed away everything I wanted to buy. How annoying!" Yan Daqiang laughed. The couple seemed to be on the same wavelength; after walking around the children's section, they remembered everything.
So Xue Ying decided to go to the children's section of the department store tomorrow and buy everything she wanted.
Grandma Yan smiled as she looked at her eldest son and daughter-in-law. It was good that they were back. As for Aiguo, well, it was better not to ask. If she hurt them again, it would be her own fault.
Tie Ge led Ye Huixian in. The two were a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman. This time, Tie Ge brought whole boxes of clothes, jewelry, and other wedding supplies.
When Ye Ren came over during the Chinese New Year, they discussed the wedding. The two had already privately agreed that their wedding would be held there when the club opened for business.
Yan Xiaoqiang ignored everyone and was drawing something in the room. Cuihua looked and saw that it was a list of guests.
He has now met the head chef of the Wangfu Hotel and gave him some imported goods. The chef agreed to be the head chef on Yan Xiaonan's birthday.
This birthday celebration needs to be grand. The 18th day of the twelfth lunar month is Yan Xiaonan's twentieth birthday, and also her mother's eightieth birthday.
Yan Xiaoqiang wrote down his family members and his friends in Beijing, but left the Ye family blank, leaving it to Ye Huili to fill in.
A few people from Southeast also joined, and even Liu Jin had classmates who wanted to participate. Everyone was eager to sign up. This was a more lively festival than the Spring Festival, and everyone wanted to share in the joy.
Yan Daqiang hadn't expected that before he even spoke, Qiangzi's list already had a long list of names. He sighed and shook his head, pondering how many people he should invite.
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